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Elizabeth Olsen is a well known actress. Known for her roles as Wanda Maximoff and Leigh Shaw. There has only been a few people who have been in a public relationship with her, and Lieutenent Y/N Y/L/N wasn't one of them.
They were first together briefly when they were in high school. They split before graduation since Y/N decided to join the Marines. They were esch others first everything. First kiss. First time. First love. But both remained the best of friends.
Y/N would send her letters telling her about everything. The people they met. The drills they had to complete. Wishing her the best of luck with her dreams. Not that she needed it.
The first time Y/N came home after their first tour, Lizzie found herself at their door. Soon finding herself in their bed. Sweaty bodies writhing in ecstasy. Laying cuddled up talking into the night. About anything and everything.
Of course those moments of weakness ceased when either was in a relationship. Although they both remained a huge part of each others lives. Y/N was protective of Lizzie. They knew every aspect of Elizabeth Olsen. They saw her at her most vulnerable. Most emotional. They saw more of her than anyone ever had. Y/N was someone she could be anything with. They were her safe place. Her person.
The two always gravitated towards each other. Even their partners would get jealous of their relationship. That was how Y/N became single once more.
"She is a bitch." Lizzie exclaimed as she sat with Y/N as they packed for their next tour.
"I should be used to the rejection by now." They shrugged as Lizzie tilted her head at them. Y/N's eyes finding the ring shining on her left ring finger.
Robbie had recently popped the question and of course Lizzie accepted. Robbie was a bit unsure about Lizzie and Y/N's friendship. Especially whenever Y/N would be around, Lizzie would gravitate over to Y/N and cuddle into them.
"You shouldn't be." Lizzie said as she rose to her feet. "You are amazing Y/N. In every single way and any woman would be lucky to have you." Y/N just scoffed as they carried on packing and making sure their uniform was freshly pressed. "We should do something before you leave on monday. We should throw you a bon voyage party."
"No. We don't need to Lizzie." Y/N told her softly. "I just want to be alone."
"No. Y/N, you're my best friend and I want to spend time with you before you leave. Making memories." Lizzie told them as they shook their head.
"Your fiancè wouldn't be too happy with that Lizzie." Y/N spoke softly as they held her left hand. "Robbie isn't a fan of mine and I am pretty sure he is hating that you are here with me right now."
"He doesn't know." Lizzie whispered with her head down as Y/N chuckled, zipping their bag.
"So I am now your dirty little secret." They stated as they left the bedroom. Lizzie following them.
