#hailee steinfeld fanfics

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HAILEE STEINFELD x READER

BODYGUARD

A/N: HELLO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! HOW ARE YOU?

As I got swiped away by inspiration and already wrote 8 chapters for my new book, I wanted to surprise you. So I finished proofreading this a new chapter for you!

Let me know what you guys think.

Sending you so much love ❤️

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Summary: Y/N got assigned as Hailee's new bodyguard but Hailee is not so happy about it.

Warnings: just a little bit of description for harassment, but it will be gone quickly.

Word count: 21840 words.

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The sound of feet covered in combat boots echoing around in the small, empty hallway was the only sound filling the silence around, creating a calming melody to the girl’s ears as she sauntered to a closed door, stopping in front of it and knocking gently, patiently waiting for permission to enter in the office.

"Come in."

The girl opened the door right after and smiled warmly at the person sat behind the big, glass desk in the middle of the room, "good morning."

"What’s it with this formal shit, Y/N!"

"Oh my bad. Hello bitch, how are you doing?" Y/N smiled cheekily at her boss but also her longtime best friend, sitting on one of the two armchair placed right in front of the desk and crossed her left leg over her right, bent over one and looked at her friend expectantly, waiting for a witty remark.

"I would say ‘that’s better’ but I’m not so sure now." Y/N chuckled at her best friend rolling her eyes and winked at her teasingly, "anyway, I don’t want to take too much of your time up. Let’s get to the point and discuss why I called you here today."

"Alright, what is it?" Y/N looked expectantly at Clara, who was now leaning with her elbows on the desk and with her hands linked together, slipping ‘business face’ on.

"I know you got back from your last job about two weeks ago, but I have a new client and requested the best bodyguard I have. I would be a fool not giving you this job."

"Hm, the best bodyguard here. Flattery. A lot of it." Y/N teased with a proud smile, puffing out her chest, before deflating after a snort left her lips when Clara rolled her eyes good-naturedly at her best friend’s antics, "anyway, of course I will take the job, you know I get bored easily at home after a few days off. So who is this new client? A snotty young prince? A dumb heiress? Uh-oh! I know! A stuck-up model with a big God Complex? Ah they are my favorite. Their head is full of themselves, it makes me laugh every single time. Especially when they are male models."

"None of them actually. Luckily I would say." Y/N sighed out in relief at that before both shuddered loudly as they thought over enduring months and months of working with those kind of clients. A fucking tough job. "It’s an actress. She is also a singer and she is starting a tour soon. You will have to follow her around on tour and a few events she is invited to. If you do a good job, which I’m sure you will, more than perfectly, they will have you around her a lot. She is gaining fans quickly and her parents want her safe."

"Sounds good. Easy. Do I know her?" Y/N nodded gently at the job offer and got instantly excited hearing she have to follow the actress around tour. She is always happy with traveling around the world to discover new, amazing places.

"I don’t know. I’ve seen a couple of her movies, maybe you did too. She is Hailee Steinfeld."

"Oh yeah, I remember her. I listened to one of her songs yesterday on the radio. She has a beautiful voice and that song was such a bop."

"Oh great!"

"When am I starting?" Y/N asked in excitement, always wanting to work since she loved her job dearly. She doesn’t know exactly who her new client is, she just knew her name and her voice when she sang, but she will have time to do a small research about her. She always liked to be fully prepared for a body guarding job.

"Well, if you are ready, they would like for you to start now."

"What, now as in now?" Y/N asked in disbelief, her eyes widening in shock as she realized what her best friend just said.

"Yeah, it was kinda fast." Y/N snorted at that as she shook her head in amusement.

"That’s an understatement Clar. But I will accept. How much time do I have to get ready for her tour?"

"2 weeks I think. She is finishing a movie and then she is off for tour. You can meet her today. Her mom called me this morning asking me if it was okay to join them today."

"Sure, no problem. Are we still up for drinks tonight right?"

"Are you kidding me? I’ve been holed up here for the entire week. I need a break."

"Hm, when you say break you actually mean a good fuck right?" Y/N teased her best friend, who looked at her in fake outrage as she placed her hand on her chest feigning taking offense from Y/N’s words.

"Excuse me?!"

"Don’t act so innocent all of a sudden. I’m the one that has to be your wingwoman."

"Go before I decide to fire you as my wingwoman and as a bodyguard."

Y/N chuckled as she sat up and walked around the desk to give her best friend a big, warm hug before promising to pick her up at 7 for their usual Friday night full of drinks. As Y/N exited the building and climbed into her car, her phone dinged with a text message her best friend sent her with all the information she needed about her new job and the location Hailee was actually in right now to go there and meet her. She put the address in her GPS and drove away into the busy streets of LA.

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"Name please?" Y/N lifted her sunglasses up her head and looked at the security guard outside the set Hailee was filming in, smiling at him politely.

"Hi, Y/N Y/L/N. I am Miss Steinfeld’s new bodyguard. My agency should’ve already sent all the information needed."

"Ah yes. Here you are. You can park right beside Miss Steinfeld’s trailer. You have to turn left, then right, then right again and you should find it right away. Her name is on the door." Y/N listened carefully to the guard’s directions after he lifted the automatic barrier and let her enter the set’s parking lot. "Have a nice day!"

"Thank you so much. Have a nice day!" Y/N followed the guard’s directions and drove through the set’s parking lot, stopping a few minutes later when she saw a trailer parked in the middle of a deserted part of the parking lot with just 2 cars parked near it. Y/N parked her car right beside a a black Porsche and exited the vehicle, locking it before making her way towards the entrance of the trailer to read once again the name on its door and to make sure it was actually Hailee’s trailer.

"Mom, I already told you that I didn’t need a bodyguard. I don’t want one!"

"Haiz please, listen to me. You are going on tour soon and for the first part of it we can’t be there with you. You are gaining fans fast and we are worried about your safety."

"Yeah, you could’ve tied me to my tour bus or you could’ve locked me into my room. It’s the same, right mom?" Y/N listens to two voices argue, loud enough for her to hear it but just quiet enough to not let everyone around them hear them. She didn’t peer around the trailer to watch who was arguing to avoid being caught eavesdropping, but from what she could hear, she assumed she pretty much was the subject of the argument between Hailee and her mother.

"Haiz, I know you are saying this because you are angry at me and your dad for making this decision without asking you for your opinion, but trust me it was a decision made for your own good."

"Yeah, yeah. Sure. Thanks." Y/N was debating in her mind if she should make her presence known or not, fearing she would get caught by someone, especially from Hailee or her mother.

"Excuse me Miss Steinfeld, but we are ready to shoot again." Y/N sighed out loud when she heard someone approach the two women and quickly ran to her car when she heard footsteps approach where she was leaning on the other trailer’s side.

"Thank you Simon. I will be there in 5 minutes."

Y/N had just the time to close her door quietly before two figures rounded the corner from the back of the trailer, taking just a second to look at them before opening her car door and feigning arriving just in that moment as she adjusted her leather jacket before closing her car door and locking the vehicle again, feeling a pair of eyes watching her movements. "Hm, hello?" Y/N spoke up tentatively, feeling a little bit uneasy at the two pair of eyes staring at them.

"Hi dear, can we help you?" The shorter of the two women asked in a gentle and soft voice, smiling politely at her as she approached them, while the taller one stayed in silence, standing beside the shorter woman with a rigid stance, her arms crossed and her face stoic with her eyebrows furrowed angrily.

"Yes, hi. I am looking for Miss Hailee Steinfeld."

"She is right here." The shorter woman pointed to the taller one with a smile just as Y/N stopped in front of them. "I’m Cheri, her mom."

"Oh, nice to meet you Mrs. Steinfeld, Miss Steinfeld, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I was assigned to you to be your new bodyguard." Y/N stretched her arm over to shake Cheri’s hand first before doing the same with a reluctant Hailee.

"Oh dear, there’s no need for these formalities, just call me Cheri!" Y/N returned Cheri’s warm smile and nodded softly at her request, "anyway, welcome! I’m afraid we don’t have much time to discuss things since Hailee needs to go back on set, but you can stay with me until she finishes for the day."

"That would be great!"

And they were off, walking towards the set with Cheri talking excitedly to Y/N, telling her how excited she is Y/N was assigned to Hailee as her new bodyguard, how much she admired her for doing such a difficult and sometimes dangerous job, and Y/N listened with rapt attention and with slight amusement at the woman’s enthusiasm but she couldn’t help but notice Hailee stayed quiet the entire walk towards the set with her jaw set and her nostrils flared a bit as she stared with furrowed eyebrows ahead of her. "We’ll wait here sweety, then we will discuss everything after you’re done for the day."

"Okay, see you later."

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After about three hours Hailee joined them back where she left, her face conveying her tiredness but Y/N could still see in her eyes she was still slightly mad at her mom for hiring a bodyguard she apparently didn’t want from what Y/N gathered when she eavesdropped Hailee’s and Cheri’s argument earlier that day.

"I already ordered burgers baby. They should be here soon." Cheri told her daughter as she approached them and when Cheri’s hand caressed Hailee’s bicep, Y/N watched as a bit of her anger slipped away and got replaced by a loving glint.

"Thanks, shall we go?"

Y/N couldn’t help but notice a small change in Hailee’s behavior compared to the one before shooting back on set. Maybe she cooled off a bit or maybe she had time to think over her mother’s words during filming, but Y/N was glad that she actually came around her mother’s decision, decision she found truly heartwarming. "How was shooting, honey?"

"It was good. A little bit stressing towards the end of it since Nelly couldn’t remember the right line and she had some troubles getting it right, but it was fun as always."

"Oh I’m so sorry for her. She must be exhausted."

"Yeah, she came back from another set three days ago. She has so many projects going on right now."

Y/N didn’t know who Hailee and Cheri were talking about but she assumed they were talking about one of Hailee’s co-star. "Y/N, dear, have you already worked for another actress or actor before?" Cheri asked Y/N with a small smile as they approached Hailee’s trailer in the set’s parking lot.

"Yes, I have. Quite a few. I started my body guarding job with an actress actually. I remember being so anxious and so nervous all the time. But with time you develop more confidence, you become more confident, you learn how to control your emotions and act rationally and logically. You have to be strategic when needed and you must have a clear mind when a dangerous situation unfolds before you so you can protect your client."

"Oh wow!" Cheri exclaimed, her eyes shining with curiosity that Y/N found extremely cute but she couldn’t help but notice Hailee scoffing under her breath as she rolled her eyes, now being the one curious about the actress’ reaction to her words.

"Anyway, it becomes ‘easier’ with time, even though there is nothing easy in this job." Y/N clarified with a small smile directed at Cheri, since the singer wasn’t exactly paying attention to her as she fished her iPhone out of her pocket and started texting someone.

"Oh I’m sure. Y/N, I know how much you’ve worked with your agency and how much of an hard worker you are, that’s why I specifically asked for you. I know Clara. She is one of my dearest friend’s niece. I asked her to assign Hailee one of her best bodyguards and she immediately told me your name and everything you’ve done during your time in her agency."

"Yeah, we pretty much funded it together. We started together."

"For how long have you known her?" Y/N watched as sheer curiosity glistened in Cheri’s eyes and felt her chest flutter at how comforting her attitude is. She couldn’t help tilting upward her lips when she noticed Hailee had her eyes still on her phone but she stopped typing away on it, clearly interested in the conversation going on between Y/N and Cheri as she tried to listen carefully even if she was acting disinterested. They arrived at the trailer and settled in, Y/N sitting on a loveseat, while Hailee and Cheri sat on the couch in front of Y/N.

"We met in college. She was my roommate."

"Oh that’s wonderful dear! I’m so glad Clara assigned you-." Cheri got interrupted when a knock on Hailee’s trailer’s door echoed around the makeshift living room, "it must be the delivery guy with our order. One second, I’ll be right back."

"Yeah, sure." Y/N awkwardly looked around the room with her hands entwined, not really knowing what to say now that she is alone with Hailee, but trying to find something to say since she will be her bodyguard from now on and they will need to start some kind of civil relationship between them. "How was your day on set?"

"Good." Y/N had a feeling that that one word answer will be the only thing that will leave Hailee’s mouth and sighed out softly. The singer’s tone wasn’t exactly harsh or conveyed hostility, but it held a dryness in them that told Y/N she was still pretty mad at her mother or even Y/N herself for this situation. Not that Y/N had a say in all of this. She was just doing her job.

"Okay! Here I am!" Cheri came back a minute later, carrying two dark paper bags full of their food and Y/N immediately sat up to go help Cheri, feeling Hailee’s eyes on her in the process but paying no mind to it. "Oh thank you, dear."

"You’re welcome." Y/N smiled widely at Cheri, who grinned back at her with sweetness seeping out of her every pore before they settled everything on the kitchen table, with surprisingly Hailee’s help, who got up a minute after Y/N.

"Let’s dig in. I’m starving." Hailee stated, making her mother chuckle with a fond smile on her lips and gestured to Y/N to eat before joining them.

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"Have you got everything, honey? Did you pack everything?"

"Yes, mom!" Hailee laughed good-naturedly at her mother’s anxiety as she made her check her suitcases 4 times and go over the list she made of things she had to pack at least 10 times to make sure she packed everything with her before making her finally close her suitcases to bring them down to put them in her tour bus. "I literally have the list memorized by now." Hailee smiled lovingly at her mother as she checked the list for the umpteenth time before meeting her eyes and nodding at her.

"Okay, yeah. You’re right. Sorry. I- I’m just a bit stressed. You’re going on tour and I want to make sure you have everything with you."

"I know mom. I got everything. I checked everything before closing all my suitcases." Hailee smiled warmly at her mother before chuckling softly under her breath with fondness swirling around her brown irises when she watched her mother fold the piece of paper with the list on it and nod gently at her.

"Good! That’s good. Hm, alright it seems you’re ready to go. Oh no! It’s getting late!" Cheri took a look on the watch on her wrist and placed her right hand on her cheek in shock when she looked at the time. They were running a bit late.

"Yeah, we need to go." Hailee hugged her mother before doing the same with her father and her brother then walked in her tour bus and closing the door, making sure to lock it before making her way further into the bus to settle everything down. She felt the bus start moving and sighed out contentedly.

"Hi." Y/N had to swallow the soft snort that was ready to come out of her mouth when Hailee jumped up in fright with a small squeal at Y/N’s voice echoing around the silent bus.

