Kate truly had full intentions of talking to Yelena after the scene in the graveyard but when they finally made it back to her apartment for the wake, the brunette decided to consume half a bottle of tequila getting too drunk too fast. She couldn't recall anything after forcing everybody to do a round of shots in honor of Carol and the self-proclaimed greatest slap outside of professional wrestling. At some point, the bottle of tequila was taken from her and she was neatly tucked into Yelena's bed. The blinding headache tore her from her sleep the next morning followed by a wave of nausea. She was determined not to throw up in someone else's house. It took her a minute to remember where she was when she saw a note on the nightstand accompanied by a bottle of pain medication, a few nausea pills and two bottles of water. She picked up the note first. It read:
Kate Bishop,
I am sorry I can not be there when you wake. My oncall rounds started early this morning. I have a feeling you will be in some pain when you wake. Take the pills and drink all of that water. I want a picture of the empty bottles. I am also sorry I didn't take that tequila from you earlier but I feel like you needed to be numb. I get that. Please, stay as long as you want. Lucky is welcome to stay as long as you need. I'll be home in four days. Wanda and Natasha should be around if you do not wish to be alone. I am asking you to not do anything rash until we have a chance to really talk. Please.
Yours,
Yelena
Kate's head hit the pillow, "so much tequila." She was grateful that her girlfriend had access to the good medication as she reached over grabbing the nausea pills first. They were the quick acting kind that dissolved under her tongue so she gave them a few moments to kick in before attempting to sit up. After being certain the nausea wouldn't come, she took the pain pills and drank as much of the first bottle as she could manage. She snapped a picture of the water and sent it to her girlfriend with the message, "missed you this morning."
"Shower," she said after getting a glimpse of her face in the mirror. "I definitely need a shower." She heard someone out in the kitchen and she had a feeling it was Natasha waiting for her with another lecture. If that was the case she had to check in and make sure she didn't say anything stupid.
Kate(10:20am): hey I think you might be oncall but you are probably less prone to rules as Yelena. I have a question.
Cassie(10:24am): don't tell her I'm texting. Can't believe you are functioning at a decent hour with a body half full of tequila. What's the question?
Kate didn't know how to interpret that response. The tone came off harsh and a little less than Cassie's normal amount of friendliness. She was working so Kate thought maybe she was just bothering her.
Kate(10:30am): I don't want to bother you. We can talk later.
She was about to ditch her phone to go get a shower when the screen lit up with an incoming call from Cassie, "hello?"
"Hey. Are you okay?"
Kate was instantly relieved to hear the normal cheerful voice of her friend. She totally misread the tone of the text, "yeah. I misread your tone. I guess I'm just on edge after everything."
"I snuck into a patient's room to call you. Don't worry. Coma patient. What was your question?"
Kate really did appreciate Cassie. She was turning out to be a cool friend to have, "did I say or do anything incriminating last night? It's just that I think Natasha is out there and I don't want to face another lecture." She heard Cassie chuckling, "what did I say?"
"Aside from the 15 or so times you announced how hot your girlfriend is… I don't think it's anything you said. Though," Kate could hear her smirk through the phone. "This was the first wake I attended where the mourning party insisted everybody play charades and then again the mourning party kept reenacting her slap from the graveyard."
"Well fuck."
"Maybe next time go lighter on the tequila, champ. But in all seriousness, you didn't do or say anything that would raise suspicion. We all know your girlfriend is hot."
Kate laughed, "she really is, isn't she? Man, I need to sleep with her soon."
"You still haven't let her rail you yet?"
"Very tasteful, Cassie," Kate groaned, "no. We were on that path and then Carol died. There hasn't been another opportunity. I'm not sure how to bring it back up. She wanted to have a conversation or so her note said. Not necessarily looking forward to that one."
"About our stuff?"
"Mmhmm," Kate felt an unease in the pit of her stomach. "And Maria."
"That was an A class slap. Really. Job well done there." There was a knock on the door and Cassie whispered, "I gotta go. Someone is trying to come in here. Don't be scared of Dr. Belova's sister. She's totally hot as fuck but I think you'll be fine. Call me later."
