IMAGINES MARVEL

Yelena - truth or dare

Hi folks! This new imagine is about Yelena! I'm so happy to share it with you! I hope you'll like it.

You couldn't stop smiling. It was the perfect evening; you, a good fish and ships and Yelena. You two were planning this date for months no. It was so good to finally have free time to spend together.

"Your turn," you said, drinking another swallow of your beer, "truth or dare?"

"Dare." she quickly answered.

"I dare you to... I don't know! You've already done every 'dare' I had in mind."

"Alright. Truth."

"Thank you." your voice was filled up with joy; it was such a beautiful night, "So...What's your favorite color?"

"What? This is a stupid question."

"Okay, another one...What's your sister's name?"

She froze, you bit your lips. I'm so stupid, you thought.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to answer."

"Her name was Natasha. She died. End of the story." Her accent had been stronger when she said the name.

You took another swallow of your drink. You clearly needed it after your stupid mistake.

"I'm sorry," you whispered.

"Don't be, it's been a long time since she died. I guess I have to move forward."

"Moving forward doesn't mean stopping talking about her."

"I know. She was all I had, you know? My big sister." She finished her beer and looked at you; you couldn't read her eyes.

"What do you wanna know about her?"

"Nothing. You don't have to."

"But I'm asking you; I want to talk about her."

"What was she like?"

"Annoying." she said first, then she began to smile, "and loving, caring...She always looked after me. She was very nice."

"She must have been." You felt that Yelena wanted to keep going on so you let her talk.

"The first memory I have with her is of the day when we took family pictures. it was all fake, but she made it so... Real. I remember her telling me that even if there were no presents in the boxes, it was Christmas. It was a good day because we were together." She wiped out a single tear on her cheek. "I miss her a lot. It is so unfair. She should have survived. I mean, she deserved it."

"She did. And so do you." You put your hand on her arm. "You deserve to live to."

"I guess I do."

"Tell me... Your biggest idiocy."

Her face lighted up.

"I wasn't an idiocy-making child you know."

"You keep telling yourself that."

"Okay, so maybe I did one or two idiocies. The worst one was when I cut -oh my god I was such a trouble-maker-, the ponytail or a girl." You started laughing.

"Really?"

"She was so annoying! She wouldn't stop telling me that Natasha was a witch because she was red-haired. Nat never knew I did it." She burst into laughter.

"You were really..."

"Monstruous."

"Incredible."

You both laughed harder. You met her eyes; she was so gorgeous. She saw that you stopped breathing.

"What?"

"You're gorgeous."

She smiled timidly.

"You're not too bad either."

You were filled with happiness. This evening was perfect. You ordered another beer. The sun was long gone. There were no people in the restaurant; just you two. You would have given everything to make this moment last forever.

"It was a good idea. This date I mean."

"I know. I'm such a genius."

"That's not good for your ego, but yes you are."

"I'm not gonna forget it," you said.

"You better not."

You smiled once again. Your other beer was served; the night was only beginning.