One drink (YelenaxFemReader)

Chapter four.

CW: This chapter contains mention of abuse of soft drugs (cannabis)(and just for a short scene). Also scenes with violence and scenes with blood, you can skip them, I'll put an asterisk (*) when these scenes start and end.

Y'all for this chapter's 'action' scenes just imagine Yelena with the white suit shooting sum mfs like, if that's not hot, idk what is.

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White suit.

I grab the glass of champagne and give it a good chug. After being next to Levi for what felt like hours, greeting the guests and benefactors, I'm finally free and able to drink.

The only thing that bothers me is the situation back at the apartment, I can't stop overthinking it.

I spot Pieck entering and decide to position myself further from the door. I notice she is wearing a dress Zeke and I gave her for her birthday 3 years ago, it's a black velvet dress, tight to the body with a turtle neck and long sleeves, a long slit on each thigh that shows her legs.

As I'm distracted, asking myself if she really didn't realise that I heard their conversation a few hours ago, I bump against someone, an executive from a guest company, I apologise and try to go on my way, but he puts a hand on my shoulder. His friends are looking at me with creepy smirks on their faces.

- Hey, I saw you earlier, you smiled at me at the entrance. - The tall man, probably in his mid 40s, gives me a smile that I guess he intends to be seductive.

- Yeah....? Uhm, I smiled at everyone I greeted... - I shrug his arm off my shoulder and step back, looking around for someone that could help me get out of this uncomfortable situation.

- Really? But I'm not stupid, I know when a girl is interested in me. Do you want me to get you a drink? - I see Yelena, whose eyes just fell on me through the crowd, walking towards us, relief washes over me.

I remember she had gone away for a few minutes to speak to a possible client. I take my chances and give the man and his friends a polite smile.

- I'm sorry, you must've been mistaken. - Yelena finally reaches me and I hold onto her arm exageratedly. - I'm actually a lesbian.

The man, who I thought was tall, has to look up to see her face, and I can see his confidence get blown away by Yelena's cold gaze, who is just staring them down with her hands in her pockets as if they were mere bugs. I have to hold back a laugh.

I tug her arm and turn away from them, mostly because I was starting to feel bad for them, being mysoginistic and almost peeing your pants because of a woman must be really embarassing.

- I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't appeared right there. - I whisper to her hear as she leans in to listen to me better.

- I saw from afar that you were feeling uneasy. Do you want some champagne? - She gets two glasses from one of the waiters and holds them so he can pour the beverage.

As she hands me one of them, I feel her hand on the small of my bare back, guiding me somewhere. I notice soon that we're going towards her department's offices. I raise an eyebrow at her as she opens what I guess is her personal workplace's door.

She closes it behind me and sits on her chair, opening a drawer and pulling out a little wooden box, she opens it to reveal what I assume are joints.

- I thought you needed to do some relaxing. - She says as she takes out a lighter and lights one up, placing the box back where it was. - I don't usually do this but today calls for it.