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The Beach House Part 2

Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader, Yelena Belova x Female Reader

You deal with the aftermath of finding out both sisters have a crush on you and of kissing them both

Note: Woohoo part 2! Find part 1 here. I enjoyed writing this one. Hope you enjoy reading it and finding out who reader ends up with!

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The next morning the sun shines through your window. You groan and roll over to try and fall asleep. Last night felt like a dream and a nightmare at the same time.

You finally kissed Natasha, the girl you have been dreaming about since you were young. But you also kissed Yelena, your best friend who you think could be more.

When you finally get out of bed, you go downstairs to see Nat and Yelena sitting at the bar with Melina across from them. You try to go back up the stairs, but Melina sees you.

“Come on in,” Melina calls after you. “I made pancakes.”

“Thank you, Melina,” you say, entering the kitchen with nerves.

Both girls look at you and you give them a nervous smile. Natasha shares it, but Yelena just shakes her head. Breakfast drags by and you retreat to your room right after.

No one bothers you for a couple hours, but then you hear a knock on your door.

“Who is it?” you ask.

“Natasha,” comes the voice.

You stand up from your bed and straighten your clothing.

“Come in.”

The girl enters your room, and she smiles at you. She is wearing a red bikini that you have a hard time averting your eyes from.

“Hey, do you want to go surfing?” She asks.

“Oh, who’s all going?”

“Just me and you. Yelena is not feeling well, so she’s just resting in her room,” Natasha explains.

“Sure. I’ll get changed,” you say. You might as well face the music.

“See you in a minute,” Nat says. She drops a kiss to your cheek before she leaves your room.

You get changed and meet Natasha out by the beach. She carries both of your boards, refusing to let you help. Things go pretty normally until you’re both taking a break and sitting on your boards in the water.

“So, about last night,” Natasha begins. “You left abruptly. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you say. “It was just a lot. And unexpected.”

“I’d say it’s been a long time coming,” Nat comments. “But I understand if you don’t want to do it again.”

“I do, trust me. It’s just-”

“Just what, detka?” Natasha asks.

She leans closer to you and brushes her knuckles softly over your cheek.

“Never mind,” you whisper.

Natasha closes the distance between the two of you and kisses you. Her hands tangle in your wet hair as she kisses you. Her tongue brushes against your lips and you gasp. She takes advantage and deepens the kiss.

You kiss for a while before Nat pulls away. She keeps her hands on you as she suggests going back to the house for lunch. As you approach the house, you feel your nerves again.

Inside, Natasha makes sandwiches. She makes an extra one and asks you to take it to Yelena. You knock on her door, and you hear her mumble to come in.

“Hey, I brought you a sandwich,” you say. “Well, technically Nat made it, but here you go.”

She doesn’t turn around in the bed. You sit next to her and tap her shoulder. You used to wake each other up like this when you were kids, so you didn’t expect her to react badly to it.

“Go away, y/n,” Yelena says.

“Yelena,” you try. “What’s wrong?”

“Just go away.”

You relent and leave the room. When you get back downstairs, Nat is still in the kitchen.

“Did she eat it?” She asks you.

“She wouldn’t even look at me,” you reply.

“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetheart. Come here,” Natasha says, opening her arms for you. You hug her and she rubs your back softly. “It’s okay.”

You sit at the bar and eat your lunch while Nat takes a try at talking to her sister.

“Hey Yel,” Natasha says as she enters her room. She walks around Yelena’s bed to see her face covered with tears. “What’s wrong, malyshka?”

“Nothing,” the girl mumbles.

“Hey, come on. It’s me. Tell me what’s wrong,” Nat tries. “Or else I’ll start singing Chiquitita from Mamma Mia.”

That gets a slight smile from Yelena and Nat lays down next to her. She pulls her sister into her chest and lets her cry.

“I kissed y/n,” Yelena admits after crying for a few minutes.

“Oh. And how did that go?” Nat asks, fighting her own feelings about it.

The blonde removes herself from her sister’s arms and sits up in the bed. Nat sits up next to her.

“Cut the shit. I know she kissed you,” Yelena says.