"Bye," Kate rolled her eyes and hung up feeling better than she had before the call. She put her ear to the door and listened. When she didn't hear the kitchen noises anymore, she quickly grabbed a towel and headed to Yelena's bathroom. "Whew," she made it without an interrogation. Her shower was uneventful though she did really enjoy Yelena's selection of bath products. They always smelled so good, like a spa or the woods. Kate couldn't tell but it reminded her of her girlfriend so she wasn't complaining. She walked the distance back to Yelena's room still draped in the green towel. "I need to go home," she sighed knowing how much easier it would be to stay. There was an alert that came from her phone noting that a text had been received. She was almost afraid to check it but it's not like it could be Wanda telling her that her friend died again.
Yelena(10:50am): good morning, Kate Bishop. I thought I said I wanted a picture of both empty water bottles. We both know how hot you think I am… be a good girl and drink both waters.
"She did not have to put that damn winking emoji," Kate wanted to crawl in a hole and die but was quickly stopped when a second text came through.
Yelena(11:15am): you did not respond. So, either you are being naughty or you do not think I am as hot as you let on…
Kate(11:17am): I'm never going to live this down. It's not my fault you are in fact the hottest person to ever exist. I'm drinking the water now, doctor.
Yelena(11:20am): good girl. Now, Nat says you haven't emerged yet. She thinks you are scared of her. Do not let her bully you.
Kate(11:23am): that would be more comforting if you were here as a buffer. A very hot buffer.
They weren't even in the same location but Kate was sure she could hear Yelena's deep raspy chuckle through the phone.
Yelena(11:25am): less than four whole days now. I come to your place Thursday night? Sound good?
Kate(11:27am): already counting down the hours. Guess I'll go face Natasha.
Yelena(11:30am): remember she's not so scary and I'm waiting for that picture.
"Oh if she wants a picture, I'll give her a picture," Kate smirked to herself before she quickly drank the contents of the two water bottles only regretting that decision for a few moments when her nausea came back. She still had one of the nausea pills Yelena left her so she took that real quick before arranging the empty bottles in front of the mirror. She was feeling particularly bold that morning so she let the towel dip below her breasts, exposing them along with some of her abs. She posed in the mirror making sure the empty water bottles could be seen. The glare from the flash covering most of her breasts was exactly what she was going for. "I'd fuck me," she shrugged before sending the picture with the message, "as ordered, Doctor Belova." She wasn't expecting a reply text so she put the phone down and grabbed a pair of sweats from Yelena's closet. It would be good enough to wear home. "She's not that scary," was the chant Kate was internally giving herself as she gathered her stuff and made her way out of the safety of the bedroom.
"There she is," the familiar voice came from behind Kate, "the woman who thinks my sister is the hottest woman to walk planet earth. You know," she rounded the living room and joined her near the kitchen, "Yelena already has a pretty big ego. You going around announcing her hottest doesn't help matters."
"Tequila and I have a very long and intense relationship."
Natasha threw her head back laughing, "okay Yelena said you were funny and I can see it now. Would you like a sandwich? I was going to make a grilled cheese. And I have hot Cheetos but don't tell Wanda or Yelena. I don't need a lecture."
Kate took her bag off, "you had me at sandwich but hot Cheetos sealed the deal. What can I do?"
"Entertain me," Natasha laughed while she was getting the cheese and butter out of the fridge. She held up a bottle of hot sauce, "is this a no for you?"
"I'll pass on the hot sauce. Must be a family thing," she smiled at her similarities to Yelena even if they weren't blood related. "Did you always want to be a firefighter?"
"Straight in with the interrogation," she laughed while buttering the bread for the sandwiches. "I thought I was the one asking the questions."
"Something tells me you already know a lot about me, whether through Yelena or Maria or your own stalker google searches. So, humor me, Yelena is important to me. I want to get to know the most important person in her life."
Natasha raised an eyebrow, "flattery will get you everywhere in this house. Well played, Kate Bishop. No, I just sort of fell into that work. I was in an accident about six months after I moved here. My car caught on fire and I was saved by the fire crew and a sexy EMS worker who was trying to get into med school."
"Maria?"
"The very one," she started grilling up their sandwiches. "We became friends and she happened to know some of the fire crew and I started volunteering until they took pity on me knowing it wasn't cheap to live in the city. I was working as a waitress. I sucked at it but if you flirted enough… the tips were worth it."
"I could never be a waitress. My coordination is less than stellar."
The red head laughed again, "says the girl who could shoot an arrow into the throat of a suspected rapist."
