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Yelena did not press further about the weird vs. fun debate. She knew that no matter what she said, they were both ending up in the matching onesies. And it was a little exciting (but still weird) to think about them wearing matching onesies during Christmas. It would be the first time in a long time that she would be celebrating the holiday. "Kate Bishop, do not be so dramatic. You will just need to stand there while I take your measurements for your vest. It will be very little touching." Yelena continued to cook their meal while she waited for Kate to return with the matching onesies.

“oh  come  on,  it's  not  weird!  it's  fun!”  kate  perked  up.  already  knowing  where  she  has  stashed  their  matching  onesies.  both  with  christmas  patterns.  did  she  buy  it  for  them  cause  they  would  be  celebrating  christmas  together  as  roommates  for  the  first  time?  most  definitely.  once  yelena  agreed,  kate  hopped  up  and  was  about  to  head  to  her  room.  only  pausing  at  the  last  comment.  nearly  tripping  over  her  feet.  “if  you  want  me  to  function  for  more  than  an  hour,  you  can't  say  those  things  to  me.”  almost  tripping  again,  she  headed  to  her  room  to  grab  their  onesies.

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The archer's words were all Yelena needed to hear. They were definitely about to warm up her new bed. Yelena made quick work of the button and zipper on Kate's jeans. She was quick to pull the archer's pants down before pressing her lips to Kate's in another warm kiss. Her hands grabbed hold of the hem of the archer's shirt and pulled it up over Kate's head.

Then, she took hold of Kate's hands and guided them to the button on her pants. She leaned forward to kiss up Kate's neck before whispering in her ear. "Undress me and then get on the bed." She smiled as she started to kiss down Kate's neck.

before  she  could  ramble  any  further,  yelena  managed  to  shut  her  up  with  her  lips  pressed  onto  hers.  all  thoughts  and  nerves  leaving  her  brain  as  their  usual  pattern  began  to  take  over.  no  longer  hesitating  to  return  the  kiss  and  following  the  widow  to  her  new  bed.  might  as  well  christen  the  new  bedroom,  as  they  say.  “we  can  definitely  warm  up  your  new  bed.”  she  muttered  against  the  other's  lips  almost  obediently.

yelena  undoing  her  jeans  caused  her  heart  rate  to  pick  up.  nearly  swallowing  as  her  eyes  looked  down  at  her  hands  then  at  the  other  in  front  of  her.  almost  feeling  breathless  from  the  shared  kiss.  every  single  time,  following  yelena's  lead.  “i-i  want  you.”  simple  words  escaping  her  plumped  lips  as  she  could  feel  the  warmth  and  want  making  itself  known  between  her  legs.  feeling  her  need  for  her  grow  within  each  second.  to  have  their  bodies  tangled  within  the  sheets.

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Yelena looked through the many blue boxes until she decided on the right type of noodles. The one that was Kate's favorite. "That is weird." Yelena decided to lump that piece of information in with all the other weird things that didn't make sense. As she continued to prep their meal, she paused and looked over at Kate. She thought about it for a moment. "Okay. But only if you let me take your measurements later."

“you  know,  you  would  think  people  would.  but  mainly  we  stock  up  on  toilet  paper.”  kate  stated  as  she  continued  to  watch  her  friend  prep  their  meal.  definitely  better  than  the  mints  she  could  find  or  a  box  of  stale  cereal  that  was  most  likely  expired.  at  least  with  being  snowed  in,  there  wasn't  much  to  do  but  eat  and  chill.  “we  should  wear  our  matching  onesies  that  i  got  for  us.”

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It was always the same. They had explored the perks of their friendship many times already. Her partner was always rambling whenever they initiated anything sexual. Her lips curled into a smile at the familiar behavior. "You are so funny, Kate Bishop." Her free hand comes up to cradle the back of the archer's head as she gently pulled Kate in for a kiss.

The feel of the kiss was pleasantly familiar. Warm. Soft. Yelena kissed her again and took a small step back, gently pulling Kate with her without breaking the kiss. "I want to have sex with you on my new bed." She snatched up Kate's lips again with another kiss and continued to pulled her back towards the bed. Yelena broke the kiss when she felt the back of her legs brush against the bedsheets. "Tell me what you want." She set down Kate's glass on the nightstand, and then her hands immediately loosened the button on Kate's jeans.

“new..  new  bed.  cool  cool,  yeah  new  bed.”  stopping  herself  from  a  possible  new  round  of  rambling,  kate's  eyes  moved  from  the  for  now  neatly  made  up  bed  to  the  widow  walking  up  to  her.  watching  as  she  took  the  empty  glass  from  her  and  confrim  that  she  indeed  wanted  to  have  sex.  they  have  slept  together  quite  a  few  times,  and  yet  kate  still  could  never  play  cool  or  jump  right  in.  always  a  battle  in  her  brain.  but  she  did  finally  nod  at  her  question,  “uh  yes.  yeah.  mhm.  yup.  i  mean-”  clearing  her  throat,  “i  want  to.”  cheeks  already  flushed  and  the  desire  to  remove  her  own  jeans  and  feel  her  were  already  building. 