“You saw us this morning?”

“No. I saw you last night. You kissed again?”

Nat avoids eye contact with Yelena. She knows the answer.

“I don’t think y/n knows we know about each other’s kissing,” Natasha says. “We should tell her.”

“Maybe,” Yelena says. “Do you like her?”

“Yeah. Do you like her?”

“Yep,” Yelena answers. “Are you going to kiss her again?”

“I hope so. Are you?”

“I don’t know.”

The two girls talk for a while longer, but they come to no conclusions. Truly, you would have to be the one to work through your feelings.

That is if their own impatience doesn’t get in the way.

Later that day, Yelena is watching tv in the living room and you approach her.

“Mind if I join?”

She doesn’t respond, but she doesn’t protest when you sit on the couch next to her. Usually, you would sit practically on top of one another and binge your favorite shows together.

It’s quiet for a while before Yelena pauses the tv and turns to you.

“Y/n,” she begins. “I know you said yesterday that we should just be friends.”

“Yel-”

“Let me say this,” she interrupts you. “Tell me you feel something here too. I don’t want to throw the towel in on this. I think we should try.”

“Yelena, I have to tell you something,” you say.

“I know you kissed Natasha,” she says. “I deserve the chance to be with you too, so I won’t let up. Not unless you ask me to.”

Your head is spinning. You thought you made up your mind at least slightly this morning, but here and now with Yelena fighting for you so passionately you’re confused again.

“I’d like to kiss you again,” Yelena says. “To make it even.”

“O-okay,” you agree.

She pulls you by the front of your shirt into her lap and she kisses you. It’s much more passionate than last night’s. Her hands move your waist against hers and the feeling is overwhelmingly good.

She moves from kissing your lips to kissing your neck. Definitely leaving marks on her path.

“Yelena,” you breathe out. She doesn’t stop. Her perfect lips land back on yours.

It’s not until the front door opens that she releases you from her grasp. The last thing any of you want is for the parents to know what’s going on.

You fix your clothes and hair just in time for Alexei to enter the room.

“Hey girls! I have brought your old favorite movie,” he says happily. He supplies a dvd from his bag.

“Papa, I think we’re a little too old for Monsters Inc.,” Yelena says.

“Nonsense! You, y/n, and Natasha must have a movie night,” Alexei says. “Natasha!” He calls for her up the stairs.

The redhead makes herself seen at the step just low enough for her father to talk to her.

“You must come down for a movie party,” he says to her. “I got the monsters one.”

“I was going to go out actually so-”

“Nope. You are going to sit here with your sister and your friend. Come on, rebenok. Let’s go,” Alexei doesn’t leave her room for argument.

He drops the dvd on the coffee table and disappears to find his wife. Natasha sits next to you. You’re in the middle of the girls in more ways than one.

You put the movie in, but the three of you can’t focus on it. Yelena wants to drag you to her room to be alone with you after that kiss. And Natasha wants to be alone with you so she can talk to you.

The first hour drags by and you excuse yourself to the kitchen to get a drink. Natasha follows you in there, so when you shut the fridge you are met with the older girl.

“Hey, can we talk?” She asks.

“We should get back to the movie, Nat.”

“Okay,” she says. “But hey, I really like you. And I want to do this. I want to be with you.”

“Natasha, it’s not that simple. I wish it was, but it’s just not.”

Nat nods and leans against the counter. She knows it’s not simple. She’s known that for years.

You sigh and stand next to her. Your hand brushes over hers and she smiles.

“Let’s go watch the rest of the movie,” you suggest. She agrees.

You kiss her cheek quickly and she blushes. Taking a mental picture, you grin at the girl. You’ve never seen her like this before.

When you return to the living room, Yelena sits with her arms crossed. She huffs at the way you and Nat seem perfectly content.

“You alright?” You ask her.

“Fine,” comes the quick, guarded response.

You turn your attention back to the movie and try to pretend like everything’s fine. Your efforts fail before the next ten minutes are over.

Natasha notices you seem cold from being near the air conditioning, so she slips off her extra layer and drapes the light jacket over your shoulders.