Kate's mouth fell open, "that wasn't me?"
A smirk, "is that a question or a statement?"
"Is it worth attempting to lie to you? Your sister said her superpower was knowing when people lie. Does that run in the family or not?"
Natasha slid the two sandwiches onto a couple of paper plates, depositing the pan into the sink. She grabbed a family sized bag of hot Cheetos and two cokes, "that sentence is all the admission of truth I need. If the firefighter thing didn't work out, I was planning on being a cop. So, why do you do it?"
"Don't you think this is the sort of conversation I should have with my girlfriend first?"
"I don't need all the details. I just want to make sure you aren't going to hurt my sister. Like we talked about last time, I really don't want to be forced to kill you," she popped a couple of Cheetos into her mouth. "I think I'm developing a fondness for you."
Kate rolled her eyes, "I'm not scared of you."
"Good one," she laughed, "I almost believed that."
Kate took a bite of her grilled cheese, "okay this is delicious." She went into a shortened description of what happened to Carol and her when they were younger but left the story there because she didn't think it was fair to Yelena to tell Natasha the full truth before her.
Natasha spoke with a mouth full of sandwich, "well whatever your reasons, Maria kept your secrets. Honestly I still can't work out how she was involved but that slap was amazing. Wish I could've given her one, too." She saw something flash across the brunette's face, "you doing okay, kid? Losing someone close to you is rough. If Yelena was courteous, she should've mentioned that you are welcome to stay here as long as you need. I won't pry anymore than I have."
"I don't know if I'm fine. I lost my dad when I was a kid but this is different. Carol and I were a different sort of family. It's weird her being gone, you know?" She saw a nod of understanding so she continued, "Yelena told me that I could stay here. I think she's worried about my retaliation. I mean… she's not wrong to think that but as impulsive as I may be, I always have plans. I never would've gone off half cocked like Carol did the other night."
"Let me guess… that squirrely little intern is in on everything."
Kate's mouth dropped open once again, "okay that's just unfair. Also, Yelena doesn't know at least I don't think she does so try not to get her in trouble at work. She's terrified of your sister. Like petrified."
Natasha shrugged, "as she should be. Lena is very scary when she wants to be."
"Lena?"
"Don't even think about it. Only I get to call her that. And she hates it most of the time but I refuse to stop. I'll have to kill you if you try it."
Kate held her hands up in concession, "I wouldn't dream of it. Don't tell Yelena about Cassie, okay? I'm going to tell Cassie that i plan on talking to Yelena about everything."
"I probably won't even see her before you do. Consider yourself lucky. I don't like withholding information from my sister."
"Thank you," Kate and Natasha finished their lunch over a relatively pleasant and more light hearted conversation. The girl decided that she did in fact like the older woman and she wasn't as scary as she first thought. "I should probably go check on Lucky. Poor guy probably has to pee like mad."
"I can drive you. Drop you off before I head to work."
"Oh I live across town. I can take the subway," Kate tried to wave off the offer.
"If I let you take the subway no matter what time of day, Yelena would kick my ass. Seriously, it's not a big deal."
"Why do I get the impression you are just offering so you can see Lucky?"
Natasha smirked, "it's mostly that and the Yelena thing. You ready? I have like twenty minutes."
The two of them left the apartment with Kate feeling significantly better about everything she had been so worried about.
When Natasha pulled her old blue Chevy truck up in front of Kate's apartment building she waited for instructions on where to park, "you can pull into that parking garage over there. I have a parking spot. I assume you want to see Lucky?"
Natasha laughed, "that might be the stupidest fucking question I've ever heard in my life." She pulled the truck into the designated spot. "Of course I want to see Mr. Lucky. He's such a good boy."
They got into the loft and Natasha immediately sat on the ground and let Lucky invade her personal space, "I thought you had to be at work in twenty minutes like ten minutes ago."
Natasha rolled her eyes, "so what if I'm a little late. Take our picture," she tossed Kate her phone. "The boss will understand when he sees how fucking cute this puppy is."
"He's like 5 or 6… unsure of his age since I found him in the garbage but he's definitely not a puppy."
"Did you hear your mama? Blasphemy. All dogs are puppers no matter their age. You my furry friend are the cutest puppy I've ever seen," she planted a big kiss on his snout which was the perfect picture Kate snapped of the two of them.
