Yelena Belova/Florence Pugh imagines

Yelena Belova - Y.B

A/n: not me literally adding a keyboard in Russian for this story because wattpad won't let me copy paste (btw this one shot is in a combination of Spanish and Russian)

Yelena hates when I call her by her actual name. According to her she is "Princess" "love" "baby" any pet name you can think of or all of that in Spanish or Russian

"Привет детка" said my girlfriend walking out of our room

"Buenos días Yelena"

"Елена?"

"Es tu nombre, no? I asked

"Y/n, ты назвала меня Еленой с миллисекунды с которой мы начали встречаться"

"Porque te molesta tanto?"

"Серьезно?"

"Que???"

"Что дальше? Ты начнёшь меня Беловой?"

"Si no estoy brava la respuesta sería que no."

"Y/n прекрати!" She whined

"Ey cálmate, sólo me estoy metiendo contigo mi amor."

"Ты сука! Это было просто подло!"

"¡Te amoooo!"

"Пошёл Ты!" I raised my eyebrow and she sighed "Я тоже тебя детка"

"Did you guys just have a whole conversation in two different languages?" Thor asked which scared us because we had no idea he was there

"Thor how long have you been standing there?" asked my girlfriend in her heavy Russian accent I almost forgot she had

"Uh most of the conversation actually! I uh- of course didn't understand a single word but it was quite entertaining!"

"You are really quiet for such a large man"

"Yeah I get that a lot actually!"

We all just awkwardly nodded at each other for a while until we [silently] collectively decided to just leave.