Maroon - A Collection of Marvel Women One Shots

Rooftop Meeting (Female Reader X Yelena Belova)

Post Hawkeye - (Female Reader X Yelena Belova) [X Bishova if you squint]
Summary: You get saved in more ways than one.
Word Count: 1.6K
Content: Trauma, Suicidal Thoughts and Actions, Feelings, Mentions of Natasha, Comfort at the end.

As the cool breeze of autumn slowly crept into the thin air of the later months did you finally stop caring.

About all of it.

This year... well, if we're being honest, these last couple of years hadn't been easy. It felt like one big fuck you after the other, and even when happy memories were made, and parties were celebrated. None of it seemed to matter.

And yeah, you tried talking to people. A therapist here or there. But they couldn't help you or understand you how you wanted. Or you failed to show up to them all together. They were nice but... you knew you had crossed a point with yourself.

So, with a deep sigh, you stepped onto the ledge of your employer's building in the middle of downtown.

Sure, there were other ways this could go. But stepping onto an invincible floor was more straightforward for your brain to process as opposed to shoving down pills.

So you step closer to the edge. However, the wind blew above the high rises, making you stumble back.

Were you scared?

"I wouldn't do that." A heavily accented voice spoke up behind you as a figure landed on the rooftop, making you jump and turn around with a startled look. You were expecting to see a security guard, but instead, you were greeted with the sight of a blonde in a green... superhero suit.

You quickly scanned the woman up and down and found the markings of the Black Widow on her weaponry.

Shit, she was hot and deadly.

"This would not be a cool way to die." The pretty blonde spoke as she stepped- no strutted past you to look over the edge. With a sigh, she shook her head. "Too messy."

Your eyes tracked her and her calm demeanor. She knew you were thinking about jumping and was making jokes?

She walked past you again and pulled out her phone.

Is she texting?

Was your suicide attempt boring her?

"Who are you?" You asked as a small part of you thought she might be a ghost from your past. Or just an actual hero. You haven't seen too many of them lately.

Well, aside from the one spider-guy.

The blonde finished typing on her phone before she put it away and looked over at you before smiling and walking towards you. "I'm Yelena." She stuck out her fingerless gloves hand and shook yours. Her touch was soft but firm. "What's your name?" She asked as she looked into your eyes.

Did people look at people like this?

Was she flirting?

Or was she thinking of all the ways she could save you?

"I'm Y/n."

Yelena smiled back before softly dropping your hand. She then began to walk around on the rooftop as if she had nothing going on. You kept your eyes on her.

"Are you just going to hang out?" You asked.

Yelena shrugged. "Are you going to jump?" Her voice remained stoic. "Why? Are you going to try and save me?" You asked a little more defensively than you meant to. The blonde noticed. "Do you want me to?" Yelena asked as she crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her face to you.