Yelena had been so busy the first two days of her on-call shifts she barely got a chance to eat let alone relax. Nearing hour 72, she finally found herself in one of the on-call rooms after taking a quick shower in the locker room. There was a small table with one chair which was being occupied by Jen while Yelena sat against the wall of the bottom bunk. "You didn't have to bring your dinner here. I'm perfectly capable of entertaining myself."
Jen waved her off, "please like I really want to socialize with any of the other doctors in the cafeteria or worse the patients. Plus, I haven't seen you in awhile. I've heard you had a crazy few weeks."
"Checking in on me to make sure I'm okay or are you here for the tea?"
"Can't I be here for both? Before you ask, I don't know anything about Carol. Whatever happened with Maria was before my time. I was working out in LA before I transferred here."
"Hmm," Yelena nodded, pulling out her phone to check her messages from the past few days. Her heart swelled when she saw the picture of Natasha in Kate's loft being attacked with Lucky kisses. "Seems my sister has worked her way into Kate's house," she handed the phone to Jen. "That is the best dog." She wondered if this meant Kate got over her ridiculous fear of Natasha. There were a few more pictures of the two of them with Lucky and that one picture of Kate she couldn't show Jen. She would have to look at that later after the lawyer left. "What would you do if you suspected someone you cared about to be engaging in dangerous activities?"
"This seems like a loaded question." Jen sat back in the chair, "as a lawyer I feel like I'm not at liberty to discuss dangerous activities but as your friend I'm assuming you are speaking about your emergency room dependent girlfriend. If my significant other was involved in something dangerous, I would want to be as transparent as possible. I'd let them know that while I'm not happy about their extracurriculars, I care about them and their well being. Does that make sense?"
"I'm almost certain she's caught up in some less than stellar shit but a part of me doesn't care. Does that make me a shitty person?"
Jen took a few minutes to think about that question, "do you think Kate is a shitty person?"
"Not at all." Yelena sighed, looking back through her texts from the girl in question. She really liked her a lot. It wasn't typical for Yelena to let her guard down long enough to fall for someone. She never allowed herself to get close enough to others for them to weasel their way into her life. Kate coming into the ER on her first day of work was like a sign. She felt like an addict when it came to the younger woman. The longer she was away from here the move she craved.
"I heard about the slap," Jen pulled Yelena out of her inner monologue. "I think there would be a line of doctors and patients around the building waiting for a chance to slap Maria. I can't say that I wouldn't be one of them."
Yelena chuckled, "it was so satisfying." She thought about it for a second, "and had it not been at her best friend's funeral, I probably would've taken Kate straight to bed. So sexy." She cleared her throat before letting her mind wander back to that picture Kate texted her.
Jen smirked, "did you want me to head out so you can take care of that?" She pointed to Yelena's unconscious clench of her thighs.
"Rude," her mouth dropped open in indignation. "I would never engage in that kind of activity in the workplace."
Jen let out a loud laugh, "well you are about the only one then. Everyone has sex here. In these rooms. Your sister included."
"Ew gross," Yelena scrunched up her nose, "we are friends but we are not talking about my sister's sex life friends. Natasha is virginal and will remain so until she dies."
"Should we discuss your delusions now or later?"
Yelena set her face, "virginal. Now clear out of here. I need to try to get some sleep before they call me back out there." She watched as her friend threw her empty dinner container away and headed out the door after saying a proper goodbye. It was nice that Yelena had a few people besides her sister and Wanda that she could talk to. She hadn't really expected to make any friends in the city as this was something she always struggled with but she really did enjoy Jen and Sonya.
She turned her attention back to her phone after dimming the lights, locking the door and getting more comfortable on the bed. "Let's have a look," she pulled up the picture Kate had sent her the other day with the empty water bottles. There wasn't a moment to truly appreciate the photo until now. Her body was very muscular. The towel was resting just above her belly button and most of her breasts were obstructed by the flash of her camera but it was enough to excite the doctor. Yes, she knew they had to talk but she was human and that picture was doing things for her. It had been quite awhile since she had time to scratch her itch. "Почему бы и нет?" She pulled her scrub top up, letting her hand brush over her covered breasts, over her defined abdomen, dipping into the top of her scrubs bottoms. A wicked smile graced her face as she angled her camera down and snapped a picture. "Wish you were here," was the message that accompanied that picture she sent to Kate. She let her fingers venture lower, feeling just how worked up she had gotten herself by a mere photo of her girlfriend. "Черт возьми, я давно не был таким мокрым," she sighed, feeling her arousal coating her fingers. Her phone vibrated next to her as she was circling her clit with the perfect amount of pressure that would get her off quickly. With her free hand she checked the message finding a picture of Kate mirroring Yelena's current position though she could see the glisten on the other girl's fingers. "Fuck," she entered herself slow and with a renewed purpose. "Она станет моей смертью."