You offer her a soft smile that she returns.

Out of what you can only consider is jealousy, Yelena’s hand makes it’s way to your thigh and it’s just a little bit too friendly for an old times movie night gesture.

“Yel, what are you doing?” You whisper to her.

“You’re cold and my hands are warm,” she says simply. You almost smile, but then her next words come. “I can’t let her be the only one to comfort you.”

“Seriously? This is about some competition between you and Nat?” You ask her, but you say it loud enough for both girls to hear.

You stand up from the couch and face both of them. They look up at you like guilty children waiting for their punishment.

“Y/n, we-” Nat tries but you cut her off.

“No. You’re not possibly fighting over me. Me? It doesn’t even make sense.”

“It does actually,” Yelena says. “We both like you. And if I recall correctly, you’re the one who’s kissed us both repeatedly.”

“Yeah. We know about you kissing us both,” Nat says. “But I don’t care. I want to be with you.”

“I want to be with you more,” Yelena asserts herself.

“You know what this is just too much. I can’t do this,” you say. You start to leave the room and both girls follow after you.

“Y/n, please you can’t honestly blame this on us. You like us too,” Natasha says.

“I did. Now I’m just, confused. And I’m hurt. And I feel like you’re only trying to get me to make the other person jealous. So, excuse me I’m going to get some air,” you say.

Both girls relent and you go outside. The salt air offers little comfort. Especially when you can hear the girls inside yelling at each other.

You walk to the driveway and get out your phone. Surely, there’s someone to help you feel better right now.

You click on a contact and make the call. Ten minutes later the girl is in your driveway with a soft smile to offer.

She drives you to the ice cream shop. You try not to remember all the time you spent here with Nat and Yelena. She catches you lost in a memory.

“Hey, not that I’m not happy to be here with you, but why did you call me?”

“Yeah it surprised me too. My choice. But I thought you were the best choice,” you say. “I’m sorry for dragging you out, Kate.”

The girl shakes her head. You weren’t bothering her in the slightest. She was, if anything, curious as to why you invited her out.

“Did something happen with Yelena? Or Nat?” She asks.

“Both. Neither. I don’t know.”

“You’ve known them a long time, yeah?”

“Pretty much my whole life. Yelena is my best friend. And Nat, well she’s Nat,” you say. “I never thought things could get so complicated with us.”

“I got the vibe that they both liked you, but I have I admit I was hoping it wasn’t true. For purely selfish reasons,” Kate admits.

You look down at your ice cream and sigh. So many feelings got tangled up in this.

“I’m sorry. For what it’s worth, I think Yelena really likes you.”

“She just likes you more,” she retorts. You shake your head. “No?”

“No. I think Yelena is just trying to make this happen between us so she has someone. She’s not shown any interest in me before,” you explain.

“But this summer apparently you have both of their attentions.”

“Apparently. I used to dream of the day Natasha Romanoff would like me and outwardly declare it. But now I’m just-”

“Lost,” Kate supplies.

“Yep,” you say. “Listen, when this all blows over I do hope that you and Yelena can be together.”

“You’re saying you choose Nat?”

“I’m saying I think Yelena is just being competitive and doesn’t want Nat to have me. We kissed on the Ferris wheel that night, but we decided to just be friends,” you explain.

“That night she did text me to hang out. I didn’t know you had kissed though,” Kate says.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” you say.

“Not your fault,” the girl replies. “I still think you might’ve agreed to the just friends thing and she didn’t.”

“Maybe. It’s all so messed up,” you say.

“That’s what chocolate syrup is for,” Kate says. She grins and pours more syrup onto your ice cream.

You spend a couple more hours out with the girl and find it surprisingly fun to have made a new friend.

When you arrive back at the house, Yelena is sitting by the pool. You walk by her and she looks at you.

“You alright?” She asks.

“I don’t know, Yel.”

You sit next to her and join her with your feet in the pool. She leans her head on your shoulder. You can’t help but kiss her hair softly. Yelena smiles and nestles further into you. You miss being this close to her just as it used to be.

