MCU imagines (wlw)

who the hell are you~ Yelena Belova x reader Pt.1

You've been writing off mission reports in your room in the avengers tower, suddenly feeling a small thirst in your throat. you put down your pen, and walk down into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water. You turn around to find a blonde headed woman, around 5'4, in a white suit, "who the hell are you?" you speak up getting her attention, she looks at you and gives you a small smile, "yelena" she says facing her body towards yours.

"okay, why are you here?" you grunt in annoyance, "my sister Natasha brought me here" she speaks lightly, with her smooth accent. your face reeked of surprise, your eyes had widened and your mouth had dropped, "i never knew Natasha had a sister, i'm so sorry" you say gulping fear down your throat. "that's okay, not many people know" she says walking closer towards you.

you turn back to the fridge, taking a swig of vodka and getting out two beers, handing one to her. she takes it out of your hand and opens it with her teeth, one word, hot. you smirk to yourself as you use your magic to turn the cap off, she had been amazed at what you had did, you took a swig of the beer and started to walk towards her.

"so, you on the run or something?" you take another swig, she thinks for a second, "Я теперь мститель, на самом деле" (i'm an avenger now, in fact) she says turning to you, you smirk at her, "о, правда, я рад работать с тобой" (oh really, i'm glad to work with you) you said catching her off guard, as she didn't realize you spoke Russian.

"your Russian is very good" she says trying to ease her confusion of the situation, "well i'd hope so, i was born in Russia and spent 20 years there." you said chuckling at this. she nervously laughed, pretending she wasn't embarrassed.

Natasha had walked in about a few minutes earlier without us noticing. she walked in front of both of you, taking the beer out of your hand, downing the rest of it, "cmon nat" you say pushing her lightly, taking the beer from her, shaking it to see if there's any left, you roll your eyes in annoyance and use your magic to make it go from your hand to the recycling bin.

"so, you made the yelena belova intimidated" she says winking at me, "i did what now?" you say raising your eyebrows. "she did not! i just didn't know she spoke Russian" the woman threw her hands up in annoyance, trying to make the excuse, "and german, Italian, arabic, latin, Spanish and i speak a little Chinese aswell" you say adding a small wink at the end of your sentence. "Natasha isn't the only one who speaks more than one language" you say chuckling, before walking out of the kitchen, you throw a small smile and wink at Yelena, to make her blush.

Later that day

"hey, um can i come in" you hear from outside your door, thick Russian accent. it was Yelena, "yeah sure" she opens the door quickly, shutting herself inside. "you okay?" you say raising an eyebrow, looking up from your laptop, "um natasha is trying to make me wear a dress, because stark is throwing a party, and i hate dresses" she says adding a small gag, you laugh at her, she was absolutely adorable.

"put this on" you say throwing my favorite suit at her,you turn around as she starts to undress, "okay, how does it look" she says twirling around, "perfect" you say adjusting the collar around her neck, she was absolutely stunning, you really liked this woman.

you've never liked party's, especially the ones stark threw, so you never went. around 2 hours after the party had started, Yelena came up to your room, "you're not at the party" she says opening the door, "no shit" you respond, sitting up in your bed. she sits down beside you, all she does was smile at you, you didn't see her smiling that often so it was nice to see. "what's got you all smiley" you say rolling your eyes, "oh just a girl" she says keeping the same stare at you.

"a girl?..."

a/n: sorry this part took so long, i haven't had much time lately and i haven't been feeling the best so part two will be out when i have the motivation to write it but be patient:)