Kate X Yelena, Fluff, Yelena Steps In When An Uncomfortable Kate Is Being Hit On At A Frat Party

kate x yelena, fluff, yelena steps in when an uncomfortable kate is being hit on at a frat party

pretty please :)

Word count: 684

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova

Warnings: Fluff. Awkward flirting.

Summary: Kate didn't expect Yelena's apology.

A/N: I just have a lot going on rn. Sorry for taking so long. I'd love to write a proper sequel in the future.

By the way, I didn't forget Yelena is ace, I'm well aware. You guys stop being aphobic in your own community and remember that ace people (and aro people) sometimes still want to be in a (queer-platonic)relationship.

Yelena was known for being subtle. She’s petite and fast, which means that she doesn’t call much attention to herself, so Yelena could easily blend into crowds. She was really useful in spying when she was still controlled by the Red Room, but now, Yelena uses her skills to sneak into fancy parties, like the one promoted by Bishop Security at the end of another year.

In her defense, she was here to see a pretty girl whose circumstances where they met were not the best. It wasn’t hard to find Kate Bishop when her last name is stamped on a building in the middle of New York City. Yelena just needed to google it to find that the place belonged to Kate’s mother.

Yelena looks around, admiring the Christmas decoration but at the same time attentive to the people talking and walking around her. It takes her a while, but she finally spots Kate being cornered by a guy next to the bar. He gestures too much and is leaning too close to her and by Kate’s face, she can imagine the subject of the conversation - or better say monologue.

The widow needed to talk to her anyway, so she supposed that she could intervene in the situation, a nice way to start apologizing after having pushed her from the building. Yelena strides quickly through the hall. Kate doesn’t seem to notice her approaching and the guy was just too focused on flattering her to notice the short blonde. The man raises his hand to tuck a lock of hair behind Kate’s ear, and Yelena steps in, wrapping an arm around Kate’s waist which makes the young one startled at the unexpected touch.

“Hey, there you are,” Yelena smiles. Kate seems to raise a brow. “I’ve been looking for you all night.” Then, Yelena does the most unexpected thing, she tiptoes and kisses Kate on the lips.

The man backs off, looking uncomfortable with the whole situation before Yelena pulls apart. That’s just when she pretends to see the man.

“Who’s it?” Yelena frowns, looking back at Kate.

“Uh, I–I don’t–k-know,” Kate stutters, still in shock because of the kiss.

Yelena huffs, wrapping Kate’s arm around hers, and pulls away.

“No one important then,” Yelena assumes, walking away as if she knew every place in Bishop Security, which she probably should right now.

Thankfully, Kate goes with her without putting up a fight. Yelena takes her outside, to an open area where they are less likely to be heard by someone else.

“What was that?” Kate says, loosing the tie around her neck.

Yelena puts a hand on her own waist, lifting a brow.

“Oh, you’re welcome,” Yelena shrugs.

“I was handling that,” Kate argues.

“Sure you were.”

“What are you doing here, by the way? How did you even find me? Didn’t you try to kill the last time we met?” Kate spits question after question.

“Your name is on the building,” Yelena points to where a poster was hanging with the name of the enterprise. “First, I wasn’t trying to kill you, specifically. You were just in the way. Second, I already talked to Hawkeye. Third, I came here to apologize and to thank you for not shooting that stupid arrow,” Yelena’s accent sounding stronger than ever.

“Oh,” Kate lets out. “Okay. Uh, apologies accepted. I–” Kate’s gaze drops to the blonde’s lips.

“What?”

“I–uh–”

Kate doesn’t know what possesses her, she only knows that in a minute she’s looking at the cutie blonde in front of her while Clint’s words run through her mind. The best shot was the one I didn’t take. Yep, it seems right. Then, in the next minute, she’s leaning, cupping Yelena’s cheeks, thankful that she doesn’t back off as Kate brings their lips together once more, warming those cold lips.

Yelena wraps her arms around Kate’s neck as she pulls apart.

“This party looks boring as fuck,” Yelena states. “Do you wanna go eat somewhere else so we can talk properly?” Yelena blinks.

“Sure thing!” Kate agrees excitedly.

That’s just the beginning of something else.