marvel women one shots

I'm here- y.b

words- 1344

trigger warnings- slight mention of blood.

Y/n POV

I've always suffered from anxiety but when i joined the Avengers it made it worse. Don't get me wrong i wouldn't change my job for anything in the world, but it has it's downfalls. For example, we lose our battles sometimes, we get guilt if someone gets hurt and it was because of our mistakes. But we personally i suffer with anxiety. Me and Yelena have been dating for near enough a year and it's been great. But tonight it wasn't. 

She has been on a mission for the past month with minimal contact due to her position. I accepted this because it was the job. She told me before she left not to stay up late when she was due home incase she came home early, but I'm a rule breaker. It was 1:04 am and she was due home 2 hours ago and we hadn't heard off her since a week ago. As an overthinker my mind came up with 101 possibilities and almost all of them was bad. What if she's hurt or worse what if she's dead.

I gave up on the idea of sleep when it hit 1. My mind just would not let me rest. I decided to get changed into a pair of basketball shorts and a jersey and go and train until my limbs were too tired that they had to rest. 

I walked downstairs into the training room i had never seen it so empty, usually someone was always training or there was a quiet hum of music but this late at night everyone was in bed sound asleep so i could only hear the rain drops hit against the window's. It was peaceful

I didn't bother putting on boxing gloves to protect my knuckles from the hard material. Frankly i didn't care i just had to get my mind to rest. I started to punch it harder and harder each time as my mind came up with a new scenario. After 10 minuets my knuckles had split and dark red blood was slowly oozing out, a lot of people didn't like the sight of blood. I loved it. Not in a weird way but no matter how much someone tried the shade of red could never compare to anything else.

I was so lost in my mind that i didn't even hear the keys jingle as the entered the front door. A light layer of sweat laced my body and dripped onto the floor forming a sort of puddle. I jumped out of my skin when could hands laced around my waist. But the perfume scent was recognizable. It was Yelena.

Yelena's POV

I came home later than expected and i knew that Y/n would be worried sick. I entered the compound expecting to be met with a dark silence but instead there was a slight noise coming from the training room. The lights were ever so slightly on, someone had dimmed them so the lighting wasn't too harsh on their eyes. As i got closer i realized it was y/n. I knew that they hadn't been able to sleep due to anxiety because this wasn't a irregular occurrence for her.

As i slowly approached her i could see the equipment that she was using. A boxing bag but the lack of protection on her hands quickly caught my attention. Blood covered her knuckles but she didn't care she just hit it harder. I walked up behind her letting my arms wrap around her waist. I scared her evidently as she jumped but she quickly relaxed when she recognized me.

I gently grabbed both her hands and placed them in mine. I looked down at the damage she had inflicted on herself and looked back up. A worried facial expression covered my face my eyebrows furrowed at her. " I'm okay i swear" she mumbled looking at the ground avoiding my stare. " come, let me clean it up?" i asked but we both knew it wasn't up for debate.

I took her to the bathroom and sat her on the counter. I was looking around for the medical kit. " if you can't find it, it doesn't matter" she said as she hopped of the counter about to leave the room. I blocked her path giving her a very stern look to which she slouched back against the counter. "aha" i celebrated as i found the medical kit. I bandaged both her hands up and then looked her in the eye. She quickly removed her glare at the floor avoiding my little lecture that she knew was coming. " you need to put gloves on next time, okay promise me?" she nodded slowly. " I'm going to have a shower and then can we talk or do something?" she asked very persuasively "of course  lyubov moya " i kissed her on the cheek and left the room and went to our bedroom to get changed.

Y/n POV

I stepped into the warm shower letting the water hit my skin and roll down until it hit the floor. My muscles released all their tension at this feeling. I closed my eyes and let the water roll over my head and through my hair. I cleaned myself up and got out. I got changed quickly and met Yelena in our bedroom.

I smiled at her as she was humming to herself whilst on her phone. " hey dorogoy" i said as i entered. " since when did you use Russian?" she was very surprised that i had used her native language. I smiled, i didn't know a lot of Russian only the odd few words that Yelena would use from time to time.

Yelena's POV

I got dragged to the main room by y/n she was giggling the whole way and i had no clue why. "what's got you all giggly " i asked curiously. " please please please can we make some tea?" she begged me and gave me puppy dog eyes. " of course detka (baby)" we made our tea and sat on the sofa.

You and Yelena  are talking about her mission " and then this guy comes out of nowhere and he goes 'time to die' and all so i shot him in the head and said bye bitch!" a smile plastered onto her face and i sat there drinking my tea and listening.

time skip~~~

Yelena's POV

I woke up to getting hit in the face with a pillow which was super confusing because i didn't even remember going to sleep. I slowly opened my eyes as they were still adjusting to the light change. As i looked up i saw basically all the Avengers hovering over me laughing their asses off at my reaction to being woken up so harshly. I watched as Wanda raised the pillow over her head again as i soon realized the target wasn't me it was the y/c/h girl fast asleep in my arm. " you hit her and I'll kill you" i hissed at all of them. They continued laughing as they hit her over the head.

She started to stir in my arms at the harsh contact that the pillow had made with her face. I held her close and whispered and told her not to worry and that i had her. I gave the others a very stern death stare. The all walked off laughing, i tried to keep y/n asleep but all the noise startled her and woke up. "hey baby" she whispered i basically melted at her raspy voice that i had missed for so long. we spent the rest of the day cuddling on the sofa binge watching shows and eating trash food. But that didn't matter we were in each other's comapny.

A/n

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i haven't proof read over this story so I'm sorry if there is any mistakes i also used google translate for the Russian so I'm sorry if its incorrect. Hope you enjoyed this one :)