The rest of her oncall days went by quickly with no major accidents. Sonya did comment a few times how the blonde seemed to be in a particularly good mood after her five hours of sleep and her only response was, "five hours of sleep is hard to come by at the hospital." She knew her friend saw right through that reply but thankfully Sonya didn't press the issue. After her shift, she stopped at home to take another quick hour nap, shower and grab some clothes to stuff into her backpack. She planned to spend the night over at Kate's place. It was Thursday and she did sort of invite herself over.
"Big date?" Natasha asked from the couch. She had her back towards Yelena's hallway but her hearing was exceptional.
"Now Natalia," Wanda's feet were casually resting on her girlfriend's lap. "Don't give her a hard time. She just put in four days at work. And look… she's happy."
"Well yeah she's happy. She gets to go see Lucky. I can't believe Kate didn't bring him by once. I told her she and Lucky were more than welcome to stay while you were at work. I even cooked her lunch. My sisterly hospitality was unmatched and she didn't bring the dog by," she grumbled while massaging Wanda's feet.
"You are a little intimidating, sweetheart. Kate's probably going through a lot right now. Dealing with losing her best friend and having to navigate her feelings for Yelena is probably taking its toll on her."
"Plus," Yelena smirked, "you are scary as hell and always know the right buttons to push. Kate sent me that picture of you and Lucky. Seems you three hit it off. I think it's the whole Carol thing. She hasn't lost too many people."
"She mentioned her dad died," Natasha was just salty that she didn't get to see the dog but she did enjoy her lunch with the girl. "I do really think she cares about you, Yelena. She even opened up to me a little. That just goes to show how not scary I am. I thought we hit it off well."
"She tell you about the kidnapping?" She saw Natasha nod, "and I'm assuming you told Wanda?"
"I didn't think it was a secret at that point."
"Yelena," Wanda sat up a little straighter, "we know how important Kate is to you and therefore she is important to us. We will support your relationship."
"And whatever Kate is into… that's also fine with me at least. I wouldn't mind going out to murder a rapist or two," Natasha shrugged. "Do you think there's an open spot now that Carol kicked it?"
Yelena slapped the back of her sister's head, "Сука. Ты будешь первым, кого я убью."
Natasha laughed, "Ты любишь меня, сестра. Я точно знаю, что ты думаешь, что я очаровательна. Я чувствую, что моя безопасность не находится под угрозой."
"Спорный Мнение," Yelena rolled her eyes. "It is bad enough she somehow got my intern wrapped up in it. I'm not letting her get my sister too."
"Figure that part out? All you have to do is ask Kate a straightforward question and she crumbles like a house of cards," Natasha laughed. "And besides, don't act like you wouldn't jump at the opportunity to kill someone."
"Been there. Done that," Yelena thought about it. "But I could be convinced to go for a hunt. Doesn't seem like the cops give a fuck about what they were doing."
"Maybe that's how Maria knows Kate?" Wanda finally spoke up. "I remember when she first became an intern, she had come in as a patient. Broken arm and a rape kit was ordered. But she made me promise that I wouldn't call the police. I still feel awful about that decision to respect her wishes to this day."
"Do you think that's a correlation?"
"I'm not sure, Yelena. It's something only Kate will be able to tell you. Unless you want to try to get Maria to open up to you," Wanda smirked.
"I'd rather drive off of a cliff," she rolled her eyes. "I should probably get going. Kate's expecting me."
"One last bit of advice?" Wanda waited for a nod from the blonde, "don't pressure her into telling you everything. Let it happen naturally. You both care about each other. Let the feelings happen and see where it goes."
"I think she's telling you to pull your head out of your ass and get laid," Natasha laughed, flipping Yelena off as she headed towards the door. "Have fun sis. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"That leaves a wide berth, darling," Wanda patted Nat's head.