"Oh shit. Fuck! You scared me."

"Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I didn’t know how to make my presence known without scaring you, I guess I didn’t do a good job." Y/N chuckling softly while scratching the back of her head, the grimacing to try to convey her regret for scaring the singer.

"Well- don’t worry. I guess it’s definitely better than doing a sudden loud noise or something like that."

"Yeah, I guess." Y/N chuckled softly under her breath, emitting another soft chuckle then let a small smile adorn her lips as she looked at Hailee for a few seconds before focusing on her hands in her lap, feeling slightly awkward being in a room alone with Hailee since they had never been alone again since when first meeting almost 10 days prior.

"Hm, what are you doing here?" Hailee asked as she played with her fingers, wringing them gently as she tried to focus her gaze on anything but Y/N, clearly feeling the awkwardness between them. It’s not that they started off on a wrong foot, but Hailee still strongly believes she doesn’t need a bodyguard while on tour and she hadn’t acknowledged Y/N, just the bare minimum.

"Your mom told me to stay here with you." Y/N answered with a serious, business-like tone. She had always been a professional at work and had never, not even once let her emotions show or let them control her, but since Hailee had never been friendly with her, always acting annoyed by Y/N’s presence, almost like she blamed Y/N for being there to protect her when she was just doing her job, she decided to build a wall between them and act just with Hailee just like Hailee is acting with her.

"Oh, yeah right. To protect me." Hailee stressed the word ‘protect’ out with a sarcastic tilt in her tone and Y/N felt annoyance bubble in the pit of her stomach, but she tried to swallow her comeback down to prevent starting an argument with her new client.

"Yeah." Y/N trailed off for a few seconds to collect her thoughts and try to not sound annoyed as she felt to Hailee, "that’s what I do. It’s my job."

"I don’t doubt that, trust me. It’s just that, like I’ve been trying to say for the past 10 days, I don’t need protection!"

"Yeah, I heard you. Your mother heard you. Your father heard you. But they are still worried. Fans can get crazy. They are all amazing, but sometimes meeting your idol makes you go a little crazy. Trust me, I met a lot of them. A few of them were pretty crazy."

"But not my fans."

"I’m not saying that. I’m just saying that fans can be a lot sometimes, especially after waiting for you for an entire day at a venue or at the airport. They are loyal, passionate, loving. And that can get too much sometimes."

"Yeah, sure. Whatever." Y/N resisted the urge to roll her eyes as Hailee dismissed her as she wasn’t paying attention anymore with a wave of her hand and rummaged around the kitchen for a mug. "I’m just changing a few things from now on. When we’re stopping for a break in about an hour, you’re gonna leave me alone. I don’t need a babysitter."

"I’m not a babysitter." Y/N countered back with a strong but still polite tone, crossing her arms and staring at Hailee hard.

"Yeah sure, but I still want to be left alone. I do not agree with my mother’s choice of giving me a bodyguard, but I have to accept it in some way. But what I don’t accept is you staying here when you can easily stay with the crew on the other bus. I want my privacy."

"Okay well. I will go on the other bus as you wish." Y/N gave in dryly, not wanting to keep discussing this subject, stood up right after and, without sparing Hailee another look, walked into the driver’s cabin and asked him to pull over and let her walk out of the bus. Thankfully he stopped immediately after her request, communicating what he was doing to the other driver and without even saying anything else to Hailee, she walked out of the bus and got on the other one.

-

"Yeah, yeah, totally. Oh, yes, we just got here." Hailee opened her tour bus’ door as soon as it stopped, finally arriving in Phoenix, the first city that will start Hailee’s worldwide tour. "Yeah, I am getting off of the bus right now and I’ll go in the venue for the soundcheck."

Hailee stopped in her tracks on the last step to get off the tour bus when she came face to face with Y/N, already waiting for her with her arms crossed and stoic face to accompany her in the venue. "Hi."

"Yeah no, sorry mom. Line got interrupted for a second." Hailee ignored Y/N and visibly rolled her eyes, letting out a huff through her nose as she descended the last step off the tour bus and walked away from Y/N, huffing out again when she heard over her mother’s voice through her iPhone’s loudspeaker steps following her, annoyed about Y/N following her around. "Okay, I will. I need to go now. Okay, bye mom. Love you."

Hailee waited for her mom to say ‘I love you’ back before hanging up the phone. "Are we ready to start our first soundcheck for the first date of this tour?!"

"Hell yeah!" Hailee high-fived her guitarist before doing the same with the drummer, joining her at her sides then walking inside the venue. Hailee took a second to sweep her eyes all over the place, taking it in and smiling widely when she imagined the venue being completely filled with her fans that night. "Hm, I missed this so much." Hailee stated out loud, letting out a sigh as she soaked up in the feeling of finally being back on tour.

"Hey, Y/N! It’s nice to see you again." Y/N smirked smugly when Hailee furrowed her brows and turned her head around in confusion when her drummer said ‘hi’ to Y/N, Hailee then noticed the smug grin on Y/N’s face and rolled her eyes in annoyance before turning back around and walking towards the stage.

"Hey Mick. How is it going? Everything already set up?" Y/N asked enthusiastically at the young man smiling back at her, who walked into step with her as she walked behind Hailee, now a few feet from them. "Excited for tonight?"

"Oh yes! Everything is set up. I’m so thrilled for tonight. I can’t believe it’s sold out on the first night already." The brown eyed young man looked at the stage with a big, bright smile before looking at Y/N again, "so everything is going good. Great even."

"Cool. Are we ready for the soundcheck? Can I go get my in-ear monitors in?" Hailee butted in the conversation and asked just as enthusiastically, eyeing the stage some more before focusing her attention back on her drummer.

"Oh yes! I have them already. Go get ready."

"M’kay, ready for soundcheck in 5 minutes, Mick."

"Okay!"

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"Are you ready?" Hailee’s makeup artist asked in a soft voice as she applied the last touches of makeup on the singer backstage, Hailee nodding gently as she stared ahead of her after taking a deep breath, making the makeup artist smile warmly at her.

"I’m a bit nervous." Hailee admitted as she bit on her bottom lip anxiously, watching from her position in the backstage the lights on stage changing colors while the music in the background became louder and louder each passing second, signaling and warning her she only had about 10 seconds before going on stage, the beats of the drums reverberating through her ribcage, filling her up with adrenaline.

"You’re gonna do great." Y/N shouted over Hailee’s fans loud screams and smiled encouragingly at her, shocked to see a small grin directed back at her after the singer moved her focus from the stage to her, meeting her gaze briefly then returning her eyes back on stage, taking one last deep breath before running on stage, saying ‘hi’ to her fans that erupted in the loudest collective scream yet.

"Hello everybody! How are you?" Hailee laughed into the mic when her fans screamed louder and shook her head fondly before continuing, "I can see you’re doing great! Let’s get this show started, shall we?"

-

Y/N had to admit the concert was amazing. The fans were crazy for Hailee and Hailee put one hell of a show for them. Y/N had travelled a lot and she had seen a lot of concerts when she was a singer’s bodyguard and she had seen a lot of crazy fans, a lot of them were crazy, but she had never seen so much love being directed at a singer with that intensity, with so much warmth. It was endearing, truly. "WOHO! HOW WAS THAT?!"

"You did amazing. Congratulations."

Hailee turned around to stare back at Y/N, still not expecting her acting so nicely after treating her so poorly. "Thank you!"

Y/N smiled warmly at Hailee but the brown haired girl just reciprocated with a tight lipped smile before turning towards her dancers engulfing her in a big group hug, "hey, great show!"

Mick high-fived Y/N enthusiastically and giggled alongside her while bumping their shoulders together, watching as the dancers surrounding Hailee now started jumping up and down with her in the middle and screaming at the top of their lungs. "And it’s just the beginning."

"Do you think it will get crazier?" Y/N asked with an incredulous voice, watching Mick nod with widened eyes. "Really?!"

"Yes! Hailee’s fans are the best. They are so passionate about her! It’s amazing."

"I saw them during the concert. I still have to ‘encounter’ them in other occasions but I can see they are passionate." Y/N admitted as she watched Hailee interact with her dancers as she smiled widely, "I guess I will need to be extra careful, right?"

"Eh, not that much. They are respectful. Most of them at least. She had almost zero encounters with ‘batshit crazy’ fans."

"That’s good to know. I had a quite a few with that kind of fans and trust me, it’s not a pretty sight to witness."

"Oh I’m sure." Mick snorted under his breath before shaking his head softly, "but I’m sure it’s fun and exciting, am I right?"

"In some way yeah. But I guess when you need to protect your client, you are worried too. Even if there isn’t too much danger."

"Oh yeah, right." Mick seemed to ask something else, but he never got the chance because Jasmine, one of the dancers, came sauntering towards them with a big grin and interrupted them.

"GUYS! GET READY! WE’RE GOING TO PARTY!"

"What?" Y/N snorted when Mick asked that question with his eyebrows furrowed and a confused expression on his face.

"You heard me. We are going to celebrate the first concert of the tour!"

"You already planned everything, didn’t you?" Mick asked with a mischievous grin on his lips as he crossed his arms and looked at Jasmine knowingly.

"Well, yeah! C’mon, we’ve known each other for years!" Y/N watched as Mick chuckled with a small nod as Jasmine circled her arm around his shoulders and side-hugged him tightly.

"Fair enough. Anyway, I’m always in when there is alcohol involved."

"Y/N, are you in?" Jasmine asked with a smile, rolling a strand of hair around her index finger and looking at the Y/H/C girl expectantly.

"I kinda have to." Y/N replied with a snort, "you guys kinda have to be friends with me, because wherever Hailee goes, I go too. But I’m glad you invited me, so I don’t feel like I’m crushing on you guys’ night."

Mick and Jasmine laughed at her joke and both punched her shoulders as they shook their heads, "you sound like a jealous girlfriend."

Y/N snorted out loud at Mick’s joke before flipping him off, making him laugh harder alongside Jasmine. "C’mon you two, let’s get drunk!"

-

"I know! But at least I got free alcohol!" Jasmine laughed care-freely as she sipped on her drink, moving her head to the beat of the song playing in the club while eyeing her friends in the vip area dancing.

"We got free alcohol. Thank you Jaz!" Mick leaned over the table and high-fived Jasmine then doing the same with Y/N, who was only paying half attention to what they were saying as she tried to keep her gaze focused on Hailee dancing with a few of her dancers on the dance floor not too far from them. "Dude you now look like a jealous girlfriend. Chill. She is with us. She is safe."

"Stop harassing her Mick. She is doing her job." Jasmine leaned over the table to slap Mick’s shoulder before sitting back on her chair and patting Y/N’s hand gently, drawing her full attention. "Don’t listen to him Y/N."

"Oh trust me, I’m not. And I never will." Y/N joked with a mischievous smile directed at Mick, making him gasp with an offended face, his mouth opened in an O shape and his eyebrows drawn together, but she purposefully ignored him and focused her attention on Jasmine instead. "I just- I don’t want to be too oppressive. She doesn’t want me here. But her mom does. I want her to trust her mom is right. I am not her enemy. Nor are her fans. But sometimes things get crazy and I am here to protect her if it will ever happen."

"Don’t worry Y/N. She will come around eventually." Jasmine assured Y/N with a warm smile.

"Yeah, she will. I am sure of that." Mick caught Y/N’s attention by laying a hand on the Y/H/C girl and patting it gently.

"Thank you guys." Y/N smiled in appreciation at her friends, who just lifted their drinks and winked at her with small grins of their own.

"I need a drink." Y/N snorted under her breath when another dancer, Tess, walked at their table and sat unceremoniously down on the chair beside her, a bit sweaty and out of breath. "Can you go get me one Mick?"

"Sure. For 200 dollars."

"What?! C’mon! You came here to sit three songs ago! I need to rest." Tess argued as she groaned at Mick’s mischievous expression.

"Not my fault. You could’ve joined me then and you could’ve rested enough to get a drink." Mick countered back with mirth glowing in his eyes. Despite his words, Y/N saw Mick gripping the chair’s armrests, a clear sign he is ready to get up, and that gesture made Y/N smile fondly as she witnessed the drummer mess around a little bit with Tess.

"Ugh, you’re an asshole." Tess flipped him off before sending him a kiss when he got up from his chair right after. "Love you!"

"Yeah, yeah." Mick waved Tess off before walking towards the small group still dancing and talked to Luke and Mark quickly, before walking towards the VIP area’s bar. He probably asked his friends to get drinks for everyone and not too long after everyone joined the table when Mick, Luke and Mark brought shots and drinks. Everyone except Hailee. Y/N was ready to sit up and join her to keep an eye on her closely, but Tess passed her a shot and made her cheer with everyone else. Then another. When the third one arrived in a very short time, Y/N declined it since she was technically working and that made her senses go back on alert, chancing a look at Hailee, expecting her to dance with the few people dancing on the dance floor, but she was met with uncomfortable eyes that were clearly asking for help. With a lightning-fast movement she sat up from her chair and strode towards the dance floor.

"C’mon, let me buy you a drink babe."

"Do not call me babe. I said no. Thank you." Hailee talked slowly but with a firm voice, her tone a bit lower and full of anger and annoyance.

"Then let’s dance a bit before getting that drink. I promise I will make worth your while."

Y/N wanted to punch that douchebag’s face repeatedly when she heard the conversation going on as she got closer to Hailee and a small curly, dark brown haired boy, watching as he ogled Hailee with his brown eyes. "Is there a problem here?"

"No. Bye."

Y/N had to restrain herself when the boy answered before Hailee could, not even moving his eyes from her chest before meeting Hailee’s gaze with a disgusting flirty smile, "where were we? Oh yeah, we were about to dance. Or we could skip the dance and the drink and get right to the good part."

"Like a said no. A million times no."

"But-."

"You heard her. No." Y/N interrupted him as she crossed her arms under her chest and approached Hailee slightly, noticing how she leaned a bit over her as she tried to move away from the boy.

"Who are you?" Y/N had to physically restrain herself from punching repeatedly this douchebag’s smug face by closing her hands into tight fists, feeling her short nails sink deep into her palm and creating a grounding stinging, and by taking a deep, calming breath but it proved to be a really difficult task when the douchebag’s face twisted in disgust, "go find another girl to hit on, she is not interested."

Y/N’s patience was becoming thinner by the second and closed her eyes for a second to stop from head-butting hard this jerk, before opening her Y/E/C eyes again and focusing her cold gaze on him, "the only person I want to hit, hard, right now it’s you. Don’t test my patience. I’m here to tell you to go fuck yourself."

