Belated Fate (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader)

Chapter 24. Shared intimacy

A/n: heeyy lovely people :) so firstly, it's a 6k words chapter, 5 of which are smut, so please if you're uncomfortable with it you better skip this part. secondly, if you know me irl — i never wrote it, you never read it, we don't discuss it. enjooooy :) 

Y/n's POV:

"You know, if someone told me a few months ago that I'd fall in love with the same Elizabeth Olsen I once met at that event, then become the reason of her calling off the wedding, take her to my home and Scarlet Johansson will be our driver, I'd call this person delusional," I say as I help El unpack some of her things she grabbed on our way here.

"I can say the same thing, because falling in love with the daughter of our partners, who is six years younger than me and running away from under the wedding crown because of her, chasing her to the airport - this is definitely not what I expected from life," she smiled at me, pressing her lips to my cheek for a couple of seconds, causing a slight blush to creep through them.

"Wait, you ran right from under the wedding crown?!" I asked in surprise, staring at her with wide eyes, dropping her T-shirt from my hands, which I wanted to hang among my clothes in a large closet.

"I know, I know, I'm an asshole and had to be this dramatic," she shrugs, pursing her lower lip as she continues unpacking her stuff.

"That's a total main character moment, El." I seem to be unable to take my eyes off her, totally getting distracted from my actions, examining every inch of her face and body, realizing that now I can do this without fear that she will catch my too attentive look at her and she only grins, giving me an amused smile.

"Well, so, we're kind of done with my things, I'll pick up the rest of them on Monday and explain everything to Boyd along the way," she smiles guiltily to herself, not looking at me and I can only imagine how this whole situation feels for her, making a mental note to ask her if she needs to speak this out a little bit later.

"And then I will have to find some apartment or house, because that one belongs to him," she runs her hand through her hair, looking at the now empty suitcase and chaotically running her eyes around the room, as if a thousand different thoughts fill her head.

"Hey, I thought you were going to stay here," I pout resentfully, "you don't want to live with me?" I ask uncertainly, sitting down on the edge of the bed and fixing my gaze on her face, searching for any sign that this is true.

She immediately locks her eyes with mine, raising her eyebrows in surprise, and then says: "I just thought people don't usually start living together from the beginning of a relationship and that would make you uncomfortable." She shyly lowers her eyes somewhere down, starting to play with her rings, but I stop her movements, getting up from the bed and gently taking both of her hands in mine, bringing one of them to my lips to place a small kiss on it.

"It would be more than comfortable for me, I promise, I'd love to share a home with you. I mean, it doesn't really matter when we start living together, that's how we get to know each other's habits sooner," I smile at her, lifting my chin a little, staring straight into her iridescent forest eyes, and she recreates the same bright smile, wrapping her hands around my waist and pulling me towards her.

"Are you sure?" Elizabeth asks in a whisper, as if she is sharing some secret with me, and I reach for her alluring lips to connect them with mine in a honey kiss. The desire to spend an eternity like this completely envelops me as she squeezes my body tightly, as if trying to turn us into one.

"I'm sure," I answer, slowly breaking the kiss but not even thinking of letting her go, afraid that it was all just a dream and if I decide to remove my hands from her body, she will certainly disappear, shattering the feeling of pure peace in my soul.