Yelena pulled her motorcycle into Kate's spot, taking her helmet with her as she crossed the street waving at the familiar workers in the pizza shop. She was surprised that they didn't wave her inside. When Yelena would go over to Kate's the pizza shop owner usually waved her inside when he saw her to give her Kate's pizza that she had ordered ahead of time. That seemed a little strange to the blonde but she just waved and continued on into the loft, bypassing the call box with the spare key her girlfriend had given her in order to check in on Lucky occasionally. Taking the stairs two at a time, she quickly approached the front door when she heard music wafting out of the apartment as well as the smell of something delicious. Instead of walking straight in, she knocked on the door. "Come in!" She heard from the other side. "Kate Bishop, I'm here," the sentence was caught in her throat when she entered and saw her girlfriend standing at the stove dressed in black pinstripe slacks, a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, heels and a black apron which read: who gave me permission to cook? Yelena stepped into the apartment, letting her bag fall to the floor. Aside from Kate looking adorable with flour streaked across her forehead, the table was set complete with fresh roses and lit candles. She even noticed that Lucky was wearing a little bow tie. "What is all this?" was all she could think to say taking everything in and letting it marinate.
Kate turned and gave her the most adorable smile, "I wanted to cook you dinner."
"I'm flattered," she walked over, picking up a dish towel and wiping the flour off of her forehead. "It smells delicious."
"I have never really cooked before. But look, "she pulled the lid off of a big simmering pot on the stove and then opened the oven to show her inside.
"Is this…"
"I wanted to make your favorites. So, I called Wanda because she was stupid enough to call me with her personal number. Truly an oversight on her part. Somehow I convinced her to give me your sister's number so I texted her and got her to tell me your favorites from Russia. I made beef stroganoff and cheese pirozhki… I don't think I'm saying that right. And look," she showed Yelena the pancakes that were cooling in the fridge, "syrniki for dessert."
Yelena just stared at her in shock not quite knowing what to say. Kate started to feel a little insecure and went off on a ramble, "okay yes I know… I'm not the best cook but look nothing I've made has ever sent anyone to the hospital except that one time but I didn't know Carol had a nut allergy. So technically that wasn't my fault. Plus, I followed all of the instructions Natasha gave me exactly as she told me. And," she was wringing her hands, "Wanda stopped by early this morning with some of the spices she knew I wouldn't be able to find in the store. I guess Natasha told her what I was doing. As long as you don't have allergies I can almost guarantee that none of this will send you to the hospital. At least I hope not. I may have gone heavy on the spices in the stroganoff but you like spicy things so I'm not worried about that." She looked at her girlfriend who was still staring at her. "Are you mad?"
Yelena shook herself from the stupor she had been in listening to Kate ramble, "mad? Why would I be mad?"
"I don't know because I went behind your back for the information."
"You think I'd be mad because you talked to my sister and her girlfriend? Kate," she looked up into very uncertain blue eyes. "I'm glad you feel comfortable enough talking to them. I just do not understand."
"What? Is it the food I made? Natasha assured me these were Russian dishes and were your favorites. I don't know the translation. You hate it," she deflated a little.
"Stop," she grabbed Kate's hands. "Kate, stop. It smells wonderful and I'm sure I won't be poisoned. These are some of my most favorite foods. Natasha didn't trick you. What I don't understand is why would you do this for me?"
"Oh that's the simple part. I wanted to thank you."
"Thank me? You have absolutely nothing to thank me for."
"Oh but I do," Kate said as a matter of fact. "My life has been crazy since as far back as I could remember. I never had my life under control and honestly I still don't. But you are here and you see me. You helped me when I came to the hospital without asking invasive questions. You brought me to your house to fix my arm. You sat with me while my best friend took her last breaths and held me during the funeral. You didn't push me to share my secrets even when I knew it was killing you. And when I finally got the courage to tell you, you just listened without judgment. We've only been together for a few months and I know that I care for you so deeply that it scares me but it also excites me beyond belief. So yes, I tried to make you dinner so I could thank you for being the amazing human that you are."