"Nice try, but I’m not going anywhere. Not without her at least." Hailee frowned in disgust when the boy winked at her in something that he may have considered seductive before focusing his gaze back on Y/N. "So why don’t you go bother someone else?"

"Did I stutter? Go. Fuck. Yourself."

"Listen-."

"No you listen for once. I said no. NO. A million times no. I guess you don’t take a no for an answer but I don’t care. I said no. I’m not going anywhere with you. And apologize to her since she had been nice enough to not beating the shit out of you."

"Oh I got it now. You two are together. It’s fine. We can arrange something." Y/N and Hailee facepalmed right away as they stared dumbly at him for a few seconds but they sighed loudly when they noticed he was actually serious.

"We’re not together. I am her friend."

Hailee was glad Y/N didn’t use the word ‘bodyguard’ since this jerk seemed to be so dense and dumb that he would’ve thought about some kinky role play shit he would’ve wanted to join. "We are her friends and we tell you to go nicely. Don’t let me repeat myself or the word ‘nicely’ won’t be used again."

Hailee turned her head around and smiled warmly at Jasmine and Mick behind her mimicking Y/N’s pose and watching the boy with a withering glare, "ugh fine, you bitch were too fucking haughty and snob to fuck."

The boy turned around with a scoff and went to walk away, but Y/N stopped him right after, "oh hey! You forgot something."

"What?" The boy didn’t have time to turn fully around before Y/N’s fist collided with his cheek hard and made him fall down on the floor with a grunt that almost got covered by the cheers and loud wolf whistles from her friends as they cheered Y/N on.

"There. Now you can go to hell asshole."

-

After about an hour, Y/N walked out of the club, following Hailee closely as she talked animatedly with two of her dancers about something Y/N wasn’t exactly paying attention to. "You don’t have to worry about that, we will blame Pete for that."

"Hey!" Y/N smiled softly at the boy in question protesting, lowering her head down and watching her feet move on the concrete for a few moments before looking up ahead again.

"Don’t worry, we won’t do that." Hailee was quick to reassure with a calming, comforting tone but her innocent expression then broke into a mischievous smile a second later, "maybe."

"I hate you two!" Pete put his hands on Hailee’s and Lorna’s shoulders, walking respectively on his left and on his right side, and pushed them to the side, making them stumble in their steps.

"That’s our stop. We’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight Haiz." Lorna and Pete hugged Hailee tightly, doing the same with everyone that wasn’t on the bus they were staying in then walked in their bus.

"I’ll join you guys in a second. I will walk Hailee to her bus."

"Okay." Jasmine lifted her thumb up and nodded at her after she hugged Hailee goodnight and walked alongside her friends to their bus.

"Hm, I need to walk you back to your bus then I’ll leave you alone." Y/N told Hailee in an awkward stance and shrugged softly.

"Okay." Hailee nodded and started walking the few steps towards her tour bus, hearing Y/N catch up with her not even a second later.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Y/N didn’t believe Hailee not even for a second, she saw her bite on her bottom lip and fidget with her hands nervously since they left the club not too long ago, making Y/N ask if Hailee was okay.

"Are you sure? You seem a little bit- lost? Deep in thought. I just want to make sure you are okay."

"I am just a little bit shaken by what happened." Hailee finally admitted after a few seconds of silence, causing Y/N’s heart to clench at her quiet voice.

"I am so sorry." Y/N apologized with a regretful expression on her face and looked at Hailee with remorse clear in her Y/E/C eyes, "I shouldn’t have sat down at the table. I should’ve been right beside you so he wouldn’t have approached you in the first place." Y/N looked down at her feet for a few seconds in shame before looking back into Hailee’s brown irises when she felt them on her, finding nothing but fondness in those mesmerizing irises.

"Y/N, it’s not your fault. I actually really appreciated you giving me space and not staying glued to me all night long. I might not wanted and I might still not want you here since I don’t think getting a bodyguard was necessary but I understand my mother’s worries and I respect your job. And you did an amazing job. You came at the right time and helped me out and I’m grateful for that. Stop beating yourself up. You did nothing wrong."

"I know, but I should’ve arrived earlier. I should’ve stopped him before he could’ve approached you. I was distracted and I shouldn’t have been distracted. Not when I am working."

Hailee smiled tenderly at her before placing a hand on her right shoulder and caressed it softly in a comforting manner. "It’s okay. You need to have some fun too!"

"I don’t. Not when I’m working." Y/N countered back with her eyebrows furrowed and shook her head in denial, "my priority is your safety and I can’t protect you if I am distracted. It won’t happen again."

"Okay, stop. Hold on. Let me open the door and we can keep talking." Hailee rummaged in her purse to find the tour bus’ keys and opened the door, then signaled for Y/N to enter, but the girl shook her head and signaled her to go in first. Hailee rolled her eyes good-naturedly and shook her head with a small smile before she realized Y/N wasn’t going to give in and walked in first.

"Wow, what a mess!" Y/N said out loud and widened eyes comically as she took in the place, full of clothes scattered all over the living room’s floor and couches.

"Yeah sorry, I was trying to unpack a few things."

"All of this is a bit more than a few things." Y/N joked as she looked at Hailee comically and the girl shrugged shyly.

"Anyway, we started on a wrong foot. Especially because of me. Let’s start over. I will try to be more polite to you if you will try to have fun when needed."

"Oh I didn’t realize this was a negotiation." Y/N cracked another joke, smiling mischievously at Hailee while shaking her index finger to point at Hailee and herself, the singer scoffing with another good-naturedly roll of her eyes. "Anyway, I will try. But your safety has to come first."

"Deal."

-

"Ugh, Y/N relax. You don’t need to walk me back every night to my trailer, especially when it’s 10 feet away from the entrance!"

"I am sorry, but this is the protocol. It’s my job to be sure you are safe in your trailer."

"Yeah, okay, but no one is around. My fans are on the other side of the venue."

"I still will walk you back in your trailer." Hailee huffed out a small laugh as she fished her keys from her stage pants she stashed in there after grabbing them on the counter in her changing room before walking out of the venue and unlocked her tour bus door. "I-."

"Like every other night for the past month, no. You don’t need to check the bus. It was locked."

"Okay." Y/N sighed dejectedly, scratching her forehead in frustration at Hailee’s stubbornness as she looked the singer in her eyes, "you did great tonight by the way."

"Thank you." Hailee smiled widely at the compliment, adrenaline still pumping hard in her veins at how wonderful the concert was that night. The crowd was ecstatic and the atmosphere was amazing.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight Y/N."

-

Y/N could hear Hailee’s name being screamed by the ecstatic crowd from the backstage and couldn’t help but smile at how passionate Hailee’s fans were and how much love they showed her, "okay, all set. You can go on stage now."

"What’s up everybody!" Y/N smiled widely when Hailee run up on stage and the whole crowd erupted in a loud scream of excitement at her sight, "wow, I see you are happy to see me!"

No matter how many times she saw it, Y/N was still stunned how much loved Hailee was by her fans. She had travelled a lot and she had been pretty famous singer’s bodyguard before, and even if Hailee’s fans weren’t that much compared to the singers’ fans Y/N had worked for, she could see the real passion, affection and love they had for Hailee. A lot of really famous singers have also a lot of ‘occasional’ fans in the crowd that are there at their concert just to watch them live, but with Hailee’s fans Y/N could see every single one of them would go to every single one of Hailee’s shows, they weren’t just occasional fans. "WOHO! WHAT A GREAT SHOW!"

"Fuck you Mick! You will make me go deaf one of these days."

"Nah, you’ll be just fine." Mick waved her off and snickered as he circled his arm around Y/N’s shoulders and hugged her closer for a moment before pulling away.

A few seconds later a body crashed into her back as it crawled over it, giving her just a few seconds to react and grab the person’s thighs to prevent them to fall on the ground, "Y/N! I missed you!"

"Jaz we saw each other 2 hours ago!"

"I know! But I still missed you!" Y/N smiled warmly at her friend as she hugged her tightly and shook her head before putting her down gently.

"Oh yeah! I’m gonna change quickly. I wanna say ‘hi’ to them." Y/N heard Hailee speak to her manager not too far from her and watched curiously as she run to the hallway that led to the dressing rooms, already knowing she was talking about going to say ‘hi’ to her fans waiting outside the arena. She followed her and waited patiently outside her dressing room as Hailee finished changing from her stage clothes and walked her to her fans when she finished, watching with fondness in her eyes Hailee talk to her fans, signing their pictures of her and taking selfies with them. It was calm for almost 10 minutes until a fight started not too far away from them, a few rows back, between a few Hailee’s fans. A few screams could be heard and Y/N, waiting patiently a few feet behind Hailee until then, immediately jumped into action and went to take Hailee away from the scene, since the arena’s guards already got it covered, but the singer walked forward to try to calm everyone down slipping from Y/N’s grasp. Y/N saw from the corner of her eyes as she walked again towards Hailee, a girl crashing into another girl holding a beer and accidentally breaking the bottle onto the barrier on her left, before another girl crashed onto her side and made her stumble forward, dangerously close to Hailee, as she walked a few steps forward to try to help and calm everyone down. "Guys, please let’s just-."

"Hailee!" Y/N got in front of Hailee’s just in time. The Y/H/C girl grabbed the singer’s forearm and pulled her behind her back as she got in front of her a second before the broken bottle got pushed into her lower stomach while the girl holding the bottle fell down on the floor right in front of Y/N’s feet. Y/N grunted in pain when she felt a big piece of glass embed in her skin and flesh, while the rest fell down on the floor and crashed into pieces, but the Y/H/C girl pushed the pain away to protect Hailee and moved her away from the hassle. "We need to go."

"Oh shit- Y/N!"

"We need to go now. I need to escort you away to a safe place."

"B-but we need to look at that-."

"I’ll be fine." Y/N gritted through her teeth as she ignored the excruciating pain and grunted out loud when she pushed Hailee towards the direction of her tour bus.

"Y/N we seriously need to call someone." Y/N grunted back in protest as she kept pushing Hailee towards the bus and signaled for her to open the door as she looked around for anymore treats. "Y/N, please. You’re bleeding."

"I will check it as soon as I am sure you are safe and now-." Y/N trailed off as she closed the door behind her and locked the door. "Now you are." Y/N sighed out loud as she laid her back on the closed door for just a moment before she pushed past the pain for a few more seconds to check the entire bus to be completely sure Hailee was safe.

"Okay, now please, stop here and let me check." Hailee leaned her hands on Y/N’s shoulders when she joined her back on the living area and pushed down gently to let her lay her butt on the small table behind her. "Oh fuck. It looks bad." Hailee stated, examining the big red spot on Y/N’s white t-shirt with a worried expression on her face.

"Can you- l-lift the shirt?"

"I don’t know." Y/N grunted in pain when Hailee just grazed the hem of Y/N’s shirt and stopped her movements right away.

"Fuck." Y/N hissed out loud and retracted her body abruptly from Hailee’s grasp, "sorry, just- be careful."

"I am." Hailee replied softly with a small smile, "I think we should let it be checked." Hailee repeated as she looked once again at the blood stained patch on Y/N’s white shirt, biting her bottom lip nervously. A few seconds later she felt the bus move and instinctively looked at the closed door separating the living area from the driving cabin at the front of the bus with her eyebrows furrowed together. "No, no, no! We should stop."

"No, it’s okay. It’s important that we get away from that chaos. We can handle it. Wait, let me rephrase that. I can handle it. I don’t want to bother you too much. I will go into the bathroom and as soon as we are far away I will go into my bus." Y/N announced as she lifted herself off the table with another pained grunt and limped a few steps towards the bathroom to check herself the damage that broken bottle did to her, but a gentle hand on her right bicep stopped her in her tracks.

"You can’t be serious Y/N. I will help you." Y/N smiled in appreciation at the soft tone Hailee used and nodded gently at her, who nodded back with a small grin of her own, "okay, now stay put. I don’t want to hurt you if you move."

"Yeah, okay." Y/N let herself be lead by Hailee back towards the table, making her sit back down on the table and slowly but more firmly this time, lifted Y/N’s t-shirt to assess Y/N’s injury, carefully slipping the shirt away from the glass before pulling it up under her chest.

"Oh shit." Y/N gasped out loud when she felt the cold air hit her hot skin and chanced a glance down her lower stomach.

"Oh shit." Y/N repeated Hailee’s words and stared at the big piece of green glass embedded into her skin. "Fuck."

"Sorry!" Hailee grimaced in apology as she tentatively grazed the piece of glass to assess the damage.

"Don’t worry." Y/N said through gritted teeth as she tried to subdue the stinging sensation in her lower stomach, "it has to be taken out."

"Wait- do you want me to-? No! No way." Hailee asked when she moved her eyes away from Y/N’s injury and found her Y/E/C eyes staring at her expectantly.

"Hailee please, we still need to drive for a bit more and I am starting to feel dizzy. So we need to take this out and stop me from bleeding out. I would have done it myself but I don’t have enough energy in me to pull it out neatly, I would cause more unnecessary damage. So please, I know I am asking too much, but you are my greatest option right now."

"Geez, talk about ‘no pressure’." Hailee joked and made Y/N chuckle airily under her breath as she smiled fondly at the singer.

"Yeah." Y/N shook her head and looked at Hailee amusedly, "sorry but it is what it is."

"No I got it." Y/N smiled fondly at Hailee and nodded once before letting her continue, "I just don’t want to screw it up. And I don’t want to hurt you."

"Don’t worry, you won’t. You will do great. I will guide you through it all."

"Why do I feel like it’s not your first time being this heavily injured?"

"Because it’s not. I liked to get into a lot of trouble in high school." Hailee smiled mischievously down at her but in her eyes Y/N could see worry and apprehension as she stared into her brown irises.

"Hm, why am I not surprised?" Y/N snorted under her breath and blushed slightly under Hailee’s gaze, "anyway, we should probably focus. I seriously need to take this shit out, you look a little pale."

"Yeah, yeah. It also hurts like a bitch. So we should hurry."

"Okay-." Hailee took a big, deep breath to ground herself and closed her eyes to focus, a few seconds passing before she opened them once again and with her index finger and thumb took a solid hold of the big, broken bottle’s piece. She stared at the glass a couple of seconds, took another deep breath then looked into Y/N’s eyes firmly, "on three. One, two, THREE!"

