Olivia grinned, "I like you too."
Yelena nodded, patting Olivia's shoulder and sitting back down at the table. Olivia joined her, as she continued to wrap Olivia's arms. She had something playing on her mind, Olivia noticed.
"Do you love my sister?" Yelena asked, her green eyes looking to the brunette with concern. Olivia's brows knotted in confusion. Of course she loves Natasha, wasn't it obvious?
"With all of my heart. Why? Are you planning on interrogating me about the relationship?" Olivia joked, but Yelena wasn't laughing. She kept a concrete visage, pinning the bandages together.
"Do you think she would ever hurt you?" Yelena questioned.
"No...I don't."
"You would never hurt her, right?"
"Where are you going with this, Yelena?" Olivia asked, slamming her arm down and accidentally hitting the wound dead on. Olivia suppressed a pained groan as Yelena breathed in deeply.
"I saw Izzy with Natasha..."
"They're friends." Olivia got annoyed at Yelena's implication and glared at her. Yelena didn't flinch, she knew what she saw.
"Then why was my sister shirtless?" She spat out her words and Olivia's face softened into sadness, leaning back into her chair and beginning to breathe heavily. Tears swam in her eyes and she tried to hide the frowning lip. Yelena reached over and held her hand comfortingly.
"I'm sorry, I just had to tell you."
"Were they doing anything?" Olivia asked, tears now falling out of anger.
"They were um...talking about having...intercourse...with each other."
"The motherfuckers." Olivia slammed her fist against the table and got up to run to Natasha's room and confront the two. But Yelena got up, and pressed a hand to Olivia's chest.
"You are angry, don't do this now."
Natasha and Izzy meanwhile, turned to each other in a frenzy. Izzy threw her a bra and Natasha got changed quickly, throwing on any old t shirt to make herself half decent. Izzy began to panic (shocker) and ran out of the room, with Natasha following behind.
Yelena and Olivia decided to go out for the day and deal with the situation later, so Olivia could let all the anger simmer down and to be honest, Yelena was really craving doughnuts. Izzy stopped her running the moment she saw the two walking out of the door. Natasha stopped aswell and sighed heavily, running her fingers through her hair.
"I need to call her." Natasha said.
"And say what? We're not actually hooking up like it's not common sense?" Izzy snapped back.
"Don't be angry at me for my delinquent sisters actions!"
"What if she tells Peter?!" Izzy snapped.
"Tell Peter what?" The boys sudden words startled Natasha again and she grabbed Peter by the shoulders angrily.
"If one more person in this compound scares me I'm gouging their eyes out and wearing them as earrings!" She threatened, letting go of Peter, who just wanted to enjoy his bowl of popcorn.
"What happened to you two?"
"Yelena thinks Natasha and I have slept together."
"You haven't, have you?!" Peter asked, his brows frowning.
"Why would she tell you if she had?!" Natasha asked again, taking all of her anger out on the man. He shrugged his shoulders, then continued eating his popcorn.
"I'll be in the cinema room if you guys need me. Good luck with Olivia!" He yelled as he walked off. Natasha sighed again, grunting angrily.
"Yelena better not ruin anything between us or I will kill her."
"We just need to talk to-"
"We want to talk to her but now she's gone! She's stupid for believing her."
"It's going to be fine," Izzy looked to the door and inhaled a shaky breath, "I hope."