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Yelena rolled her eyes. Of course Kate Bishop wasn't going to leave. The archer was stubborn. Always showing up on the worst jobs. It wasn't that Yelena didn't want Bishop around. The archer was very funny and one of the few good people in a world full of bad people. Yelena didn't want Kate's blood on her hands. That would be terrible.

"Is that it, Kate Bishop?" She took her eyes off her mark to look at the archer beside her. "Or are you here because you are alone on Christmas Eve?" Had she been keeping track of the archer since their last meeting? Yes. But this was not how she planned to catch up with Kate.

Yelena muttered several colorful words in Russian and sighed. "Fine. But you will not like this, Kate Bishop. The VIP party on the second floor is a cover. The couple's only party is on the fourth floor."

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Kate squares her shoulders, defiant.

Sure, she has invited herself to the mission that's now boring her to death; and can't understand why this is the line of work that Yelena chooses to pursue willingly. Then again, what did she, a Hawkeye child prodigy and a self-proclaimed Avenger-in-training, know about vigilantism?

That's why she's here, trying to figure it out.

"I told you already, I'm not going home." She hisses under her breath, then throws a sly smile towards a hostess that makes an eye contact as she passes. "You've said it yourself, this place is about to get swarmed by those bad guys if you don't move quickly, and I'm not leaving you alone on a Christmas Eve of all days." She knows that Yelena can fend for herself, but sue her for trying to help. And for trying to get some quality time with the blonde, but she'd never admit that one out loud.

"Why are we here, anyway? Aren't they supposed to be on the second floor?"

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Yelena did not give the archer an answer about the window. Instead, she took the offered drink and took a generous sip. It tasted pretty good. Yelena finished her glass in two more large sips as she set the knives aside on the nightstand. She would need to review all of her hidden weapons later.

She watched as her partner nearly choked on her drink. Yelena waited. This was very normal behavior from her partner. It also answered her question despite the archer still rambling. She set her empty glass down on the nightstand next to her knives as the archer went through their choices. Yelena shrugged. "I have a new bed." She approached the archer, timing herself so her friend could finish her drink. She took the empty glass from Kate's hand. "Yes. Do you want to?"

“how  is  the  window  any  easier?”  kate  questioned  as  she  motioned  both  her  hands  back  and  forth  towards  the  window  and  door.  clearly,  she  won't  ever  get  an  answer.  so  she  let  it  go  and  popped  open  the  bottle.  pouring  both  of  them  a  glass  mixed  in  with  some  juice.  making  her  way  over  to  meet  the  other  in  the  room  and  handed  her  the  glass.

kate  was  already  sipping  her  glass  as  yelena  threw  in  ideas  on  how  they  should  celebrate  the  move  in.  already  trying  to  decide  between  the  first  two  options  before  nearly  choking  on  the  third  one.  always  forgetting  how  bold  the  widow  was  whenever  it  came  to  sex.  letting  out  a  small  cough  as  she  held  her  drink  away  in  order  not  to  spill.  “i-  oh-”  clearing  her  airways,  she  attempted  to  try  to  play  nonchalant,  but  it  was  clearly  not  working.  “i  mean,  all  three  sounds  fun.  yanno.  we  could  play  twister-  i  don't  actually  have  that..  there  are  list  of  movies,  but  that's  quite  a  few-  you  know  sex  is  not  bad  either-  i  mean  did  you  sex-  i  mean!  do  you  want  to  have  sex?  okay  shutting  up  now."  in  attempts  to  silence  the  rambling,  kate  took  another  sip…  more  so  finishing  her  glass.

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Yelena reached for the ingredients needed the moment Kate mentioned what she wanted. "Good. I just restocked the hot sauce." Yelena opened up one of the cabinets to reveal a whole shelf dedicated to the delicious blue boxes of mac n cheese. "I thought when the weather person threatens snow you are supposed to buy lots of milk and bread."

“i  mean,  the  mints  are  pretty  good.”  words  mumbled  before  watching  her  roommate  wander  off  to  the  kitchen.  kate  propping  her  chin  onto  her  hand  as  she  thought  of  what  she  could  possibly  be  craving  for.  “i  guess  your  famous  mac  n  cheese  would  be  a  fun  choice.”

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"The window is easier." Yelena shut the window once she was back inside the apartment. If she was worried about the archer shooting her, she didn't show it. The assassin had brought all her first aid supplies with her. She handed Kate a fresh bottle of vodka as she carried the rest of her things into the spare bedroom.

"Tomorrow we can stock your kitchen with food." Yelena set both of her bags down onto the bed. She opened up the black shoebox she had mentioned earlier and retrieved the two knives she had stashed there weeks ago after her last job in New York. "Do you want to watch one of your funny shows while we drink, play a game, or have sex?" Yelena looked over at her partner, waiting for Kate's answer.