Y/N groaned out loud, trying not to scream too loudly at the searing pain in her abdomen and closed her eyes shut hard, "ow! Fuck, fuck, fucking shit!" Y/N felt dizzy and hold onto the table’s edge hard to prevent herself to fall on the ground. "Sorry for cursing. It won’t happen again." Y/N murmured quietly after she gained some consciousness, her head spinning slightly and feeling a little bit weak.

"Are you serious right now?" Hailee asked incredulously as she walked to the trash can and dumped the broken bottle’s piece into it and walked back to Y/N to assess her injury. "You were in pain. Hell, you are still in so much pain. There is no need to apologize."

"I know, but I’m still working right now, so I should try to at least be well behaved." Y/N tried to reason with seriousness but the small smile that Hailee sent her way broke her deep serious frown into a big grin of her own as they both chuckled under their breaths.

"I don’t care. You are not working right now. You are a friend that got hurt and I am taking care of you."

"I should consider myself lucky, shouldn’t I?"

"Oh yeah, very lucky actually!" Hailee replied with a serious face as she nodded once before breaking her serious façade with another grin, her hands still lifting Y/N’s shirt up some more to prevent the shirt’s fabric to stick onto Y/N’s deep cut on her lower abdomen, "I will take care of you really good, you’ll see!" Hailee winked playfully before looking down on Y/N’s cut to see if there was any small pieces of glass left that she didn’t take out earlier, luckily there weren’t. When she moved her eyes once again back on Y/N’s face she was met with a small blush on Y/N’s face and a big, mischievous and cheeky grin on her lips. "What?" When Y/N just kept staring at her knowingly, Hailee thought about what she had said and immediately blushed furiously as she fumbled over her words to try to clarify, "NOT LIKE THAT! Y/N!" Hailee slapped gently Y/N’s shoulder, who chuckled softly under her breath.

"Hey! You are the dirty-minded here, you should hit yourself! And I’m injured, I’m in a lot of pain right now, it’s not fair hitting me!" Y/N caressed her left shoulder where Hailee slapped her and chuckled under her breath at their banter.

"Not enough to stop you from being the only dirty-minded here!" Hailee countered back before lifting a challenging eyebrow up when Y/N opened her mouth to try to counter her back. She smirked triumphantly when Y/N shut her mouth and grunted out childishly.

"It’s not my fault, you said it like it was meant to be dirty!" Y/N replied a few moments later and pouted softly, trying to play her trump card and make Hailee relent and say she was the one dirty-minded between them, but it only blackmailed when Hailee smirked cheekily.

"Well, this only proves you are the dirty-minded here. Because even if I decided to specifically say those words with a dirty meaning, I covered it all up with an innocent look and I made it sound innocent. You were the one that caught the dirty meaning behind that phrase. But it wasn’t the case anyway, because I didn’t realize what I said only after you pointed them out, you horndog."

"Ugh, fine you won. Now please, tell me if I need stitches because I seriously need to disinfect the cut before it could get infected."

"Oh yeah! Wait-uhm- how do I know you don’t need stitches?" Hailee asked with an insecure voice, her eyes now back analyzing the cut intensely while her eyebrows were cutely furrowed together in concentration.

"Check the central portion of the cut. How distant are the two flaps of skin?"

"Hm, I think not too much. Maybe just a tad bit of a quarter of an inch."

"Okay, that’s a good thing. You don’t need to patch me up-." Y/N trailed off as she thought over what Hailee said while she tried to see the cut’s damage for herself too.

"Yeah- wait, hold the fuck up. I would’ve had to patch you up? Are you insane?" Hailee asked incredulously and stared at Y/N like she just grew two heads, who simply chuckled in amusement as she shook her head good-naturedly.

"No, I’m Y/N."

"I-hm." Hailee opened her mouth to prepare herself to counter Y/N’s words back, but as soon as her brain registered Y/N’s witty joke, she closed her mouth shut and looked at Y/N unamused. Y/N then chuckled softly under her breath and shook her head, but didn’t add anything else, wanting to hear what Hailee would counter back, excited for their new teasing and bickering dynamic. "Wow Y/N, that was really mature of you, I must admit. Very, very mature."

"What can I say? I’m a book full of surprises and plot twists." Y/N replied with nonchalance, shrugging and smiling innocently at Hailee.

"Unbelievable." Hailee shook her head good-naturedly and rolled her eyes in amusement as she walked to the cabinet where she knew there was the first aid kit and joined Y/N again. She place the bag beside Y/N and grabbed a cotton wool, soaked it with hydrogen peroxide and lifted it to Y/N’s cut. "Okay, this will hurt a little."

"OHW! OWH! OWH! FUCKFUCKSHIT!"

"Almost done, stay put!"

"I’m trying!"

"Not enough!" Y/N grunted at Hailee’s reprimand and tried to stay as still as the excruciating pain on the left side of her lower stomach allowed her to, closing her eyes shut as Hailee cleaned her cut. "Almost done."

"Finally, ugh it hurts so much, shit."

Hailee then stopped altogether when her eyes moved up from the cut just an fraction of second and got met with Y/N’s defined abs, every muscle standing out due to Y/N contracting them from the pain. "Uhm-." Hailee opened and closed her mouth like a damned dumb fish, slapping herself on the forehead in her mind for not getting a grip on herself at the sight of just defined abs and a well-defined body, her hand frozen on the cut.

"Hailee please, hurry- fuck! Ohw, ohw, ohw!"

"Oh, shit! Sorry!" Hailee apologized as she lifted the cotton wool from the ugly cut after she started pressing on it too much without notice in her distracted state and cursed herself under her breath for hurting Y/N more than necessary due to her being an- horndog? A stupid? "Here, done!"

"Uh, fucking finally. Okay, it is starting to subside." Y/N started to breath evenly back a few seconds later Hailee stopped mending her injury and relaxed her previously contracted abdomen when she could just feel a light and small stinging sensation from her lower stomach cut.

"We need to put an antiseptic cream on it otherwise it will get infected." Hailee pointed out as she walked towards the bathroom and opened her medicine cabinet, finding the aforementioned cream after rummaging a bit in the cabinet. "Wow, I need to thank my mom for thinking about everything. She packed a whole pharmacy in my medicine bag."

"A big thank you to Mama Steinfeld." Y/N breathed out as she nodded oxygen Hailee before chuckling softly under her breath with her as Hailee approached Y/N back and opened the bandages.

"Ugh, it looks ugly. Does it hurt a lot?"

"Not as much as before but it still hurts." Y/N explained with a shrug as she looked down at her injury too.

"Okay good. This will sting a bit but it will get it better." Y/N nodded and gritted her teeth to prepare herself for the stinging, flinching just a bit when Hailee’s delicate hand applied the antiseptic cream on Y/N’s cut with a cotton swab.

"Do you want me to blow on it just a bit?" Hailee did all her best to refrain her face to break into a big grin and tried to keep a serious face as she asked the question and it got even more difficult when Y/N looked down at her incredulously but she kept applying the cream not looking at Y/N, fearing she would crack and laugh out loud if she looked into Y/N’s incredulous eyes.

"How old do you think I am?"

"I don’t know, 5 years old?" Hailee then cracked as she looked at Y/N with her bottom lip trapped under her teeth to prevent her smile to broaden but as soon as she met Y/N’s eyes she bursted out laughing.

"Ha-ha very funny." Y/N rolled her eyes good-naturedly and snorted under her breath, her heart fluttering alongside her stomach at the cute laugh Hailee was emitting for her own joke.

"I know, I am hilarious."

"Debatable." Y/N countered back jokingly, "ohw, hey!"

"Sorry!" Hailee smiled apologetically but Y/N saw through that and rolled her eyes at her pushing on her cut at her mocking words.

"Thanks." Y/N breathed out gently as soon as Hailee stopped applying the antiseptic cream and smiled in appreciation for her care and patience.

"Okay, time to patch you up and we’re done!"

"Finally!" Y/N exclaimed out loud, amusing Hailee to no end as she wrapped the bandage around Y/N’s lower stomach. "Thank you."

"You’re welcome." Hailee smiled affectionately at Y/N after placing the other unused bandages back into the emergency kit and looked at her in gratitude, "I actually should be the one thanking you. Not the way around."

"I was just doing my job."

"You almost got hurt badly for it." Y/N shook her head with a soft smile and lifted her hand up in protest.

"It’s nothing. I’ve been worse injured." Y/N admitted with a mix of shyness and resolution, trying to make Hailee stop feeling bad for her.

PART 2

[hard-core-super-star]

why we ever [K.Bishop]

pairing: vampire!kate bishop x reader

summary: forgiveness comes in many different shapes. thankfully, you and kate find the one that works best for both of you.

warnings: SMUT -> MINORS DNI! [porn with a lot of feelings and some plot; blood and hot vampire fangs; fingersucking {with blood involved}; kate loves neck kisses; kate's a MASSIVE tease and cocky about it; dashes of praise and a smidge of degradation; cunnilingus {kate receiving}; fingering {kate receiving}; so much playful arguing; r gets left high and dry but shhhh]

wordcount: 3.9k

a/n: WOULD YOU BELIEVE IT? T'S FINALLY HERE! i'm not saying this the last part of this wonderful AU but...it might be. i absolutely fell in love with vampire!kate though AND this AU so maybe i'll do more with it later. for now, this is the end...until i decide to get over myself and post it as a full story on both wattpad and ao3. anyway, thank you for coming along with me on this special ride, i hope you enjoyed it as much as i did <3 [oh and friendly reminder that my commissions are open :) ]

part one | part two | part three |

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If you had a nickel for every time you had a heated make-out session with Kate Bishop while she was slightly injured, you would have two nickels. It’s not a lot but you’re pretty sure the universe is plotting against you. Not to do anything particularly harmful to you…unless making out with a ridiculously hot and complicated vampire is harmful.

Although, considering your current situation, maybe it is harmful.

You’re honestly starting to believe the archer is going to be the death of you. And not because she’s a blood-sucker but because she’s the best kisser you’ve ever met. 

With the softest wandering hands. 

Hands that are currently gripping your waist so hard, you’re pretty sure there’ll be bruises there tomorrow…not that you’d mind. It wouldn’t be the worst reminder of her you’ve ever had.

“y/n…” Her voice startles you despite how soft it is.

You hum in response, pulling back just enough to be able to make eye contact with her. “Yeah?”

“Come here.” Her tone leaves no room for argument and yet you can’t resist the urge to get under her skin just a bit.

“So you can bleed out all over my bed?” You question while doing your best to ignore the irony in your words. “I’m gonna pass.”

She stares at you with her eyes slightly narrowed and you wait for the annoyed remark that’s sure to follow. Except it doesn’t come and you’re suddenly reminded you don’t know nearly enough about Kate’s weird vampire powers. All you really know is her fangs are hot as hell and she’s surprisingly strong.

But she’s apparently also freakishly fast because all you do is blink and suddenly she’s laying you down on your bed and hovering over you with that same old smirk. “You were saying?”

“You’re insufferable.” Despite your words, you wrap your arms around her and pull her closer, savoring the warmth of her body against yours.

It’s embarrassing to admit how much you’ve missed this. How much you’ve missed her. How despite all the anger and the snark, you instantly melt into her again. As if she didn’t ruin your life without a care in the world.

You know it’s a lot more complicated than that and yet a part of you still holds on to that. To how quickly she would have let you go if you hadn’t been accidentally bonded to each other.

“Why are you thinking so much?” She’s clearly trying to tease you but there’s a hint of concern in her voice that’s hard to hide.

“One of us has to and it’s clearly not going to be you.”

The pout that crosses her face is equal parts ridiculous and adorable. “You’re so mean.”

“Shut up and kiss me, idiot.”

It’s unusual but Kate actually listens to you for once. Although maybe that’s just because kissing you seems to be the only thing on her mind since she showed up outside your window looking as beautiful as ever.

Either way, you kiss her back eagerly, allowing your hands to travel up and tangle in her hair. The urge to tug on the silky locks rises up inside you all at once and before you know it, you’re pulling on her hair. 

The noise she lets out at the sensation borders on sinful and it’s impossible to hide your satisfied smile. You pull a little harder, just enough to detach her from your lips and take in the way her eyes flutter closed.

You’re about to tease her for her borderline desperate reactions when you notice how pale and shaky she is. The overwhelming wave of desire that had been building inside of you instantly dies down as concern takes over.

“Kate,” you say. “You’re shaking.”

She ignores your words in favor of kissing you again and even though you want to yell at her for being irresponsible, you can’t resist kissing her back. You can’t even begin to imagine how many times you’ve thought about this very moment…except in your dreams, she wasn’t shaking like a stubborn leaf clinging to a tree branch.

Despite her strength, it’s obvious she’s having a hard time holding herself above you. She tries to distract you by pulling away from your lips and attaching herself to your neck. It’s a pretty effective move yet all it does is remind you of the question you’ve been meaning to ask since she mentioned she hadn’t bitten anyone in a while.

You tilt your head back just enough to give her better access to your neck. You barely manage to hold back a whimper as her teeth graze your skin. “When, um, was the last time you…fed?”

Her silence is enough of an answer.

“Uh…quite a while,” she murmurs, practically hiding her face in your neck. “I had a replacement for a while but I ran out a few days ago.”

You’re not an expert in this field but your common sense is strong enough to tell you that can’t be good. And suddenly the infection she’s fighting off makes perfect sense.

“A few days? And then you decided to go get your ass kicked?”

“Wrong,” she replies with a playful glare. “I didn’t get my ass kicked, I…was just a little slower than usual.”

“A little?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Shut up,” she grumbles.

You chuckle in response before an idea hits you. It seems obvious and yet your heart skips a beat while you think it over. The memory of Kate’s fangs on your neck still lingers in your mind…along with the intense flood of pleasure it brought.

“Kate.” The shakiness of your voice is more than enough to get her attention. “You could…you know, from me.”

Her eyes widen slightly but she can’t quite hide the excited smile that starts to pull at her lips. “You want me to bite you?”

You want to roll your eyes at her for using such a casual word for something that’s anything but casual. You both know it’s a lot more than her simply “biting” you and maybe, deep down, a part of you hopes it’ll be an unspoken promise that she won’t let you go again. That things have changed and this time, you’ll actually get it right.

“Sure, why not,” you respond, trying to act like your heart isn’t racing in your chest. “It’s better than you passing out on top of me.”

