It was reaching near to the end of the film, and Natasha found herself quite intrigued as the action was building between the three main characters. Strangely enough, it was Disney's Moana that she was watching and finding to be so interesting.
However, it was not her own choice in movies. Yelena had an odd obsession with animated Disney movies, and she insisted on watching all of them despite her claim that they really were not that interesting. Her supposed reason for watching them was that she just wanted to be able to know what people were talking about when they often referenced the films. Natasha, of course, suspected that Yelena was secretly in love with the movies.
Earlier that evening, Yelena had come home from a particularly stressful mission, and she was extremely tired. Therefore, Natasha had felt sorry for her and allowed her to go and choose the movie they were going to watch. Natasha had finished heating up some soup for the both of them, and when she had entered the living room, Yelena had already chosen a Disney princess movie.
At this point, Natasha was so deeply engrossed in the film that she had not hardly thought of looking in Yelena's direction. So it was greatly surprising to her when she suddenly felt her sister lean her body over and lay her head on Natasha's shoulder. Natasha drug her eyes away from the screen, looking at the blonde head resting there against her.
She could not help but smile fondly, raising her arm and wrapping it around Yelena's shoulders as she let her nestle closer. She gently kissed Yelena's temple before returning her attentions to the movie.
Once they had reached the ending where Te Kā turned back to Te-Fiti, Maui got a new magic hook, and Moana returned home to start voyaging with her people, Natasha reached over for the remote, clicking the off button and shutting down the screen. She stretched her free arm in an attempt to reawaken the muscles before using the arm wrapped around Yelena's shoulders to gently squeeze Yelena's shoulder in an attempt to wake her at least enough to get her to bed.
"Yelena, let's go to bed," Natasha told her, squeezing at the younger girl. Yelena remained unresponsive. Natasha chuckled under her breath, and then she got up from the couch carefully, letting Yelena sit there with her head lolled to the side.
Natasha stared at her for a long moment, and then she just sighed, figuring that she would go and wash the forks that were in their soup. She had fortunately had the forethought to throw the soup itself into Styrofoam bowls.
It did not take her long to wash the utensils in the kitchen, and she soon returned to the couch to try her hand once again at waking Yelena.
"C'mon, get up, little one," Natasha softly coaxed, and Yelena shook her head barely. Natasha rolled her eyes, placing her hand on Yelena's face gently and stroking her cheek with a thumb.
"Hey, c'mon. The bed's more comfortable," Natasha informed her, leaning in closer and using her other arm to grab onto Yelena's gently. Yelena just furrowed her brow, reaching out for Natasha and grabbing at her as she just tried to pull her closer to her. She managed to grab ahold of Natasha's arm, and she locked herself around it, starting to try to lay down on the couch with the appendage in her grasp.
Natasha could not help but chuckle a little, pulling at the blonde and trying to dislodge her arm from the younger woman's hold.
"We've got to go to bed, okay?" Natasha told her, and Yelena just ignored her, still mostly in the throes of sleep. Natasha sighed deeply, prying her arm away from Yelena, and Yelena reached after her immediately, trying to take hold once again. Natasha dodged her this time, and instead wrapped her arms around Yelena, lifting her into a sitting position.
Yelena was luckily still in a grabby mood, and she latched onto Natasha's neck. Natasha sighed deeply, knowing what she needed to do and wondering if she was strong enough to do it.
She very carefully reached her arms underneath her sister's legs and used all of her strength to lift the girl up into her arms. Somehow she managed it, and Yelena just slumped comfortably against her, resting her head against Natasha's shoulder.
Natasha repositioned her hold a bit, trying to get a better grip on her before heading toward her own bedroom.
It was something that Natasha had not done in years, and she could not deny that it was nice to just hold Yelena tightly in her arms like this, supporting the most special person in the world's weight in her arms despite how it made Natasha's joints ache a bit. Of course, any sacrifice would be worth it if she got to hold Yelena.
Natasha carried her down the hall, her muscles screaming but her mind at ease and as happy as could be with the current arrangement.
Once they entered Natasha's room, she carefully shut the door behind her with her foot, Yelena softly snoring. Natasha then headed over to the bed, lowering Yelena's sleeping form on the bed.
She quickly realized that Yelena was not going to let go of her easily, and she was currently trapped on top of her little sister. Natasha chuckled a little in spite of herself, pressing her forehead against Yelena's shoulder for a moment before lifting her head again and trying to get Yelena to let go of her.
"C'mon, you've got to let me go. I've got to go get some sleepclothes for us," Natasha informed her, hoping that somewhere in the midst of Yelena's current state that she would register her words. Unfortunately, she did not, and she only wrapped herself around Natasha more tightly.
Natasha groaned, the whole thing some mix of extremely humorous and pretty irritating. Natasha rolled her eyes, pulling with every bit of strength she had in an effort to break free. She finally managed to pull her body out of Yelena's grip, and she breathed deeply, already just a little out of breath from having to lug Yelena's dead weight into the room.
She headed over to her own dresser, withdrawing one of her black tank tops and a pair of black leggings. Once she changed her clothes, she headed into Yelena's room to search through her dresser and try to find a pair of shorts for the younger woman since she knew she best loved sleeping in shorts.
