Witchy wife

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Yelena Belova x Witch!Reader

Requested by Anon​

Halloween event


Natasha stopped as she entered her kitchen. "Yelena. I'm in the middle of a mission. I have an informant arriving at any moment." She said. Not unkindly. Just with a sisterly tone that rang out with; please come back with your problem after I've had a seven-hour nap.

"What do you do when you find out your wife's a witch?" Yelena asked Natasha. She slurred a little and Natasha pulled the bottle Yelena was pouring shots from.

"What?" She asked Yelena who let Natasha sit her on her kitchen chair.

"I found out that (Y/N) is a witch." Yelena grumbled.

"Right? But you knew (Y/N) wasn't entirely human?" Natasha asked unsure how else to say it.

"Yes but this isn't like Wanda or Strange. (Y/n) is a witch. A real house-haunting, broom-riding, cauldron-stirring witch! I walked in on everything in the house moving by itself, the cooker was cooking something by itself, the plants on the balcony were being watered by a magic watering can and I swear the hoover apologised to me after I tripped over it."

"Again. You've seen stuff like this happen before.'' Natasha said, hoping the route of the problem would be found before her informant made it to the door.

"I know. But never all at once. It was very startling and (Y/N) said that they always tone it down when I'm home in case it upsets me because it upset their ex. I left." Yelena grumbled.

"Well, that was stupid." Natasha muttered.

"Oh! Thank you. Very helpful advice." Yelena leaned around and looked at something behind Natasha. She jumped when she turned and saw you.

"Someone is at your door." You said with a smile. Shortly after the knock sounded. "I'll take Yelena home."

"Will you?" Yelena said as she pointed the half-empty bottle at you.

"Yes. I'm sorry I said you can't handle a lot of magic. But you did freak out." You said and smiled at her.

"I am sorry for freaking out." Yelena said. Natasha smiled as you nodded and held out your hand. She took it and the two of you vanished.

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