The sound of her laugh helps to soothe the majority of your remaining nervousness. “That was uncalled for.”

Your hands drift down to the base of her neck and you pull her down against you once more. She seems to understand your unspoken words because she presses a few feather-light kisses to your neck as one of her hands grips your waist. 

“I think you’ve gotten brattier since the last time I saw you,” she murmurs almost absent-mindedly. 

“I wonder why.” The only reason you’re able to stop yourself from rolling your eyes is the flash of pleasure that shoots down your spine from the sensation of her fangs grazing your neck.

You don’t have to be looking at her to know she’s wearing that smug grin again, the one that says she knows exactly how to wind you up like you’re her favorite toy. “Sounds like someone wants to be put in their place…”

Her words steal a whimper from you despite your attempts at staying somewhat stoic. It’s an act that hasn’t worked for you at all but you’re set on being just as stubborn as her until she admits to being an absolute idiot. It seems she’d rather make you fall apart under her than allow herself to admit that right now, though.

Thankfully, you have a fool-proof strategy to get on her nerves and get what you want from her.

“Stop stalling and just bite me, Katherine.”

Your heart nearly stops as you listen to the rumble that builds up in Kate’s throat. It’s barely a growl but it’s close enough to one to leave you stunned…and maybe more than a little aroused.

Or maybe more than just a little considering her response.

“Oh, I see,” she says, her voice dropping in both volume and pitch. “You’re not a brat at all. You’re just a needy little thing, aren’t you? You just can’t help yourself.”

You want nothing more than to deny her claim but of course, she can’t make it easy on you. Instead of letting you reply, she waits for you to open your mouth and then she strikes. 

The soft grazing of her fangs against the side of your neck turns into a hard bite in an instant, leaving you breathless and holding onto her for dear life. 

Even though you had been waiting for her to do it, the sharp, stinging sensation catches you completely off-guard. No amount of good memory could have helped you remember what it feels like to have a vampire feed from you.

It’s a particular kind of pain that brings a rush to your system. Especially to the growing heat between your legs.

The seconds stretch out into endless, blissful, minutes of you holding onto Kate while she drains you dry. Or as dry as she can without making you pass out. You’re not exactly sure how she knows when to stop, all you know is the room starts spinning and the strength in your arms starts disappearing when she pulls away from you. 

You stare up at her with half-closed eyes, barely suppressing the gasp that threatens to escape you at the sight of her. Her messy hair frames her face perfectly enough to make the dark stains of blood that coat her mouth evident under the moonlight. Maybe you should find the whole thing terrifying but you can’t. Not when she’s smiling brighter than all the stars in the sky outside.

It’s like you can visibly see the strength coming back to her. The dark circles under her eyes disappear in almost an instant and the color returns to her face, finally allowing her cheeks to take on a rosy hue. You want to call her out for obviously downplaying how badly she had been doing but you can’t seem to put your thoughts into words.

Kate, despite her insistence that she’s not a mind reader, reassures you before you can even freak out. “Give yourself a second, I um…might have drank a lot.”

At least that explains your sudden yet overwhelming exhaustion.

You hum in response, the sound turning into a chuckle once you catch sight of the apologetic smile on her face. You can’t stop yourself from finding it cute.

She lays back down but this time next to you, propping her head up with her elbow and keeping her free arm wrapped around your waist. Even though she’s technically still holding you close to her, you instantly miss the feeling of having her on top of you.

You’d rather not admit how many nights you’ve fallen asleep to the thought of you and her intertwined like this. 

“Hey, princess.” Her soft words make you turn your head to the side so you can look at her. “…can you say something so I know you’re okay?”

“I’m fine, Katie,” you mumble. Despite your attempt to reassure her, you’re a bit startled by how tired you sound…and how needy you still are.

Her hand mindlessly draws shapes on your stomach, her fingers “accidentally” slipping under the hem of your shirt. “Sorry about drinking so much, I guess I was hungrier than I thought.”

“I told you,” you reply with a playful glare. “It’s a miracle you didn’t pass out."

She rolls her eyes but her fingers don’t stop their careful exploring. “Right back at you. Not everyone can handle being drained like that.”

You know what she means and yet your mind drifts to other, much more pleasurable, contexts. Even though you’d only spent one night tangled up with her, feeling her muscles under your hands and hearing her whispers in your ear, you’ve spent almost every night since then fantasizing about her. 

No amount of frustration can take away your desire for her. That’s probably the only thing you’re certain of at this point.

Kate notices your wandering thoughts and allows her fingers to wander just as much. Her fingers trail up your stomach until they reach the edge of your bra. She pauses there, acting like she doesn’t know exactly what she’s doing.

The way she’s looking at you does little to soothe your growing need but you’re too captivated to even try to look away. You’ve needed this, needed her, for far longer than you’ve ever let yourself admit. 

“Everything okay, baby?” Her tone makes it more than clear that she’s toying with you. 

“Shut up.” Even though you do your best to sound annoyed by her teasing, your words end up coming out a tad too whiny to be effective.

She not so subtly moves her hand again until she’s practically groping your chest. “You’re such a brat.”

“And you’re not?” 

She grumbles in response, clearly unable to act like she’s not a massive, stubborn, brat. Your victory is short lived, though, since her touches become firmer and your body reacts immediately. 

You arch into her touch and earn a low chuckle from her. “And here I was thinking you were tired.”

“You’re such a fucking tease.”

“Watch your mouth, princess.” She pinches your nipple over the thin fabric of your bra, a grin spreading across her face as she hears your gasp.

You want to push her buttons just to see her reaction but it’s slowly becoming clear to you that you need more than just her teasing touches. The blood that still stains her lips only serves to drive you further into desperation. 

She catches you staring, the grin on her face turning into a smirk that borders on predatory. You half-expect her to kiss you and rub your curiosity about the taste of your own blood in your face but she takes a different approach. 

Her hand leaves your body, much to your dismay, and she keeps her eyes locked on yours as she brings her fingers to the blood-stained corner of her mouth. You really shouldn’t be finding it so arousing and yet here you are, walls clenching around nothing but pure air.

That damn smirk doesn’t fade off her face for a second as she brings her fingers toward your mouth. There’s an unspoken question in the air that she doesn’t get a chance to ask since your lips part instantly for her. You don’t even have to think about it, you simply do it and your eyes practically roll into the back of your head from the feeling.

“There you go, princess,” she whispers. “I think I like you better like this.”

All you can do is hum in response which only further fuels her sudden need for dominance over you. As much as you love arguing and pushing her, you can’t deny how good it feels to have her like this again. 

Completely in control but so oblivious to it. 

She silently admires you while you suck her fingers, moving her fingers back and forth the slightest bit just to watch the pleasure that blooms across your features. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what she’s thinking about and you can’t deny how badly you hope she’ll make her thoughts a reality.

Her fingers slide out far too quickly for your liking but she doesn't give you a chance to complain. “You’re sure you’re okay? We don’t have to keep going, you know?”

“I know,” you reply, ignoring the way your heart skips a beat. “But I’m kicking you out if you leave me like this.”

“That’s fair,” she says with a chuckle. “I think we’re still wearing too many clothes, though.”

“We finally agree on something.” 

Your hands reach out for her before you can stop them and she thankfully understands your intentions. She climbs back on top of you in an instant, straddling your lap and allowing you to lift her shirt over her head. 

It takes no time for you to get lost in the feeling of her muscles under your fingertips. Of the way her muscles tense up beneath your touch and her stomach clenches with every sharp intake of breath. It’s far more addicting than you ever would have thought.

Nothing could ever distract you from the main event, though and you practically vibrate with excitement as Kate reaches back to unclasp her bra. If she notices your barely suppressed desperation to feel her against you, she doesn’t point it out. Instead, she grabs your wrists and moves your hands onto her chest.

The visual of her throwing her head back while you eagerly play with her breasts is almost enough to send you tumbling into an orgasm but you barely manage to keep yourself at bay. You can’t stop yourself from wondering why you ever let the brunette push you away when things feel so right with her.

“Fuck,” Kate groans. “I missed this.”

“Just this?” you ask, lightly tugging on her hardened nipples just to watch her tremble.

“You know what I mean.” You relish the breathy tone that coats her voice.

Your response doesn’t come in words, mainly because you know talking back will only serve to distract both of you, and instead you drag your hands down her body again. Your fingers mess with the button on her jeans while you watch the way her chest rises up and down with each breath. 

“Come on, Katie, you’ve left me waiting long enough.”

She wastes no time jumping into action at your words. You merely lean back and watch while she shimmies out of her jeans and underwear, barely suppressing a teasing comment once you catch sight of the ruined garments.

“Was this what you wanted, baby?” She asks, her voice low and full that suggestive tint she loves so much.

"Shut up," you reply as your hands land on her strong thighs, rubbing random patterns onto her skin.

You expect her to complain about your "brattiness" but she's apparently far too worked up for that. Instead, she moves far faster than your eyes can even comprehend until she's hovering over your face.

Her sharp eyes stare down at you, her intentions more than clear as she waits for a reaction. You don't quite give her what she wants, though. Your reaction doesn't come in the form of words or even moans, it comes in you tilting your head back and gripping her thighs so hard that your nails leave little imprints on her skin.

The gasp she lets out is enough of a reward for you and you gently guide her down until your mouth finally meets her drenched cunt. You're not sure who moans louder when your tongue starts exploring her folds.

"Holy shit-"

There's a comment on the tip of your tongue that you don't get the chance to make since she grinds her hips down and effectively steals all your thoughts away. You keep one hand on her thigh while the other one moves to her mound, your fingers tracing a teasing path down her skin.

You allow your fingers to linger there, pulling in just the right way until her swollen clit gets revealed to your eager mouth. Your lips instantly wrap around it and the sound she makes borders so close to a whine that you can't help but feel incredibly proud of yourself.

She'd never admit it but you have her completely wrapped around your finger. Maybe that's why she loves arguing with you so much. It's a frankly juvenile habit that simply serves to hide the multitude of feelings she's spent so long running away from.

"I was wrong," she suddenly speaks up. "I like you much better like this. Such a good girl, letting me use your mouth like this."

Her words draw out a long moan from you. The vibration makes her hips shake in a borderline desperate way and you can't hold yourself back any longer. You need to make her fall apart for you. To see and feel the truth she tried to hide by pushing you away.

Your fingers wander once more and your eyes practically roll into the back of your head as you feel her walls greedily sucking them in. She's so wet that you're able to slip in two at the same time, feeling her clench around them every time you push in deeper.

"y/n!" One of her hands flies down to grip onto your head. She tries to push you further into her wetness but her movements are too sloppy to successfully move you.

It takes you less than a second to figure out what she wants, though, and you happily oblige.

Your tongue swirls around her clit as your fingers speed up, curling just enough every time you thrust them back inside her pussy. You're not sure what's more addicting, the sinful sounds she lets out with zero remorse, the fluttering of her walls around your fingers, or the constant bucking of her hips.

You're drowning in her and you've never been happier.

"Fuck, don't stop, princess. You're doing so good."

The soft praise is all the encouragement you need to double your efforts. It's almost impossible to tell who's more desperate for her orgasm but you seem to somehow meet in the middle.

You keep up your fast pace, your focus bouncing back and forth between the sound of her moans and the way your fingers easily slip in and out of her. All it takes is one particularly harsh suck for Kate to fall apart for you.

You're mesmerized as you watch, and feel, her orgasm rip through her body. You don't dare stop your motions even as her body trembles above you, her mouth falling open into a silent scream that leaves you breathless. The fluttering of her walls is addictive but you slip your fingers out of her entrance and quickly replace them with your tongue, eagerly drinking up every ounce of her pleasure.

You could easily spend hours lost in the essence of her and the addictive taste of her arousal. She quickly grows too sensitive and, even though you'd love nothing more than to keep going, gently tugs your hair until she's able to get you to detach yourself from her cunt.

You're sure you must look like a mess, your lips and chin wet and covered in her slick, but Kate doesn't care. She doesn't care about anything besides the fact that you're here. You're real. You're hers.

Despite her clear exhaustion, she manages to maneuver herself until she's lying on top of you, her face buried into the side of your neck.

"You're either hungry again or very sleepy," you say with a teasing grin the brunette doesn't see.

"The second one," she mutters.

You'd love nothing more than to complain and remind her you still haven't had a single orgasm but she looks far too adorable for you to do that. Plus, she's a creature of the night, you have no doubt she'll be waking you up in a few hours, telling you how badly she craves the taste of you.

Your arms wrap around her right as you feel her smirk against your skin. She places a few open-mouthed kisses there before speaking again. "Don't worry, I didn't forget about you."

You know her words are meant to be passionate, even arousing, but they strike a different chord within you. They end up being comforting.

Reassuring.

Both of you had messed up badly but here you were. Together despite everything.

Maybe, just maybe, you don't regret falling for Kate Bishop.

But you'd rather not tell her that.

[haizficz]

Flowers on your skin

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Kate Bishop x Fem Reader

Summary: You show Kate how beautiful she is and that she doesn´t have to be insecure about her scars, especially towards you.

Warnings: (scars), most detailed and fluffiest smut ever, lots of cuddles and also lots of giggles, Kate and Reader being dorks, pet namesss, too romantic xx

words: 1.1k

a/n: hellooooo, i was (again) in the mood to write some soft smut and i really fell in love with this fic while writing it, soo yeah, enjoy reading!:)

Requests are open--

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Giggles and Kate's hilarious jokes echoed in the room, and also some kisses here and there. Your girlfriend´s hair was tied in her typical ponytail, that you love so much, her front strands perfectly shaping her face. You lay gently on top of her, your bodies fit perfectly together like two pieces of a puzzle and your fingers are exploring Kate's upper body and also her so surreal beautiful face. Her ocean blue eyes locking with yours. Every evening has been like this since you've lived together and it is every time the best part of the whole day. The atmosphere was calm, you could feel peace and the love between Kate and you. Both of you taking the time to realise how lucky the two of you are, being in such a delightful and pleasant relationship.

When Kate discovered you staring at her kissable lips, she began to smirk, and her hands, which were resting comfortably on your back, moved to your hair and pulled your head a little closer to her. So close that you could feel her breath on your lips. As your lips finally collapsed together, you could feel her heartbeat, it had sped up a bit, which made you giggle into the soft kiss. She slowly moved away and broke the kiss. "Why are you laughing?" She whispered with a confused gaze on her face, that kind of made her even look more cute, according to your taste. "Do I make you nervous my love?" You asked with a bright smile on your face, which got even brighter, when you saw the blush creeping up Kate´s cheeks. As she realised that you noticed the pink color, she hid her face into your pillow and started smiling broadly.

