a woman in a black leather jacket is standing in front of a building with a sign that says bakery ALT: a woman in a black leather jacket is standing in front of a building with a sign that says bakery

//To me my Yelenas!

//A ship for every Yelena shall set the world right

//I have like 6 or 7 right now including you.

Wait a minute…

6 or 7

6 7

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“I think it suits you perfectly, honestly I’m surprised you didn’t get it sooner~”

“Obviously that’s the case since I don’t remember seeing those piercings the other day~”

“Well aren’t you a ray of sunshine, and here I thought that you’d love my attention~”

to start it off like this, how unsurprising.

“So…how about you show me what it is that you had planned next?”

She said, fingers interlocking with the other’s hand only to bring it up to softly kiss it while starring into Yelena’s eyes.

Ava’s breath hitched, hand moving down to meet theirs while scooting a bit closer to the blonde—eyes flashing with a mix of love and something far more carnal that everyone seems to thrive on when met with similar situations. The one time these two had the tower to themselves and they decided [+]

other’s devious intentions.

“Though, I had to admit that it’s certainly starting to work wonders for me.”

Ava admitted, that blush across her cheeks serving as a stern reminder of that.

“I think you’re trying to get my attention, or more so you crave it. And as such you’d do anything to make sure that I only ever spend time with you in all the best way.”

She brought a hand up to begin twirling a bit of hair between her fingers, as if having everything figured out with the [+]

seem all the more likely.

“So…mind telling me what exactly you’re trying to do?”

She pulled off her shades and set them aside, staring right up into the Russian’s eyes as if to prove that she was onto them.

“I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re doing all this on purpose to try and mess with me, but that would be quite the ridiculous thing to assume. Right?”

Her brow rose, looking at the other with enough suspicion to fill the pool that laid in front of the two and that swimsuit just made it [+]

“If I could wound you then neither of us would be enjoying each other’s company so often.”

Those eyes wandered to look up at the other, face shadowed by the rather worn sun hat.

“You’re such an awful tease…but I suppose you have a point.”

Ava continued to lounge on the chair for a bit of sunbathing, a faint blush now sparking beneath her sunglasses.

“Oh? And what is it that you believe could stop me so easily?”

“𝐈’𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭.”

“𝐁𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬, 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 '𝐞𝐦. 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐎𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing to have missed.”

She raised a brow, leaning against a nearby wall with her head cocked to the side a tad.

“Interesting…though I can’t say you’re the weirdest person that I’ve ever seen.”

“I…and you’re a waitress?”

“I don’t know, what’s your GPA?”

“Pretty much though it got shut down a while ago for…reasons.”

“Eh…military stuff.”

“Kind of difficult when you’re dragged into a black ops sector of SHIELD.”

“I never really ever found out, grew up in Argentina for most of my life and my parents never really talked about that.”

She tried to type up a response without going into too much detail about facts that in her eyes didn’t truly matter all that much.

Of course, though Ava has never been a really outgoing person.

How surprising. The question is, what to do now~?