“I’m sorry,” Yelena says. “Really.”

You can count on one hand how many times the girl has truly ever said that to you first. She always means it when she says it, but it’s just rare she offers up the first apology.

“I’m sorry too.” It’s quiet for a moment. The only sound is your feet splashing in the water. “Yelena, can you be honest with me?”

“I can try,” she says, a little chuckle comes out of her lips. You nudge her with your shoulder and she lifts her head off of you. “Of course I’ll be honest, y/n.”

You take a deep breath and look her face over. Her green eyes with a hint of brown are the perfect hue. And her nose that scrunches when she laughs is adorable. And her lips, god her lips are your new favorite part of her. The way they are plump and soft. Perfect for your pleasure.

She smiles at you and you remember you were going to say something that will make her do the opposite.

“Yelena, we’ve been friends forever. Like our whole lives, right?” You begin. The girl nods. “And you know I love you, I do. This summer has been insane. I never knew you might be attracted to me.”

“Well, that’s on you. You’re beautiful,” Yelena says. “You always have been.”

“So, why this summer?”

“Why did I kiss you?” She asks for clarification. When you nod, she continues. “I guess I just felt like it. I just wanted to. But that’s not a good reason, is it?”

“I wouldn’t say that. It’s just- I feel like you’ve always known I had a crush on Natasha. And I overheard you two talking about liking me,” you explain. “It just feels like maybe you did it because Natasha wanted to.”

Yelena squints her eyes in a thinking motion. There was always a competitive element to her and Natasha’s sisterhood.

“If that’s not the reason, then that’s okay,” you add.

“I don’t know,” Yelena admits. “Some part of me just really wanted to, but I understand your concerns. Natasha and I do tend to fight over things we both want. It’s usually the last piece of watermelon and not the girl we love’s heart though.”

Heat rises up your neck at the word love.

“Well, how about this, why don’t you kiss me again? Right now. Out here with no other feelings or people but us. And if you still feel like you want this, then maybe we can go on a date?”

“But you are in love with Natasha,” she debates.

“Just kiss me, Yelena.”

The blonde tenderly grips her hands over your cheeks and pulls you in for a kiss. You kiss her back, letting yourself relax into her hold. Yelena kisses you slowly, like she’s trying to memorize the feeling. Like it’ll be the last time.

When she pulls away, she keeps your face in her hands and kisses your forehead.

“Go get her,” she says, fighting back tears.

“Yelena,” you whisper, touching her own cheek. You brush your hand softly over her flushed cheek. She whimpers softly.

“I love you and I could probably kiss you for forever. I know you love me too. But she’s in love with you and you’re in love with her. There’s a difference,” Yelena says.

“You’re my person,” you tell her. “Always.”

“You’re my person too. Forever.”

You leave her with a quick kiss to her cheek. Going inside, you walk to Natasha’s room. You knock on the door.

“It’s open,” she says. “Oh hey, y/n, are you okay?”

She stands up from her bed and looks you over with concern.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just told Yelena that we’re just going to be friends,” you say.

Natasha reaches for you, but stops herself.

“Can I hug you?” She asks shyly. You nod and she pulls you into her warm arms. It feels like coming home.

She keeps you in her arms for as long as you need.

“Natasha, did you mean it when you said you really want to be with me?”

“I’ve never meant anything more. Ever.”

“Ask me out then,” you say. A smirk appears on her face.

“Will you go on a date with me?” Natasha asks.

“Yes,” you answer quickly. You share a laugh with her. “But let’s keep thing’s respectful in front of Yelena, okay? I didn’t mean to hurt her.”

“I know. She knows too. I guess I can try to resist kissing you in front of her,” Natasha says. She pulls you close again and presses kisses to your cheeks. You giggle and she keeps going. “But it’s hard when you’re so damn cute.”

The rest of the summer goes by with much less drama. You and Natasha spend so much time together and by the end of the season you’re sure that you’re each other’s forever.

Yelena bounces back and finds her way into Kate’s heart, just as you expected she would. And you two remain best friends.

Things changed this summer, but in many ways they stayed exactly the same.

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