-"I guess that´s a yes then."

"Shut uuuup."

The moment you started chuckling, you felt warm hands wandering under your hoodie that started tickling you before you knew it. You burst out laughing and your body collapsed on top of Kate´s. You placed your head into your girlfriend´s shoulder and continued laughing until your shirt lifted up a bit. However, Kate didn't notice this and turned the both of you, so that you were now lying on the bed and she was on top of you. You had your eyes closed, so you didn't notice Kate admiring your abs. Her curious hands pulling your hoodie even further up until it was over your head and finally on the floor.

Your eyes were still closed, you relaxed every muscle in your body and just focused on the kisses that your Kate was placing now on your neck. You could feel her breath against your skin, which was calming you even more. The moment you finally opened your eyes, you placed your right hand on Kate's neck and moved her face back towards yours. You looked at every detail of Katie's face until she interrupted you with again her lips on yours.

It was a long kiss, so long that you had enough time to play with the end of Kate's shirt. You were about to pull the fabric over her head until Kate suddenly took your hand in hers and pulled it away from her body. You stopped kissing her and looked intensely at her face, but you didn´t see any signs in her features.

"What´s wrong, Katie?"

She avoided your gaze and mumbled a small "nothing".

Clearly not believing her, you furrowed your eyebrows and put your finger under her chin, so she has to look at you.

"Talk to me."

You put your hand back on Kate's neck and played with her baby hair as you waited for her to answer, she gently placed her head on your chest and started talking.

"I´m sorry my love, I just-, I just don´t want you to see my scars."

In that moment you couldn´t hold back your smile and softly turned yourself around, so Kate is one more time beneath you. Gently you started kissing every part of her face.

"But I want to see your scars."

Your hands wandered once again under Katie´s shirt and you began to pull it up, though you looked into Kate´s eyes as if to ask her, if it´s okay. She understood your silent question and nodded. A moment later her shirt gave your hoodie company on the ground. You started to kiss each collarbone, where you already could feel the first scar beneath your lips.

"Where did you get this scar from?" You asked while continue kissing your girlfriend´s body.

"A guy cut me with his knife."

"Interesting, and this one?"

"Okay, could you stop asking questions?"

You chuckled at Kate´s behavior and felt how lost her hands were in your hair, leaving it a complete mess as you were still kissing every part of her upper body.

"No, but seriously, where did you get this from?"

"I burned myself while cooking your favorite dish."

You burst out laughing, which made Kate giggle too.

After you both calmed down a little, you continued kissing her, you now kissed her palms and each delicate finger that were lost in your hair just seconds ago. You found her stomach and kissed it from each scar to the next. You loved Katie´s scars, they were unique and every single one of them has their own story, if it´s a hilarious or a fascinating one, you thought they looked pretty, especially when they´re from your loving girlfriend and you could kiss them, or even admire them.

Your hands met Kate´s waist and the final piece of clothing on her figure. You began to pull it off and the pile of clothes on the floor got bigger. She let out a sigh of pleasure as your lips returned to her soft skin, her noises being music to your ears. She kept her hands buried in your hair and you began to touch places no one ever touched her before.

When you stopped your movements, Kate held her hands on your back and pulled you into her body as much as she could, but you both still didn´t feel close enough.

You collapsed again on top of the person who stole your heart and placed your head on her chest, so you could hear her heartbeat. Her hands were gently scratching your back and you could again feel the peace in the atmosphere. There is nothing you love more than this girl, especially when she has scars all over her body.

"You know that scar on your thigh? It kinda looks like a flower."

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@hard-core-super-star @hoe4flo

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[floilee]

Yelena knows Kate's weaknesses

[th30ra3k3n]

you get under my skin

more than anyone's ever been

but when we lay in bed

you hold me harder 'til i forget

that you hate me now and i feel the same way

you love me now and i feel the same way

scream and we shout

and make up the same day, the same day

oh, we're on the right side of rock bottom

and i hope that we keep falling

we're on the good side of bad karma

'cause we keep on coming back for more

we're on the right side of rock bottom

and to you, i just keep crawling

you're the best kind of bad something

'cause we keep on coming back for more

for @thiamsxbitch 🖤

[6rookie-writer0110]

Bind souls

Hailee Steinfeld x Male Reader

Request - R is a old high school friend and ex boyfriend of Hailee’s as they broke up when Hailee career started to take off and she had to leave. Eventually time had passed they met by accident and caught up with each other over Dinner and old feeling resurface for each other

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R is a reporter by day but at night he’s a vigilante like Daredevil but has his sight… One day R comes home, injured and is patching himself up when Hailee finds him in his gear.

Hailee is on her phone texting and she isn't paying attention in public. She bumped into a guy and her phone dropped, then she noticed the spilled coffee on the ground.

“Watch where you are going,” You said.

“Y/N?” Hailee said.

“Huh?” You said.

She takes off her sunglasses and your eyes open wide.

“Hailee!” You smiled.

She hugged you tight and you did hug her back.

“Wow, you look amazing. It's been forever since we saw each other” you said.

“Yes, that is true. You look great. Are you free right now?” Hailee smiled.

“Yeah, I’m free,” You said.

“Maybe, come to my place and we can catch up?” Hailee said

“That sounds great,” You said.

You went to her condo and it's huge, you can see all the buildings and the park.

“Tell me everything, Y/N I haven't seen you… well you know” Hailee said.

You and Hailee sat on the couch and she is feeling happy right now. You and Hailee used to date in high school then senior year, she broke up with you. She wanted to be an actress and go to California but you got accepted into college in Washington, D.C. for journalism. You and Hailee tried to stay in touch but that didn't work. You and Hailee were each other’s first kiss, first love, first everything. You and Hailee fell in love young. But you never stopped loving her, because she is the one for you.

“I stayed in Washington for a while, then I moved to Arizona, Texas then here in New York. I write sports, real situations, and more. I saw your movie Pitch Perfect and Spiderman Into the Spider-Verse, and I really enjoyed the movies. Now tell me about you,” You said.

“I’m happy that you became a reporter like you always wanted, Y/N. Living in California, helped my career and it took a while for them to take me seriously. Also, I started singing and writing music. I have been on dates but nothing too serious, but I didn't give up” Hailee said.

“I’m glad you didn't give up. You are an amazing actress and I always enjoyed your music. I even bought an autograph CD from your merch store. I was dating someone but she didn't want a serious relationship” You said.

Hailee never stopped thinking about you. She always wonders what you have been up to, but she thought by now you would be married to someone else.

“Awww, that's so sweet you bought my CD. I’m really happy that I bumped into you now we see each other and catch up” Hailee said.

“I agree” You smiled.

You and Hailee continued to talk about everything. But you didn't tell her that you are a vigilante, you are not sure how she will react.

———-

You and Hailee started to text each other every day. Some nights, you and Hailee would Facetime during late hours and then fall asleep. And you still haven't told her your secret. You were supposed to meet her for dinner but you made up an excuse. You found that The Hand is bringing drugs into the city. You found their location at the docks

“Stop him!” Madame Gao yelled.

You start to fight more than six people at the same time. But she managed to escape and you tried to go after her, but more started to arrive and you kept fighting them. You grabbed a sword from the enemy and you continued to fight them.

✯ ✯ ✯ ✯

You are standing in front of a restaurant. You see her and you start to smile at her, she is happy to see you and she kisses your cheek.

“Wow, Hailee you look so beautiful” You smiled.

“Thank you and you look very handsome tonight. Sorry, I’m late” Hailee said.

“You don't have to apologize, I haven't been waiting that long,” You said.

You and Hailee go inside the restaurant.

“I saw you in the news talking about the charity for sick kids” Hailee smiled.

“I always get nervous talking in front of the camera,” You said.

“It takes a while to get used to it. I missed spending time with you” Hailee said.

“Me too. Now we can catch up and make new memories” You said.

While talking, you noticed she gently put her hand on top of your hand. You didn't move her hand away, you just kept smiling at her while she talked. Old feelings for her, you started to feel it again. Your love for her came back stronger. Hailee, smiled while you talked also, and her feelings for you came back. She is hoping that you didn't stop loving her but she wanted to confess her love to you but she hesitated to tell you.

After dinner, you went to her condo. She is having a good time with you then you agreed to watch a movie. But during the movie, you and Hailee fell asleep.

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You are sitting on your computer writing the draft for your article to be published. Your co-worker went towards you, and he wanted a favor.

“Y/N, I need a favor. I can't make it to the press conference for a charity for some famous actress. My wife is in labor and I have to leave right now” Thomas said.

“Congrats. Alright, I will go for you but you owe me a favor” You said.

“Thanks! Here is the address” Thomas said.

He gave you a sticky note with the address and the charity's name. You gather your items and you go to the charity. When you arrived, Hailee noticed you, and she smiled at you. You smiled back and you started to take pictures of her, while she did her speech. Now, reporters including you started to ask questions about the charity. But the moment got ruined, because criminals rushed in and they had guns aimed at everyone. One of them grabbed Hailee’s arm

“Everyone put the money and everything you have in the bag or she dies right now!” He yelled.

Everyone started to put money and their items in the bag. You managed to sneak away and headed to the bathroom. You don't have your suit on, you start to take off your shirt and make it into a mask. But you still have the white shirt you had under your button shirt.

“This feels stupid but no time for that” You mumbled.

You rushed out of the bathroom. You grabbed the first guy into a headlock the slammed him into the wall. You unload his gun then the others start to run toward you. Hailee and everyone see you fight the criminals, you grabbed a fist kicked him in the stomach then punched him in the nose. You rushed towards the stage and the leader let go of Hailee. He aimed the gun at you but you were fast grabbed the gun away from him. You grabbed him by the neck then his arm then slammed him hard onto the ground. The police arrived

“Are you okay, Hailee?!” You yelled.

“You know my name,” Hailee said.

“Freeze!” the cops yelled.

You started to run and two cops started to chase you. But you ran faster and managed to the back alley then ran into traffic, the cops didn't chase you they went back inside. You kept running then you took the shirt and went home. You turn on the TV and it's all over on the news.

Your cell phone started to ring and it's Hailee.

“Hey,” You said.

“Can I see you right now?” Hailee asked.

“I can go to your place right now,” You said

“No, I rather go to your place,” Hailee said.

“Sure, I will text you the address,” You said.

“Okay,” Hailee said.

You texted her the address then you changed clothes. She did arrive then she hugged you and you hugged her back and gently rubbed her back. You wait for her to say something or move away, you miss her touch. She lets go and she feels safe when she is next to you.

“Y/N, I was looking for you,” Hailee said.

“The cops took me to the station and asked me questions. How are you feeling?” You said.

“I felt scared and I thought they were going to kill me right there. I never experienced anything like that” Hailee said.

“I’m glad you are safe, Hailee,” You said

“I’m happy that they didn't hurt you. But I was scared because I thought was going to lose you. Y/N, I don't want to be alone right now, everyone is asking me questions and I don't have the answers” Hailee said.

You grab her hands.

“We don't have to talk about it. You can -”

She didn't let you finish, she put her hands on your face and kissed you on the lips. You wrap your arms around her and you start to kiss her back. She missed kissing you and you holding her in your arms.

“I still love you, Y/N even after all these years,” Hailee said.

“I love you,” You said.

She starts to kiss you again. After the kiss, you cuddle with her in bed for comfort but you two end up falling asleep. Hours later, you wake up and she is still sleeping and you get on your laptop. You start to search about the event and you start to find clues. Your boss called you and wants you to write an article about what happened.

✯ ✯ ✯ ✯

You lied to Hailee about working late tonight, and she is in Canada working on a film. You and Hailee made it official but agreed to keep the relationship a secret. You started to fight thieves from stealing an old lady, then stopped someone from stealing a car then saved a dog from being hit by cars. Now, you went to stop the hand from killing someone but there were too many to fight but you kept fighting them.

Hailee didn't tell you that she is back in the city, she wanted to surprise you. But she does have a key to your apartment when she went inside she gasped.

“Y/N, you are H/N,” Hailee said.

You are shirtless and injured and your mask is on the table.

“I-I can explain,” You said.

“Explain what? You are the vigilante all this time” Hailee said

“I’m sorry, I lied to you. But I did it to protect you and I have been doing this for years, Hailee” You said.

“Who else knows about your secret as Batman,” Hailee said.

“I’m not Batman. I save people and I can't stop doing this. I care about the people I save and what happened to you, I couldn't wait until the cops arrived. I can't lose you again, but if you don't want to see me… I understand” You said.

“I won't tell anyone your secret. So… that was you at the charity event?” Hailee said.

“Yeah, that was me. I don't wear my gear under my clothes and I had to improvise” You said.

“How did you learn to fight?” Hailee asked.

“I had mentors teach me how to fight. And I know a guy who does custom suits for me” You said.

“I don't hate you for not telling me. Even if you told me, I might not have believed you” Hailee said.

She grabbed the cotton ball and started to clean the cut on your bottom lip. Then she cleaned the cuts on your arms and chest. She had more questions about you being a vigilante. You trust her that she won't tell anyone then you showed how to use the baton.

She stayed the night and she wears your pajamas. You and Hailee cuddled in bed together and just talked. She has her leg on top of you and you have your arm around her body.

[wandanatsgf]

Just A Little Bit of Your Heart Part 1

Part 2

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Reader

Word Count: 303

Summary: You know you're not her only lover, but as long as she stays with you you're content with ignoring her infidelity.

You watch as the hours tick by. 11 becomes 12 and 12 becomes 1, until you finally here the front door open at 1:28. You hear her slip off her boots as she makes her way to you.

You watch as she walks through your bedroom door. Her once pristine makeup is smeared and her dress is wrinkled. Her hair is a mess and she smells of lavender perfume, even though you know she likes vanilla. You don't bother asking her where she's been, because you already know. She was with her. She has been coming home later and later every night lately. The proof was in your face, but you were fine with denying it for now. Pretending like everything was fine and Kate still loves you.

"How was your night baby?" she asks.

"It was good," you say. You keep your replies short because you're too scared you’ll break if you say much more. "How was yours?"