Kate watched as the smile reached Yelena's eyes, "nobody has gone through this much trouble for me, Kate." She really didn't know what to say or how to reciprocate the kind words other than telling Kate that she cared so deeply for her that it was scaring her. So she followed Wanda's advice and felt her feelings. She tilted her head slightly, leaning up on her tiptoes, she ghosted her lips across Kate's before dropping her nose to Kate's neck. "It does smell delicious in here," she inhaled her girlfriend's scent like her own personal source of oxygen. "I've been thinking about you since the other night," she whispered, leaving a kiss on the underside of her jaw. "And I come walking into this? You've gone out of your way to make me dinner?"
Kate's breathing was heavier than it had been just a few moments ago. Her girlfriend being so close to her, pressing kisses against her throat and jaw was doing things to her that wanted to make her forget the dinner and take her upstairs, "Yelena," she whispered.
"Hmm?" She hummed against her throat.
"I really want to see where this is going." Her train of thought was being thwarted by Yelena's insistent kissing. "You are making it very hard for me to concentrate."
Yelena chuckled, "I am sorry, little hawk. I got some good advice as I was leaving home earlier and you made this nice dinner for me and you look amazing. I got carried away." She kissed her once more before taking a step back, putting some distance between them. "I feel underdressed," she looked down at the white crop top she was wearing under her leather coat and her black skinny jeans with her usual boots.
When Yelena took her jacket off, Kate's eyes were drawn to her chest. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra and her long blonde waves were adding to the distraction, "oh no. Trust me. You look very hot."
Yelena smirked, "yes I have heard you think I'm hot." She laughed at the blush forming on Kate's cheeks, "Don't you shy away now. I am hot, you were right." She laughed a little harder, "okay," she held her hands up, "I'm done. Show me what you've cooked."
Yelena couldn't explain all of the feelings that were swirling through her during the course of their dinner. Everything Kate made was delicious even though the brunette was a self proclaimed horrible cook. It tasted like she was back home eating her mama's home cooking. The conversation flowed easily because it always did with Kate. The whole time she knew there would never be a moment of awkward silence. Kate filled those beautifully with stories of nothing in particular. Sure she had cared deeply for Emily. They were deployed together and did two tours overseas. What they shared was an experience that could never be the same with anyone else but Yelena had to move on eventually. Those feelings she had for Emily were entirely different that she felt for the rambling girl sitting across from her.
Kate was like sunshine after a harsh rainstorm. When the brunette started smiling and asking if Yelena wanted to visit the Christmas tree farm with her even though it was only the second week of November, she couldn't help her heart from beating a little faster. She found herself agreeing without hesitation. Yelena was desperately trying to stop her landslide of emotions before she confessed something to Kate that she didn't think either of them were ready to hear no matter how loud her heart was screaming at her. "Kate Bishop," she quietly spoke to hopefully get her attention.
"Sorry," she blushed, "I just love Christmas so much. The trees, music, ugly sweaters, snow, all of it really. Once I get on the topic I can't stop."
Yelena pushed her chair back, standing to walk over to her girlfriend who also had pushed away from the table. She leaned down until her lips brushed Kate's ear, "take me to bed, Детка."
Kate was sure that all of her senses stopped working simultaneously and that she was no longer functioning as an alive and well person. "What?" She waited a minute for the blonde to respond but she only repeated her previous demand causing every pulse in her body to travel south. "I thought," her breath caught in her throat when Yelena slid into her lap, nipping at her earlobe.
"Hmm? What did you think, Kate Bishop," her accent even stronger as the words went straight to Kate's core.
"Distracting," she felt Yelena chuckle against the hinge of her jaw. "I thought you wanted to talk."
Yelena was leaving open mouth kisses along her jawline, "talking is so boring, isn't it?" Yelena continued her path of kisses while Kate tried to regain some semblance of how to use the English language. Her hands found themselves drawn to the blonde's thighs, her grip tightening when she found a particularly sensitive spot on Kate's neck. "So boring," Yelena chuckled at the groan Kate let out when she rocked her hips down slightly.
"Yes," Kate nodded enthusiastically, "but your note… wanted to talk…"
Yelena pulled back just enough so she could rest her forehead against Kate's, "do you not wish to have sex with me, Kate Bishop?"
"Oh I wish it," she looked into Yelena's deep forest green eyes.
"I want you," she simply stated, "and I want to show you how much I appreciate your thank you."
Kate was trying her best to see if there was any sort of hesitation in the other woman's eyes. When she found none, she felt herself nodding again, "talking is so boring."
Yelena let their lips barely touch, smirking into a soft kiss, "take me to bed, Детка."
