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yelena was enamored the moment you set foot in the base, and it was obvious she wasn’t the only one.
as soon as you were officially introduced to the team, it became an entire challenge to win you over. natasha did her whole sultry and mysterious act, steve and bucky tried their old gentleman thing, even vision started studying your tendencies to imitate them. what the hell was that about?
even the little avengers got tiny gross crushes, kate would whip out that stupid bow and arrow any chance she got while america kept inviting you to travel dimensions with her, something about sightseeing.
yelena wasn’t worried though, after all these months she had your routine down, the polite declines to all those who sought you out, it started with a small awkward giggle, then a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, and the cherry on the top, ‘i kind of like someone already haha’ .
now yelena wasn’t dumb, she knew you liked her back. the early morning coffee runs and movie marathons that lasted till the crack of dawn were a clear indicator for the feelings both harbored. but yelena’s fear of ultimately ruining such an authentic friendship scared her too much, so she concluded that sitting by and watching everyone try and fail to have you would be a cost necessary.
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scratch that, why was there a walking glowstick in the kitchen and why was she making you laugh? wait, were you blushing ? you never blush with her!
yelena sat there with what felt like a permanent pout, forcing herself to not just walk over and interrupt whatever you both so vividly talked about. i mean, how funny could they be? she kept glancing over to see your rejecting routine, the awkward giggle, looking all over the place, and then the little cherry on the top of saying you liked someone, you know, her .
but it never came, instead, what yelena saw from afar was for certain a giggle, but, flirty? you only give her those! oh great, now your hand is on the bicep feeling it up. this couldn’t go on for longer, and after what felt like an eternity you walked away with a goofy grin plastered on your face.
the super-spy quickly walked over to the kitchen, disguising her intentions with a false interest in the coffee machine. “i don’t think we met before, i’m yelena”, extending her hand to the other, “oh, you’re natasha’s sister right? i’m carol danvers, get called captain marvel from time to time!”, she answered with a slight smirk.
‘captain fucking marvel? that’s okay, yelena thought, no big deal, except that’s the superhero you’ve declared over and over again having a massive crush on. and you were barely five minutes prior talking to them and blushing and feeli- yelena was officially spiraling.
meanwhile, she was still gripping carol’s hand on her own, “yep i’m the sister… what brings you here... captain?” the spy asked with an impatient tone. carol, who was finding the short conversation amusing, answered, “just visiting, checking with fury and hill, i’ll be gone by friday don’t worry.” she finished while walking away, already brainstorming on how much chaos she’ll conjure up in 3 days.
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three days, it would be three whole days of captain sparkles flirting with you and you’ve been living for it. after that small talk shared in the kitchen, the spy couldn’t have expected just how infuriating all of this would become, more so, heart-wrenching. but, yelena was the one to put up the boundary on your friendship, it was her decision and she would stand by it!
day one was simple enough; you had been assigned to showing carol the base and helping her settle, which the captain took as valuable time to throw some smooth lines your way and make you blush endlessly. ‘just a blush, a stupid little blush’, yelena kept repeating to herself.
“don’t you think she’s stupid?”, yelena lamely started, “who?” you questioned.
“the glowing old lady… i heard she’s from the ’50s, and what is so cool about flying or her little fists that glow anyway? did i tell you about that time i fell from a high place and walked it off? not even a scratch! and no superpower either… pure talent it’s what it is!”, yelena declared, now aggressively gesturing to solidify just how badass she is. she didn’t catch the adoring gaze you threw her way, much less your beaming smile.
“i’m just saying, a little overrated if you ask me.”, you only laughed and looked at her with even more adoration, “it is overrated lena, so lame, you are so much cooler!”, maybe it was an exaggeration on your end, but it did give you a smug and happy yelena.
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day two was much harder. after having spent all your day with carol, it's easy to say you got pretty close. close enough to be constantly touching each other, and yelena’s eyes couldn’t move away from it. the way carol’s hand rested on your lower back, going out of her way to play with the rings on your fingers. the russian was seeing red, or green, or whatever the idiom americans use for it. she was jealous.