"It was great. The girls and I went to that new club downtown. It was a lot of fun, but I wish you had been there." You can see a slight pout form on her lips.

"Maybe next time baby," you say. Kate climbs into bed next to you and curls herself into your side.

She doesn't say anything and the room falls quiet. You can feel her drift off to sleep next to you, so you get up and turn off the lights. Your thoughts swirl around in your head.

How could you let her do this to you?

Why do you stay?

That's when you realize that you love her too much to walk away. As long as she still comes home to you, you're happy to ignore her infidelity, at least for right now.

You climb back into be and cuddle up against her, content with just a little bit of her heart, even though she has all of yours.

[selfcestmovies]

Kate x Kate 1,684 words Rated T

Yes, Kate Bishop had become used to weird shit happening on missions. And yes, she had come to pride herself with taking it in stride.

But this particular tango with witches had left Kate reeling from some out-of-this-world crazy magic that she found particularly hard to process. All said and done, she escaped the encounter unscathed. Albeit... in stereo, and side by side with an uncanny and impossibly identical second Kate Bishop in tow.

The moment she had been struck with the stray blast of spellcraft and locked eyes with HERSELF, Kate had decided in an instant to not get distracted by questioning the "how the fuck?!—" and just finish the mission. A quick nod of understanding with her new identical doppelgänger had confirmed that 'Other Kate' was on the same wavelength.

Now, though... the two Kates had made it back to her apartment. THEIR apartment, she realized. And in the moment of stillness, the gravity of the situation finally sunk in.

"Now what?" One Kate asked, just a hair of a moment before the other could broach the subject.

For a moment, Kate was tempted to grill this magical duplicate on who she really was — whether she had all the same tics and nuances and memories that made Kate unique. She scanned her eyes and up and down her twin and realized that the double was making the exact same assessment, and it sparked in her mind that there was no doubting their authenticity. "Maybe some food, then," Kate shrugged, as if conceding that the two were both equally Kate Bishop — and the two were likely both equally hungry, too.

They largely stayed in silence while the duo made mac and cheese. "Spoon—" One would say as she passed the other a utensil for stirring the pot. "Behind—" the other would mutter to avoid a collision, as though mac 'n cheese was a full Hells Kitchen endeavor — although in her defense, their small studio kitchenette had never needed to hold two chefs before.

She didn't need to acknowledge it, but Kate found the exercise... nice, in a way. At least, nice to know that she didn't hate herself. The two weren't butting heads or fighting for dominance — and that was a plus in her book.

She stole glances, too, and easily noticed the double doing the same. When else would she get the chance to see herself from new angles? And it was eye-opening. Kate was reaffirmed that her body looked fit and spry, and that her face was pretty — all things that she (apparently) didn't trust in a mirror, but were easy to validate from an external perspective. But she also noticed that this other woman looked stern and focused — and no doubt Kate herself was casting the same stoic impression. She felt an urge to make this other woman happy.

"Good mac." She nodded, taking another bite.

The other Kate smiled. "Yeah, we killed it."

Kate grinned back. There we go, she thought to herself. There's my smile. Through all the confusion and mind-bending phenomena tonight, Kate just craved a normal human interaction. Even with herself, she wanted to make the sentiment known aloud: "It's nice that we, you know... get along."

"Yeah," the other Kate almost snorted with a small bout of laughter. "I totally feel the same way."

The banter that followed felt, on one hand, somewhat superficial. Kate was talking with herself, after all, in what was tantamount to an internal dialogue — but it was real, and aloud, and once the two found a rhythm it was earnestly quite enjoyable. And quite introspective, not to either Kates' surprise.

"You had some great shots back there, truly," one Kate praised, referencing a few off-balance and on-target strikes that were pivotal for the duo to escape the coven.

The second Kate shrugged in response. "I'll take the compliment, even if its from you." She made herself laugh. Both of her.

But Kate never really doubted her archery skills. There were other things she wanted to say, things that generally did often fall into her 'crippling self doubt' category of private self-talk that rarely received counterarguments when trapped inside her head. Now, she had the chance to be literally nice to herself.

And she decided to take that opportunity by the horns.

"I just want to say—" the words came awkwardly when she finally voiced them, "—but like, can we admit that we're really chill? I feel like I want to admit to ourselves that we're really chill."

The other Kate laughed again. "God we're awkward, but yeah, we're chill." They both knew what she meant, despite the clumsiness in the sentiment. "And at least we're kind of cute when we're tripping over our words, too."

"Okay good," Kate laughed back. "I just mean that... there are some people who I know have been putting us down lately and it feels like, from where we're standing now, we know they're totally bogus. That's all I wanted to say."

The double nodded. "Yeah, some people," she teased the vagueness of Kate's words as if the duo didn't share the same mind. Yelena had been giving Kate the runaround lately, hence her broad-strokes lack of confidence. "I agree. I feel like we can objectively say that we, you know—" the awkwardness returned, "—we deserve good things."

"We do!" Kate echoed. "You do. I do, I guess I should say. It's hard to admit, usually."

"Usually," the other chimed in. They nodded and smiled. "This is weird, but good, probably."

They didn't intend to broach the topic of Yelena, but it had happened, and Kate knew it was usually a minefield for her mental wellbeing. But this was hardly a normal evening for the archer... and when she took a deep breath, and saw the other Kate do the same...

"We're okay," she answered the question that didn't have to be asked outloud.

"Yeah," the other nodded too. "We are." The two locked eyes.

Then their gears began to turn.

This was a degree of comfort that Kate hadn't felt around anyone in years, especially since Yelena had royally fucked with her heartstrings. And no, actually it was beyond just "comfort" — it was a trust that bordered on the supernatural. Shit, it was supernatural. A trust and a confidence to treat herself the way she wanted to be treated, for a change.

The gear-turning continued. Kate stared deep into the others' eyes, studying them.

There was more that she might have wanted from Yelena, after all. Or, not exclusively Yelena... there were needs that Kate had been withholding from herself for a countless list of asinine, self-destructive reasons. Physical needs.

That's when the thought began to crystalize, and given the sparkle in her clone's identical eyes... Kate gleaned that her double also realized in that very moment that Kate had been aching to get a cute, eligible woman back to her apartment for eons. As she sized up the other Kate Bishop in front of her, she realized that despite this not being what she had in mind... it wasn't downright terrible either.

She let herself think on it for a moment and realized, yes, Kate found herself pretty cute. Her body checked all the right boxes. Her face was sweet and... inviting, almost, in a weird but important way.

"Hm," she pursed her lips.

The other nodded, just slightly. "Yeah," she made it clear that the thoughts were shared mutually. "Hm."

"We could."

"It'd be weird as hell."

"Maybe."

"But we could."

Kate didn't feel like listing out the specific lines of thought — she was sort of banking on the double following their joint mile-a-minute brainstorm, and so far, given all the traded eyebrow raises and darting glances up and down each other's bodies... they were on the same page.

And Kate wasn't quite sure the degree to which she even wanted anything specific. Her mind captured all the possibilities at once, weighing the pros and cons and weirdness and hornyness of each option: we could cuddle, we could make out, we could fuck…

Kate continued to grant herself permission to examine her likeness with that lens in mind. The duo had begun slowly walking circles around each other in the small kitchen, letting their gaze unabashedly wander over the other woman's body. Whether or not she could see herself as a sexual object wasn’t her initial impulse, but now, as the two looked each other over, there sparked a sudden and mutual agreement that yes, oddly enough, Kate found herself hot as hell. Great body, kissable lips, fun disposition… It didn’t matter that it was weird to admit it — Kate definitely found herself entirely fuckable.

The two stopped their slow, mirrored danced around the kitchen, standing on opposite sides of their small countertop. They leaned in, elbows propped on the butcherblock surface between them.

“Come here,” one Kate cooed and leaned across the counter that separated them. “Just to try it out.”

“Yeah,” the other nodded. “I think that sounds good.”

The kiss was slow, but earnest. Soft, sweet, and full — Kate kissed the other woman exactly how she knew she liked it. She guided her with a hand at the nape of her neck into a long, lazy, open liplock.

Christ those are my lips— Kate couldn't stop her mind from racing, but it didn't take away from her focus on enjoying the moment. This is ME and I can't believe it feels so good.

"Okay," one Kate finally panted when the two needed a moment to come up for air.

Kate rested her forehead against the other's, slowly panting. "Yeah... that was..." The words came in a soft, labored whisper between breaths. "That was fucking wild."

"Mhmm," the other smiled. She wanted to say more in that moment — to say how lucky she felt, to say how turned on she was... but when the other Kate's lips met her own again, she couldn't speak. She just let herself finally accept the truth: she deserved this.

They both did.

[yelenabelovasbxtch]

Crush On An Archer PT.1

a/n: Hey! Omg long time no see! I kinda maybe lost interest in writing for a bit there but tbh I think I'm back. No promises because I don't want to promise and then break your hearts but also I realllyyyy enjoyed writing this and I hope you all enjoy reading it! Will def be making a part two in coming days so stay tuned. LMK if you want to be added to the taglist, I am going to put some tags of past taglists below just in case they are interested in reading :) ALSO! Special shout out to @scmg11 because their writing is honestly what made me wanna get back into it. So,,I hope you enjoy!

Kate X Fem!Reader

Concept: Reader has a crush on Kate (school/Uni setting) and she doesn't know how to tell her.

Warning: Cussing, mentions of smut, IM TRYING TO WRITE SLOW BURN BUT BEAR WITH ME ITS NEW!

Word Count: 2.7k

You’re a month into your summer vacation and things couldn’t be more…boring. You love and appreciate your parents dearly for putting out the money so that you could attend a prestigious school in New York with a kick ass archery team but does it ever suck to be this far from all your friends for four months. To make the situation work, your dad had to transfer jobs to another state that pulls in a little more money annually with slightly more affordable housing but that means you aren’t even near the people you grew up around. Rural Mississippi is a fairly big step from living in Boston. Boston at least had people, out here it’s like you’re lucky if you get to meet a neighbour because the land has us all so far apart. In all honesty, although it’s boring, you really have one specific reason for being so bummed out. Towards the end of your last semester, you got started getting closer with one of the girls a year younger on your team, Kate. Typically the older girls competed and practised together and the younger girls did the same. Although you two were only a year apart it’s just how things worked out, so you didn’t cross paths very often. However, one day you were walking home from class, stopped to get coffee and basically bumped into her. The meeting was really brief but it was enough to make you catch feelings almost instantly. 

Your interest in her grew as you followed her on Instagram and she followed back. Obviously you took a peak at her page and scrolled to the bottom laughing at the really cringey posts from 2015 she had still up. All you wanted to do was talk to her again but you didn’t know how, although she was a year younger than you she intimidated you so much. Her deep blue eyes were honestly enough to make you stutter whenever you had the chance to talk to her. A month had gone by already and you could not wait to get back to school so you could see her again. Luckily, coach has yearly “team-building” days before the season starts and they’re about half way through the summer so hopefully you can talk to her before then and maybe convince her to hang out when you come back to school. 

Over the next week or so you liked a few story posts that she’d upload every now and again but the day finally came where you felt like you could swipe up and respond to it…y’know…maybe spark a little conversation. 

“Damn Bishop, is this a new bow?” In response to a story post of her showing off some of her off season training. 

“Haha yeah it is, flips out and everything…it's really freakin’ cool.” She replied almost instantly and that made a giant warm smile come across your face. 

Shit– what do you say back? Your main goal was honestly to keep the convo going so you could subtly mention down the line hanging out with her. 

“Yeah that’s sick, wow I’d kill to try something like that out.”

“Well next time I see you, please by all means give it a shot” She replies back.

“Might just have to take you up on that. How’s your summer going anyways?”

“It’s alright, kind of boring though. All my friends from school move back home and I am working for my mom’s company over the summer so it all is just kind of dull. I miss going out and having fun. Wbu?”

“Yeah, I hear that. I am SO bored here. I would kill to fast forward to the fall, I miss being at school honestly. There’s only so much I can do by myself here during the summer.”

“Ugh right! I want it to be school again too but don’t get me wrong, I love the summer, the weather is great here recently and the nightlife is amazing too. I just have nobody to go with, you know.”

“Yeah I get it. Trust me, if I could be there to go out with you I would, there is definitely no nightlife here haha.”

Shit. That wasn’t too forward was it? She is taking a while to respond to you. She hasn’t even opened the message yet. 

*4 minutes later*

“Well, you’re going to be around for that team-building thing coach has us doing in a couple of weeks right?”

“Yeah, I should be.”

“Well, we can go out then if you want? Me and a few friends had plans but they’re all on the team and I’m sure they’d love to have you there too.”

“Yeah, that sounds great I’d love to!”

The conversation pretty much ended there and your contact with her was fairly limited, just a small comment here or there until you finally got to fly back to school for summer training. You settle back into the apartment you left a couple months ago, everything is still a mess where you left it but the kitchen and living room are even filthier since you are not around to clean up much after your roommates. You decided to wait until your team practice to talk to Kate about hanging out again. You didn’t want to come on too strong but also a small part of you feels like she forgot what she said months ago and you won’t end up seeing her, not outside of team stuff at least. 

You grabbed your gear and headed to the field where practice was being held. You saw some of your friends from last year and decided to catch up with them before coach pulled you all in to start practice. You were trying your best not to make it obvious but your eyes were tracking all around you looking for Kate but she was nowhere to be seen. 

*Whistle* “Okay team! Let’s bring it in. First, I just want to say thank you to everyone for making the effort to come back to campus for this, meeting I–”

“SORRY SORRY SORRY!” You hear the coach interrupted as footsteps are fast approaching the circle of archers. 

“Hi Kate.” Says coach.

“I am SO sorry. My driver was running late and then there was traffic because of a giant accident, I think there was some battle in the streets again, I don’t know, either way, my bad coach, won’t happen again…I promise.” She says with the most adorable grin that is absolutely saying she will be late again. 

“It’s alright Kate, it happens, I was just telling the team how thankful I am that everyone could make the trip back to campus for this.” Coach went on to talk about the drills you were doing for the day and man was it hard to not be in awe watching her. You tried your best not to stare all day because the last thing you wanted to do was make it obvious but fuck it felt impossible. The day came to an end and you packed up your gear, Kate was talking with the other seniors on the team as they were gathering their things and started to head out. You could feel your window closing to talk to her but interrupting her conversation with her friends and “inviting” yourself out with them just felt too weird and uncomfortable. If it wasn’t meant to be then it wasn’t meant to be but you would kill to be able to just spend an hour with her. 

