Y/N POV:
"Was she good?" I ask again since I didn't receive an answer from the blonde the first time round of questioning her enjoyment.
No one's POV:
"Don't answer that" Bucky sighs, silently praying that she kept her mouth shut, knowing that Yelena would probably be honest about it all.
Yelena POV:
I froze. I couldn't think of an answer on the spot.
"Come on Yelena. You said you want to talk about it, so let's talk about it. How was she?" she re-asks me, raising her voice once again.
I sigh, "She was..."
No one's POV:
"Awful" Tony begs for her to say, not wanting another argument to break out between them.
"She was horrible" Bucky suggests for her to say, even though he knows she can't hear him.
"Not good. Not good" Tony continues.
Yelena POV:
"She was different" I finish. Wanting her to know some form of the truth but not wanting to hurt her more because I know if I was completely honest and owned up to how much I enjoyed it then she'd break.
No one's POV:
"Oooww" Bucky exhaled the breath that he was holding in when waiting for Yelena to finish her sentence.
"Uh, oh" Tony was now the one saying.
Y/N POV:
I can't believe she just said that. Of all things she could have said she said that? It probably hurt more than her just telling me straight up that she enjoyed it. "Good different?" I question, furrowing my eyebrows in anger.
"Nobody likes change I-" Yelena stumbles over her own words.
"Ugh, you're just-" I begin to rent whilst whacking her with the newspaper that Tony had read this morning that was still laying on the kitchen table.
"Okay, okay, okay" Yelena pushes me off of her slightly.
No one's POV:
"Should we do something?" Wanda questions, slightly anxious considering the whole situation.
"Yeah. Never cheat on y/n" Tony lightly jokes to ease the tension that could have been cut in half with a butter knife.
Yelena POV:
"I'm sorry, okay. I'm sorry, I was disgusted with myself. And this morning I was so- I was so upset and then I got your message and I was so happy, and all I wanted to do was get her out of my apartment as fast as po-" I ramble and she stops me in my tracks. I've said too much.
"Woah, woah, woah. Wait a minute. What time did your little friend leave?" she cuts in, I could no longer look her in the eyes, she caught me out. "Oh my god, she was there, she was still there? She was in there when I was in there!" she figures out and I reluctantly hand her the newspaper back. She begins to hit me with it again and I allow it. "Ugh!" she groans while becoming more forceful with her actions.
I move slightly once she starts to hit the same spot too often. "Listen. Hey, hey, the important thing is she meant- she meant nothing to me" I remind her.
"And yet she was worth jeopardising our relationship!" she roars while throwing the newspaper against the kitchen counter, not caring if she knocked anything over in the process.
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Marvel OneShots
FanfictionY/n is part of the marvel cast and is close friends with all of her colleagues. Their time spent on-set together can be just as fun and as chaotic as their time off-set. (Sometimes marvel scenes will be included) Open for suggestions for one-shots...
