Manners Maketh Man [Yelena Belova X Male Reader]

14 Months Later...

They both began running through the RAFT as Y/N set of the timers, the two were nearing the helicopters, Jack boarded the helicopter and Y/N boarded after him just as the RAFT sank into the ocean, while the Helicopter was ascending it hit some turbulence and Y/N fell from the side, barely managing to grab the landing bars underneath the chopper, as he was pulling himself up into the helicopter a bullet hit him in his stomach, Y/N looked to Yelena in shock who was in shock as Y/N's hand slipped and he plummeted down into the ocean along with the wreckage of the RAFT.

Yelena shot awake in her bed, the cold sweat running down her back. It had been fourteen months since Y/N died, and her nightmares weren't going away any time soon, she hated the fact that he was gone, another person she cared about was dead, she'd been given time away from the Kingsman to grieve, not that it had made anything easier. She missed her friend, her lover, her work partner. Yelena stood up and headed to the bathroom to get herself a shower, she stood under the water as it ran over her body, she expected her boyfriend to join her and give her a massage, but it never came, she was left just standing there, her tears mixing with the water from the shower.

When Yelena was finished showering she got out and dried herself before getting dressed for her first day back. Yelena looked over to her bedside table and glanced at the bottle of pills on it.

"No. You can't Yelena, not after last time." Yelena muttered to herself before leaving her home and getting a taxi to the Kingsman shop for another day off the mission roster.

Jack was off on a mission, yet another thing to worry about for Yelena, she hated it, but knew he was coping in his own way.

As Yelena walked in the Agents were all in a meeting.

"Ah, Percival welcome back. Please, sit." Harry said as Yelena sat down and donned her glasses, she was nervous being back in work. "Now. What did you want to talk about?"

"I was wondering when I would be allowed back onto the mission rosters. I know that you said to just wait but, I feel so useless being stuck here, He's gone, he died in a mission saving me, it's my fault he's dead." Yelena stated as Harry sighed.

"Yelena...Y/N was one of the bravest people I knew, he was also one of the few people who confided in me, I know that he wouldn't blame you for his death." Harry reassured Yelena. "As for you returning to missions, right now we have no field work that require your specific skillset, but we do need someone to check on Wanda Maximoff, make sure she's alive and well. You can do that."

"Fine. But you would tell me if there was a real mission wouldn't you? This isn't just throwing me a bone or something to make me feel better is it?" Yelena asked as Harry gave her a reassuring smile.

"The next mission that requires your skills, I'll let you know." Harry said as Yelena nodded, leaving to go and pack her bags for a trip to New York.

Wanda's Cabin, Upstate New York (Six hours later):

Wanda was going about her normal daily routine, she was still recovering from yet another death of a friend, Y/N's death had hit her and Yelena more than most. Yelena was barely keeping it together, but Wanda was broken. She wasn't eating properly, she would rarely go out to the nearby town or to visit the other Avengers, she would spend most of the day crying or remembering her friends and family that have died.

She was currently sitting on the porch overlooking the lake outside her log cabin, she was looking at a photo of Y/N, Natasha, Vision, and herself, it was taken shortly after she had joined the Avengers, with Y/N, Natasha and Vision making her feel the most welcome, she looked at the photo and remembered that she was the only one in it that was still alive.

"Why is it that everyone I get close to ends up dying because of me?!" Wanda yelled in a fit of rage as she felt the building shake, she looked down at her hands and saw her magic beginning to manifest, immediately Wanda stopped the magic and put her head in her hands and wept, Y/N had done so much to protect her after Westview, he kept her from a death sentence, acted as a therapist to stop her from embracing her Scarlet Witch identity, and now he'd died for her. Wanda was disgusted that she'd just nearly wasted that sacrifice by losing nearly control and letting her powers loose, she wished she was never given these powers, that way her friends wouldn't be dead.

As Wanda wept into her hands she heard the feather light footsteps behind her and turned to see Yelena stood there.

"Yelena? Have you come to kill me, for Y/N? Because I wouldn't blame you." Wanda said as Yelena's face dropped.

"Why would I kill you? It wasn't your fault." Yelena said as she refrained from saying 'it was mine'. She didn't feel like another person telling her that is wasn't.

"I got him dragged into my problems, it was my fault that they wanted you both."

"You know Y/N, he would have gotten involved anyway, and I would have followed him. They already wanted us both." Yelena said warmly as she put her arm around Wanda.

Unknown Location:

The prisoner was used to this, he'd been in this exact routine since he was captured. Torture from 6 AM to 4:30 AM. Every single day was the same. But he had yet to give up.

"You will tell us what we want to know, how long this takes, is up to you." The Russian man said as his prisoner looked up at him and scoffed, the prisoner began to chuckle. "Oh, you find this amusing?"

The Woman who was torturing the prisoner grabbed them by the back of the head and shoved the prisoners head into the ice cold water for a full minute before pulling the prisoner out who was coughing.

"This can be very simple, just tell me what I want to know. I just want to help you...Mr L/N"