Natasha sighed deeply with something akin to aggravation as she noted how absolutely destroyed that her sister's clothes drawer was. She was really going to have to make Yelena clean out the thing. It was starting to get downright ridiculous with the hodge-podge of clothing swirled throughout the small area.
She finally managed to find some shorts, and she headed back to her room. She headed back over to Yelena, the younger girl lying in the same place as she had been when Natasha left her. Natasha decided that she would try to get her to wake up so she could change her own clothes.
"Yelena, wake up. You need to put your clothes on. C'mon," Natasha insistently urged, grabbing her shoulder and shaking it a little as she tried to pull her sister back to consciousness. Yelena remained unresponsive, just quietly and happily sleeping. Natasha looked at her face for a long moment, enjoying the uncharacteristic serenity on her face. It was such a sense of peace, and it made Natasha's heart squeeze with adoration as the girl before her slept so softly and sweetly.
The redhead could not resist leaning forward and kissing the bridge of Yelena's nose softly before straightening and deciding that she was going to have to just change Yelena's clothes for her. Natasha carefully pulled off the blonde's socks and then went for the infamous cargo pants. Once they were lying in the floor next to the socks, Natasha grabbed the shorts and started trying to slide Yelena's legs through the holes. However, just as she was starting this endeavor, Yelena moved her leg so that her foot kicked dangerously close to Natasha's face.
Natasha swiftly dodged, letting out a small grunt of surprise.
"Woah, watch it," Natasha muttered despite knowing that the younger girl could not hear her in her sleep. Natasha carefully slipped the shorts around the girl's legs, and she smiled with relief, glad that she might could finally get Yelena to cooperate.
However, just as she got them around her calves, Yelena rolled over, her legs moving and tangling the shorts terribly. Natasha just groaned with slight irritation before heading up to Yelena's side and grabbing hold of her torso firmly and hauling her back into place. As soon as she pulled this move, Yelena grabbed onto her. Natasha almost laughed from the sheer insanity and difficulty of this ridiculous task.
She wrenched herself from Yelena's grasp once again and headed back down to Yelena's legs.
Natasha grabbed the shorts and heaved them upwards until they were just above Yelena's knees. She then stepped forward between her sister's legs and wedged her knee underneath the back of Yelena's right leg so she could try to pull the shorts on the girl.
After quite a bit of fighting and wrestling, she managed to get them around her sister's hips. Thankfully, they were stretchy shorts that held fast to Yelena due to their elastic band, and Natasha did not have to go through the pain of clasping the things. Natasha breathed out deeply with relief, and she stretched out, hearing her back pop as she extended the muscles and bones. Natasha looked at the bathroom door, contemplating brushing her teeth, but she finally decided against it, guessing that skipping one night would not really hurt anything.
She then pulled the covers back from underneath Yelena's body, working them so that they finally came out from under her feet. She then extended the blankets so that they draped over her sister's body.
Natasha carefully headed to the empty side of the bed and pulled back the covers, sliding underneath them and moving closer to Yelena. She looked at the younger girl adoringly for a moment before pressing her lips to Yelena's forehead between her eyebrows gently. She then softly draped an arm around Yelena's middle and moved her head so that her chin was against the top of Yelena's head.
The redhead closed her eyes slowly, enjoying the feeling of safety, warmth, and love coming over her just from holding the younger girl in her arms.
"Did I tire you out or something?" a mumble came from somewhere around Natasha's neck. Natasha's eyes immediately shot open and she furrowed her brow before pulling away from the blonde.
To her surprise, Yelena was lying there with a giant, cheese-eating smirk on her face as she eyed Natasha wickedly. She definitely did not look like someone who had been in the deepest recesses of sleep. She actually looked quite awake indeed.
"What the— You were awake this whole time?!"
"Well, yeah. How else would I know that you have soup breath?" Yelena questioned, wrinkling her nose a bit, and Natasha narrowed her eyes.
"Well, you little—" Natasha cut herself off, digging her fingers into Yelena's side and wiggling them furiously. Yelena immediately burst into loud laughter, snorting in spite of herself.
Natasha cackled heartily along with her, enjoying her revenge too much to even keep up the ruse of being angry with the younger woman for putting her through so much trouble.
"Since you had so much fun, I thought you'd enjoy a little more fun!" Natasha told her, and Yelena desperately tried to block her sides, curling in on herself as she shook with laughter. Unfortunately, she had hardly anywhere to turn, and she ended up just moving even further into Natasha's hold.
"Making me carry your heavy butt all the way in here… Shame on you!" Natasha scolded in mock outrage, and Yelena just helplessly giggled as Natasha moved her hands up underneath her arms, trying to reach her armpits in the midst of the tickles.
"Stop it!" Yelena told her in between laughs, losing all semblances of composure as she tried to guard herself.
Natasha continued for a bit longer before finally slowing her hands and bringing them to a stop. Yelena was breathing heavily, and she looked at Natasha with a playful glare on her face as she turned and laid on her back. The redhead's chest was heaving a bit as well from her position on her side, and she just quietly eyed her baby sister, a soft smile on her face as she looked at the younger woman.
"I love you," Natasha expressed, unable to think of or say anything else because the feeling was clouding her every thought far too much. She reached a hand out to Yelena's cheek, resting the appendage there as she stroked the girl's face with her thumb. Yelena's honey-green eyes softened in pure adoration as she gazed at her sister, and a smile grew on her face.
"I love you, too."