After the meetup concludes, Natasha sits on her bed with a weird feeling in her stomach. She slowly starts to understand what she feels around Tony--safe, warm, a sense of belonging. She sees the billionaire as oddly a safe haven.
Her phone rings quietly which pulls her from the trance. She quickly answers it without checking the caller I.D.
"Hello?"
"Hello, большая сестра." Yelena's voice greets from the other side of the phone.
Natasha smiles. "младшая сестра."
"You promised to keep in touch, have you already forgotten?"
"Of course not. I've just been... occupied."
"Ah, being a superhero?"
"Yes."
"Seems like an odd career choice."
"It saves lives. Technically, you're a superhero too."
Yelena scoffs. "Don't ever call me such a thing again. Anyway, I'm coming over. I need to meet this Tony Stark of yours."
Natasha scoffs lightly. "What is your fascination with Tony Stark?"
"Nothing!" Yelena calls out. "He just seems really fashionable."
"He is. Why don't you come for a visit next week?"
"Okay."
The sisters bid their goodbyes and the phone hangs up. Natasha sits on the foot of the bed as her door knocks.
"Come in." She calls.
Her door opens to reveal Clint Barton. She grins at her best friend.
"Where have you been?" She asks.
"In the vents," he shrugs his shoulders. "Scared the hell out of Barnes. I should've recorded it."
"I think F.R.I.D.A.Y. has you covered."
"Of course, Agent Romanoff." The A.I. confirms as if she's excited over it.
"Yelena is coming next week." The assassin says.
"I'm hiding the knives. She's ruthless."
"Like me."
"Dangerously so."
"Scary."
Well, Clint's not wrong.
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FanfictionThe Avengers are together again after six months of the Rouges on the run. Yes, it's tonynat. In my defense, they were a thing in the comics. Also if you don't like it, that's cool too.