“danvers, you know you can let her take a breather right?”, yelena knew she sounded piteous, but she couldn’t stop herself.
“lena!”, you exclaimed, “what’s the matter with you?”, ‘great’ , yelena thought, ‘ now i’m getting scolded’
“it’s- it’s nothing милая, just odd that the captain has only paid attention to one member of the team… it’s getting late anyway, want to finish the marathon from last time?”, if yelena’s week wasn’t bad enough, your answer was the confirmation it needed, “i’m sorry firefly, but you’re acting rude, and i promised carol a sleepover before she leaves. maybe next time?”
like a sad little kicked puppy, yelena got up, “that’s okay, i’ll go to the room, night captain , goodnight милая” the spy could feel her chest tighten, but still, shot you her usual grin, and left. the stupid captain was leaving tomorrow anyway, and you’ll be back to normal.
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it was already day three, the glorious friday yelena had been anticipating, also the day carol danvers was finally leaving the base and hopefully never coming back. most of her luggage was already near the base’s exit in preparation.
the short spy quickly got bored of waiting and went to the kitchen, stopping herself after hearing carol’s and steve's voices.
“while i prefer not interfering with my teammate's relationships captain danvers, maybe don’t ask her out?” steve said, knowing all too well how territorial a certain redhead’s sister could be.
“she doesn’t seem to be with anyone, is cute, and MIGHT like me, i don’t understand your problem steven” carol rebutted, seemingly annoyed.
“i’m just saying, does carol danvers even do ‘long distance relationships’? why even bother-“ steve started but was interrupted by carol, “who said anything about relationships? maybe i just want a little farewell present before leaving.”
that was all yelena needed to hear before walked past the kitchen counter and docked carol straight in the face, which to the ex-assassin surprise, didn’t even stagger her. and because luck doesn’t exist in yelena belova’s world, you decided to enter at that exact time.
carol knew she didn’t have the right to get mad, letting steve guide her to another room, while you and yelena stayed behind.
“what is the glowing bird even made from? steel? holy fuck my hand hurts!” yelena all but yelled while holding onto her now very red hand, words couldn’t even describe the flabbergasted look you were giving her, “oh i’m sorry, are you surprised by this? i’m still, on the whole, WHY would you even punch CAPTAIN MARVEL for?”, you couldn’t even try lowering your voice.
by now you had already gotten an ice pack from the freezer and pushed yelena onto a nearby stool, the grumpy spy was too embarrassed to even look you in the eyes. she mumbled some nonsense in hope of giving up on the incoming conversation, but after a glance at your worried, but also very pissed off eyes, she repeated herself louder “she said disgusting things about you…”
sighing, “lena, it doesn’t matter what anyone says about me, you can’t be punching people like that!”, but that only seemed to add fuel to the fire. “yes it matters and yes i can! the stupid captain said she wanted a farewell present from you… as if yourself isn’t the best, as if she could just barge in here and take what’s mine!”
that was it, that’s the reason one of the world’s deadliest assassins was being an irrational baby, she was jealous?
“firefly, would you please look at me?”, you asked in the soft tone reserved for her. yelena looked up with small angry tears watering her eyes, “lena, i understand why you put a boundary to our friendship, and also why carol’s comments got to you, but i can’t do much here if you won’t allow me.” you finished, trying to be as delicate with the topic as possible.
with an inhale and a puffed chest, yelena finally spoke up, “i am not the easiest to deal with, but, you have never made me feel as a burden, all you ever done is understand and accept me, моя любовь, can i please take you on a date?”, she finished asking while taking both of your hands.
“you’re such an idiot lena, of course, i’ll be your date, only after your hand is healed ms i can take captain marvel!” you laughed, yelena knew she wasn’t going to live that down anytime soon, but it was worth it, she finally got her pretty lady.