you kept me like a secret (but i kept you like an oath) - Yelena x Reader

Chapter 1

You're late for your ethics lecture. Well, late to being there early enough to get a good seat at least.

You mentally curse when you walk in through the side doors and see that your usual spot has been taken. You drown out the chatter of the lecture hall, eyes darting around until you land on an empty table seat. Before you sit, you look at the woman next to you typing away at her laptop. You can tell she's tall even when she's sitting down.

"Excuse me," you start. She turns to look at you, and for the first time you get a good look at her. Her sharp features are offset by the round glasses she wears, but her gaze still intimidates you. Nevertheless, you were enchanted for a brief moment. Suddenly you're glad you were a little late for once. "Is the seat next to you taken?"

"No, you can sit there."

"Thanks," you say. When you get your things settled, you can't stop yourself from stealing glances at her. She seems familiar, and you note that you always see her when you manage to get to class earlier than usual. You accidentally meet her eyes for a second and you quickly avert your gaze. You can see her blink at you from your peripheral and your ears start turning red. Smooth.

"How early do you show up to class?" Was your attempt at small talk.

"I always get here 20 minutes early to make sure I get one of these table seats," she says. "I'm not really comfortable with the seats with the attached desks. No leg room."

"Ah."

You both don't say anything else to each other after that, but the silence makes you uncomfortable.

"What's your name? I feel like I've seen you around a lot."

She pushes up her glasses and continues typing away at her laptop as she answers you.

"Yelena," she pauses her typing. "You?"

"Y/N," you answer.

Yelena opens her mouth to say something but is interrupted when the professor begins the class. You're mildly disappointed, wanting to talk to her more.

You're unable to focus during the lecture just because you're so aware of Yelena. Her aura is confident and imposing.

An hour and a half passes and you've absorbed none of the new material. You sigh and quickly pack your things and stand up, already dreading the extra work you'll have to do later. You turn towards Yelena. You wanted to at least get her number before you leave. Something holds you back right as you decide to go for it, and you're left facing her with your mouth half-open.

"You look like you want to tell me something," Yelena says. She slips her laptop back into her bag.

"Yeah— I, uh," you stammer. "I wanted to ask for your number and, uh, see if you wanted to hang out later." She smirks at you and your heart flips. Fuck.

"Asking me out already?" She teases. "No!" you say. Your reply came out harsher than you expected, and you wince. "I just wanted to be friends with you, that's... all." Fuck, fuck.

You could have sworn you saw something flash across her eyes, and it made you inwardly scold yourself again.

"Yeah... I was just teasing, don't worry about it." You give her your phone and she enters her number.

"It was nice meeting you," she gives back your phone. "Do you wanna get coffee together before lecture tomorrow?"

You raise your eyebrows at her. You didn't think she'd be the one initiating anything. "Yeah! That sounds fun. I'll text you later about it."