“black  shoebox…”  voice  trailing  before  yelena  disappeared  to  grab  her  things.  pushing  the  curiosity  away,  kate  did  begin  setting  up  the  spare  room.  removing  everything  that  she  owned  for  yelena  to  keep  her  belongings.  however,  as  she  was  close  to  cleaning  things  out,  eyes  kept  scanning  over  to  the  box.  eventually  finding  herself  peaking  inside.  “knives?  why  would  she-  you  know..  no.  just  wait  for  her  to  explain.”

it  didn't  take  long.  kate  was  back  in  the  living  room  playing  with  lucky.  nearly  jumping  off  the  sofa  when  a  bag  was  thrown  through  her  window.  grabbing  her  arrow  as  she  was  ready  to  shoot  until  yelena  came  crawling  through.  dropping  her  weapon  in  the  process,  “yelena!  i  literally  just  gave  you  a  key  to  go  through  the  door!” glancing at the vodka, she let out a breath, "okay. vodka time."

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The assassin took a step back as the stranger approached. Yelena didn't lower her gun despite the amusement on the stranger's face. She didn't know who this woman was. Yelena's head tilted slightly at the stranger's answer. Her eyes briefly lifted to the crown on the woman's head. "You picked a really terrible place to pass through. They did not bother to stock the small refrigerator."

Yelena took another step back to maintain distance. She didn't know who she was dealing with or how this woman was connected to this job. But what she was saying was really weird. "Okay. Do not elaborate on that. It sounds not good. Answer my question. Who are you?"

SHE'S LITERALLY JUST HERE TO DO HER JOB, for the moment there are bodies in the building she has to help cross over to the other side. she isn't at all surprised to see yelena -- obviously, she recognizes her, and knows her well enough. the gun is amusing, and it doesn't so much scare her as draw her eye. "just passing through," she replies, shrugging her cloak off her shoulders as she approaches, eyes finally shifting from the gun to yelena's face. "a lady's got bodies to attend to. am i in your way?"

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My brain is mush but I I love all these interactions with Yelena. I will respond tomorrow.

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"Kate, this is not cutlery."

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It's a fighting pose. You're a total poser.

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I DON'T RECOGNIZE YOU, STRANGER || @ladyohdeath

The gun was drawn the moment the assassin realized she was not alone. So much for super secure safehouse. If this was some kind of trap, Yelena wasn't in the mood for it. Yelena kept her gun trained on the woman. "Who are you?"

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SNOWED IN CONTINUED FROM HERE || @greatcstarcher

"Keep your mints in your bag, Kate Bishop." Yelena gave Lucky a good scratch behind his ear before heading into the kitchen. "I will make us something so you do not starve." She opened up the refrigerator that she had restocked two night prior. "What do you want? It cannot be pizza."

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Like this post for a little starter from YELENA.

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❛ This is just a really, really, really horrible party. ❜ (from Kate)

Yelena nodded and watched a tray of fancy cheese appetizers pass by. "I told you not to come." Her gaze swept across the room, picking out her target. She stayed close next to Bishop and her voice low. This was supposed to be a very routine job. Find target. Kill target. Collect money. Go home. Instead, Kate Bishop had inserted herself into this job and made things more complicated. "I will find you an exit. You will take it, go home, and feed your dog."

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Yelena had definitely put a tracker on Kate. She had gone through a couple since meeting the archer. Tracking Kate's movements had become an entertaining habit for the assassin. But clearly there were gaps in her surveillance. The key in her hand proved that. "He is good company." Fifty times. So...a long time because she had visited Kate's apartment way more times than that.

"Okay." Yelena looked down at the key in her hand. The last time she had lived with someone was before all the weird snap thing. "I will come back with the rest of my things." Yelena started towards the window, and then stopped. She turned towards Kate. "Do not move the black shoebox in the corner." The assassin left without explaining why. It would only lead to more questions like: why did you leave a knife in a shoebox?

When Yelena returned, she tossed one black duffel bag through the window she opened and entered with another smaller bag resting against her back. "I brought lots of vodka for our girls night."

ha!  so  yelena  didn't  know  her  every  move.  which  is  something  she  was  still  wondering  how.  at  this  point,  she  was  sure  yelena  attached  a  tracking  device  on  her  somehow.  she  still  has  yet  to  find  it.  “maybe  after  the  fiftieth  time  you  climbed  through  my  window  just  to  feed  lucky.”  her  shoulders  fell  sheepishly  as  she  glanced  around  the  no  longer  lonely  apartment.  “i'll  go  ahead  and  set  up  the  spare  room,  remove  any  extra  stuff,  and  you  can  come  back  and  move  in  fully?  yeah?”  there  was  a  little  bit  of  excitement  in  her  tone,  but  she  attempted  to  play  cool.  but  when  has  kate  bishop  ever  played  cool?  “we  can  even  celebrate  you  moving  in  after? girls night.”