The following is a collection of One-Shots that I have created about Black Widows Yelena Belova x Reader (You). If you have any suggestions for topics I should cover, please let me know! I hope you enjoy it!
Summary: Following a tumble in the bedroom with Yelena, you are forced to join her parents and Natasha for dinner. This is a part two from Love-Bites (Yelena Belova x Reader)
Word Count: 1,500
Translations: Malishka (Baby), Dorogoy (Dear)
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You were standing in front of Yelena's mirror when you found a green-tinted concealer in her makeup bag. Dabbling it around your raw skin as it burned with each soft touch, finally applying it directly to the hickeys. Though you wish you could admit you were paying attention to what you were doing, that was a lie.
In the reflection of the mirror, Yelena watched you while she began to button up her red blouse that you were fond of, covering her black lace bra. Although you remembered her frustration caused the buttons to fall on your stomach, the top was only able to be buttoned halfway.
"Enjoying the show?" She called out as your face fluttered red, you turned back to the mirror as you tutted.
"You can't wear the blouse."
"Says who?"
"Me"
"Oh, someone's feisty! What's the problem?"
"I can still see your bra."
"Oh? What's the problem then?"
"I won't be able to keep my eyes off you."
"Good." In the process of approaching you, Yelena slowly put on her rings before she spoke to you.
"Let me help" Her voice was soft enough to make you agree with her, no questions asked. As she slowly tilted your head back, staring at the ceiling, she put her hand around your throat, not applying pressure. As you heard her soft laughter, you couldn't help but gulp.
"I still make you nervous?"
"Always"
"You know, it's quite disrespectful to hide something I gave you", she complained, referring to the love bites that stained your neck.
"I want to make a good impression on your family. I want them to love me as stupid as those sounds. I think I'm already screwed considering Natasha." Your speech was muffled as Yelena masked the bright red marks on your neck with concealer so that they would not be visible at dinner.
"Shh, Malishka. They will love you, not as much as I love you." With a delicate kiss, she removed her hand from your throat. You could feel your stomach filling with knots as she grabbed your hand and led you out of the room effortlessly. She feels her stomach tighten at the thought of meeting her family for the first time.
It was probably a relief to have met Natasha, but not in the best circumstances. You felt at ease as you walked down the stairs, the smell of food relaxing you as you bit your lip. Entering the dining room with Yelena holding your hand tightly. You suddenly felt two sets of eyes on you as she rubbed your knuckles gently to relax you. Alexei and Natasha.
