Nat x Wanda x Yelena One Shots

Tourettes • y.b.

I do not have tourettes, this idea came from a video I watched on TIkTok of a British girl with Tourette's.
Please be aware of what you comment on this one please, thank you. Enjoy!
[Third Person...]

Today was a bad day for you, and your ticks. You suffered from Tourette's but usually not this bad.

You have been under so much stress, and been trying to hide them from your girlfriend so she wouldn't be so worried, she knew your ticks acted up worse when you felt more stress or anxiety. So you've been avoiding her for the past few days, she knows about them, but she doesn't know how bad they can get.

"Holy shit- mother fucker" you say clapping your hands together. Tears pricked your eyes as you just wanted to lay down and rest.

You tried your best to not call Yelena's name during your ticks because sometimes they can confuse her, but they were uncontrollable so if you did, there was nothing you or she can do.

"I miss you- Yelena, boom. ah- f-fuck."

Yelena was walking past your room and heard her name so she smiled walking into your room but was sad when she seen you were struggling, your ticks getting more violent as they resorted from clapping together to forming fists and hitting your eye repeatedly.

"Fuck you, you fucking wanker!"

You weren't British, but ticks can do anything from causing you to make yourself do an accent, to hitting yourself, to cussing other people out. Even calling other people's names repeatedly. It was like you were trapped in a body someone else was controlling. It scared you a lot most days, these were one of those days, unfortunately.

"Yelena, Yelena. Yelena! Yelena. Yelena!" You began yelling repeatedly as you seen her, tears falling freely down your now reddened cheeks.

Yelena quickly grabbed your fists trying to gently as she could hold onto your wrists. She caressed your skin with her thumbs as your head jerked forward.

"Oh bloody hell! Bloody hell!" You yelled

"Do you want your gloves, my love?" She asks gently, ready to grab the gloves that don't stop your ticks against yourself but will stop the blows from being so hurtful. You nodded quickly, she quickly ran to the drawer grabbing them before putting them onto your fists.

"Yelena! Yelena. Yelena! Yelena! Help me! Please!" You yelled

"What can I do?" She asked sadly

"N-not me, Yelena! Fuck! Help me! N-not me." You said, but she knew you were trying to say the ticks were causing you to say that. So she wrapped her arms around your waist and hugged you, she held you as you sat at the corner of your bed flailing your arms every so often.

"Holy fuck! I love you, I love you. Ah- shit! Romanoff! Fuck. Wiggly woos, BOOM!" You yelled, the two redheads ran to the room to see what was going on and why their names and nicknames were being called.

When they got there they were met with you trying to fight your ticks as Yelena fought to hold you, trying to help you through this.

"I'm a little tea pot, fuck! Agh!" You screamed the last part in frustration you threw your hands down as tears flowed down your cheeks.

Wanda came over, as well as Natasha. Natasha brushed your hair back as well as she could, while Wanda made her way into your mind. She couldn't do much about the ticks, but she could put you into a slumber that you had been wanting.

When you went limp in Yelena's arms, she smiled a sad smile. She rubbed your back not yet wanting to let you go, but still laid you in bed before getting in with you, holding you close.

"You okay?" Tasha whispered.

"It hurts to know she's hurting." Yelena says as she hiccuped.

"I know she gets scared even though she's lived with it her whole life, she gets scared. She's my baby, she's- I love her, Natasha. I don't want to see her like this." Yelena says crying. Natasha sits and listens, as does Wanda.

"I'll talk to Bruce and Tony, maybe there's something we can do to minimize her ticks or at least the more violent ones... do they know?"

Yelena shakes her head, no.

"Can I tell them?" She nods, and off goes Wanda.

"I'ma go get y/n some water, she's going to be thirsty when she wakes up." Yelena nods, Natasha leaves the room and Lena kissed your head as you snored on her chest.

"It's okay, moya lyubov. We'll find a way for your ticks not to be so much one day. I love you so much." She whispers the last part.

And she did, she loved you so much.

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Hello, please be aware some people may have Tourettes reading this, and they WILL read the comment section. Do not comment anything negative or too insensitive.