You watched as she started to walk away towards the parking lot with her friends when all of a sudden she motioned for them to hold on a minute and she turned around and jogged over to you. 

“Hey y/n! Sorry we didn’t get to catch up much during practice, I saw your shooting though it’s looking good.” 

Yeah…your face is bright red. Control your shit. 

“Anyways, me and a couple friends are going out later tonight to a party that one of their friends is hosting. It’s like a Hawaiian beach summer nights themed type of party so if you have something like that to wear, that would be great.”

“Yeah, I might have something, I’ll take a look when I get home.” 

“Cool! I’ll text you the address once I get it off my friend and I’ll see you there?”

“Yeah, sounds good!” 

“Here, why don’t you put your number into my phone, I don’t like using DM’s that much.”

You take Kate’s phone out of her hand and fill out a contact for yourself, praying that she can’t hear your heart beating out of your chest. 

“Cool, thanks, I’ll send you a text in a bit.” She says with a smile and then runs off to re-join her friends. 

It seems silly sitting by your phone and literally watching the minutes tick by waiting for her to text you but that’s all  you could do. The anticipation felt like it was killing you. 

Your phone finally buzzed with a mystery number attached, “Hey y/n! It’s Kate. So…slight change of plans.”

Fuck. Is she bailing? Your eyes were glued on the three dots as she typed and you watched as they disappeared and reappeared. 

“Turns out the party is actually around the corner from my place so if you wanted to just come here first, we could pre-game and shit and then walk over together? My friends said they were going out to get their hair done so they’ll be running late.”

“Hey Kate, yeah no problem that works for me just send me your address and lmk what time you want me there.”

Kate dropped a pin of her location to you with the text attached telling you to come over at 7pm. 

7pm rolled around and you were already there outside but you kind of felt like you should wait another minute or two so you weren’t RIGHT on time. Or is it weird to be a minute late? But wouldn’t being on time be weirder? Whatever, you decided to just wait a minute and then knock on her door. 

Knocking on her door was the most nerve wracking thing you ever did, you were genuinely shitting bricks. 

“HEY! Come in come in!” Kate eagerly yells at you as she swings the door open. She’s wearing shorts with a bright purple bikini top and a button down Hawaiian shirt over top that doesn’t have a single button done up. Are you starring? Yes. Probably? Absolutely you are. 

“Make yourself at home, feel free to grab a drink from the fridge, my roommates are out of town and left all their alcohol so help yourself.” She said with a laugh. 

You heard that right? Her roommates are out of town. Just the two of you…you never know. 

You grabbed a drink from the fridge and took a seat on the couch next to her and yeah…the drink started going down faster than usual because of all the nerves in your stomach. The two of you made small talk for awhile but the conversation started flowing a little more naturally about 2 drinks in. Were you still kind of awkward as hell? Yeah…a little. But at least you warmed up to her a bit and weren’t acting so weird. About an hour later, her friends showed up and grabbed you guys to head over to the party. Honestly, things were going so well with just the two of you that you didn’t even want to go to this party but if it meant you got to spend more time with her then there you were. You got to the party and you honestly knew practically nobody. You weren’t exactly a social butterfly but Kate clearly was. She was talking to EVERYBODY. The boys at the party especially loved her. There was lots of laughing and flirting going on, you could feel the jealousy building but acting out was definitely not an option. You ended up socialising with a few of the other people at the party but for most of the night you stuck by Kate’s side, the two of you got pretty drunk together, pouring shots for one another and dancing in the pit of people to extremely loud music. There was a point where it felt like it was just you and her and nobody else was there while the music was blasting into your ears and the two of you were jumping together to the beat and singing out the lyrics to whatever song was on at the time. Kate got really close to you until some guy would come and pull her away in an attempt to make a move on her. Although, it never actually happened. Kate always ended up finding her way back to you. At one point she grabbed your hand and pulled you into the middle of the crowd as the two of you sang (screamed) the lyrics to “love story” into each other's faces. The party, as all do, started to simmer down. You guys actually ended up being some of the last people at the party, you stuck around to the point where the music was gone and most people were just sitting around chatting halfway sober. 

“Hey, I think I’m going to go home, I am super tired right now.” Kate says to you. 

“Okay, I’ll walk with you, I left my bag at your place anyways so I have to grab it.” 

“Right, sounds good.” 

Although the two of you had been singing and dancing for hours, she looked just as perfect as when you left and you were trying your hardest not to stare at her while the two of you were walking side-by-side. 

The walk back to her place was pretty quick, when the two of you got inside you went to grab your bag and get your things together. You were desperately trying to figure out what to say to her while you were organising your stuff. You didn’t want to come on too strong but you also want to make sure that she knows you had a good time…I guess just tell her exactly that?

“I had a really good time tonight, thanks again for inviting me.” You say as you’re leaning against the wall in her hallway. 

“Of course, anytime. And I did too. We should really hang out more when we come back to school.” She replies. 

Kate walks towards you and stops about a foot away leaning up against the doorframe to her bedroom. The hallway is super narrow and all you can think about is pinning her against the wall while you kiss down her neck and pull her tight by her waist. 

“Yeah I think so too. I guess I should probably head out.” You say as she looks at you with the softest eyes that you swore said “please stay”. You lingered for a second longer as the two of you were looking at each other, tired, kind of tipsy and on the verge of ripping each other's clothing off. All you wanted was for her to actually ask you to stay a little longer but before she had the chance you were already walking towards the door. 

“Have a good night y/n.” She says. “Text me when you get home safe.”

“I will. Sleep well Kate.” You reply as you turn to look at her with a smile and step out the front door. 

That goodbye felt different. It felt like there were still feelings in the air and lots that wanted to be said that wasn't. It felt like the perfect opportunity with nobody around after an amazing night together has passed but you regret none of it. Although you weren’t able to get a confirmation on whether or not Kate even likes women like you do, you knew there was definitely a type of tension between the two of you that she definitely noticed.

-- END OF PT 1 --

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[scmg11]

KATE BISHOP x READER

TUTORING

A/N: HELLO HELLO HELLO! I know, I disappeared for a long time after promising I had one new chapter ready, but college is really testing my patience and strength, but here I am! How are you guys?

I hope you enjoy this new concept that came into my mind and let me know if I should continue this.

Sending you love ❤️

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Summary: Kate is failing two classes and to avoid getting kicked out of the school's team, one of her professors asked Y/N to help her.

Warnings: none.

Word count: 18382 words.

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The bell rang loudly throughout the hallways and the classroom signaling the end of the current class and the beginning of the next one, all the students gathering their belongings and saying goodbye to their teacher as they walked out of the classroom and sauntered into the hallways.

"Ugh I hate Mr. Thompson. He likes to make my life a living hell."

"Well Cass, if it makes you feel any better he hates me too." Y/N joked with a small snort as she placed her Calculus book back into her locker and grabbed her literature one, snickering a bit when she head the blonde groan beside her before slamming her head on her her still closed locker door.

"I don’t know why he pushes me to know how to throw a punch. I’m gonna be an engineer. We use math and physics to create things, not punches."

"Well you could, when something doesn’t works you could always use a bit of violence." Y/N kept joking with a wide smirk that only broadened when Cassie slapped her shoulder gently as she opened her locker to grab her literature book too, happy that she was going to share a class with her best friend.

"Ha-ha. Very funny." Cassie faked laughing, closing her locker and leaning her back on it as she watched students walk up and down the hallway, "it’s not like you’re any better at physical stuff. You suck at any sport."

"That’s not true." Y/N snorted as she also closed her locker and leaned on her right shoulder to stared at Cassie, who was sporting an unamused expression. "I like all kind of sports, I just don’t like being part of them."

"Ha! That’s just a nice way to say you suck at sports."

"Whatever." Y/N rolled her eyes with a small grin tugging at the corner of her lips as she gently pushed on Cassie’s shoulder to urge her to walk towards their class. "C’mon or we will be late."

"Make me." Cassie stayed frozen in her spot and snickered loudly when Y/N struggled to push her and make her start walking, causing her to loose her balance for a second and collide harshly with another student’s body.

"Oh no, I’m so so sorry!" Y/N looked up from her gaze on the floor after she regained her balance from the harsh collision and almost fainted when she was met with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes she had ever seen, "I-I’m- sorry."

"It’s okay, don’t worry. I was actually in a hurry and I wasn’t watching where I was going." Y/N smiled politely at the black haired girl and watched from the corner of her eyes Cassie sporting a small, cheeky smirk as she watched her best friend interact with the blue eyed girl, and made a mental note to hit her hard as soon as she was finished talking to the blue eyed girl. She watched as she black haired girl nodded softly at her before walking away, Y/N watching her go for a few moments before turning around and hitting Cassie hard with her book.

"Ow!"

"That’s what you deserve for being an ass. You made me embarrass myself and crash into one of the most popular girls in school."

"Oh honey, you do all the job of embarrassing yourself. I didn’t do anything at all." Cassie teased Y/N as they started their journey to their literature class, snorting loudly when Y/N merely grunted at her.

"I hate you."

"No you don’t." Cassie sing-sang as she entered the classroom and took her usual seat, watching Y/N take her place in front of her before turning slightly around to face her and keep their conversation, that shifted to another topic, going since their teacher hasn’t arrived yet.

"I’m telling you the truth!"

"There’s no way. My dad would never."

"I swear, I saw him eat at least 3 cookies around 3 a.m. when we had our sleepover."

"Fuck! He promised me he wouldn’t eat them! Those were for his clients!"

"Well 3 clients didn’t have their cookie." Y/N joked with a small chuckle as she watched their teacher enter the classroom before turning herself back around and waited for the class to start.

"Oh Miss Bishop! How nice of you to join us!"

"I’m sorry!" About 5 minutes later, the blue eyed girl entered the classroom out of breath and a bit disheveled after running towards her class, taking the last seat in the room, right beside Y/N, smiling politely at her and nodding in her way, doing the same with Cassie, then focusing her attention to the teacher as she kept on with her class.

"Okay class, do not forget to read to page 328 to page 341. We will discuss everything in class next week." Miss Peyton finished speaking just in time, because as soon as she was done, the bell rang and all the students gathered all their things to go to the cafeteria to have their lunch, "oh Miss Bishop, Miss Y/L/N can I please have a word with you?"

Cassie stared at Y/N with furrowed eyebrows as they both stopped their walk towards the door, but Y/N merely shrugged, clueless about why their teacher wanted to talk to her and to Kate after class. "I’ll see you in a bit, can you grab lunch for me too?"

"Yes of course, I’ll see you later."

As soon as all the students left the classroom, Miss Payton saying goodbye to the last teenager with a big smile, she turned her gaze towards Y/N and Kate still waiting in their seats and slightly confused. The teacher’s face the turned serious as she dropped her smile and assessed her students, "okay girls, I wanted you to wait for everyone else to walk out because I need to talk about something really important. I will be quick you can have your lunch."

"Okay, what is it, Miss Peyton?" Y/N asked politely with a calm voice. She wasn’t nervous, she was the top of the class, she was polite to everyone, she was always on time to class, she stayed out of trouble, she was just confused as to why Miss Payton wanted to talk to her with Kate.

"I- Kate that you are failing my class and Mr. Craig’s class." Miss Peyton announced to the black haired girl quickly, sighing out sadly, making Kate stare at her in concern, "you need to improve your grades or, as your coach informed me, you will be out of the team."

"What?! No! Why? I’m trying to study as much as I can to get better!"

"I know, I can see it. But it’s not enough for Coach Miller. I want to help you. That’s why Y/N is here." Y/N perked up at that as she stayed silent to listen to what Miss Payton was telling Kate. "She will tutor you in literature and math. You will have all the semester to improve your grades. I talked to Coach Miller and he will not kick you out of the team if you will pass your final tests."

"Great!" Kate huffed out in frustration as she collapsed ungracefully on the chair, slammed her hands on the desk before starting playing with her fingers angrily.

"It would be a pleasure to help you." Y/N spoke up with a polite smile and tone, hoping to help Kate to calm her nerves down. To be honest she didn’t want to deal with Kate Bishop at all. She was the most popular girl in school, the star of the school’s soccer team, a great archer that collected trophies after trophies, medals after medals and also one of the most wanted girl in school. She had never interacted with her before today. She was the nerd of the school, she was closed-off, she avoided all kind of school gatherings unless they were mandatory. But she needed to please every teacher’s request to reach her goal and enter Harvard with Cassie like they had always dreamed. So she was willing to make an effort for the sake of her future.

"I don’t have a say in this, do I?" Kate completely ignored Y/N’s sentence and stared at Miss Payton in annoyance. Y/N scoffed under her breath at Kate’s rudeness, before focusing on their teacher’s answer to Kate’s rhetorical question.

"I’m afraid you don’t. It will help you, trust me. Y/N one of the school’s best students. I know you two will get along pretty well and you will improve your grades quickly!" They both nodded as they said goodbye to their teacher after discussing a few things about Y/N tutoring Kate before the two girls walked out of the classroom and took different paths without saying a word to the other.

"What the hell did Miss Payton want from you?"

"She just asked me-." Y/N trailed off for good measure, smirking inwardly when Cassie was literally hanging from her chair impatiently, but Y/N took her time to place her bag beside her feet before pulling the chair back and sitting down slowly, but Cassie grabbed her shoulders and slammed her onto the chair to urge her on, causing a small laugh to leave the Y/E/C girl’s lips, "eager to know, are we?"

"Yes. Now keep going."

"She asked me to tutor Kate." Y/N told her best friend nonchalantly before grabbing her salad, taking a forkful and eating it.

"What?!" Cassie screamed incredulous, her small shriek caused a few heads to turn towards them, but she paid them no mind, "why are you saying this like it’s no big deal?!"

"Because it’s not?!" Y/N said rhetorically using the same tone Cassie used to ask her question, causing a small scoff to leave the blonde’s lips as she rolled her eyes at her best friend.

"Are you being serious right now?"

"Yes! I’ve tutored plenty of our classmates and a lot of other students here. It’s really no big deal."

"But we’re talking about Kate Bishop now!" Cassie stressed her words out with a look between desperation and frustration at her best friend nonchalance. She was smart, but she could be truly dense sometimes.

"She is just another student Cass, relax."

"No, she is THE student. The star of the school’s soccer team, the most wanted girl in our school, the heartbreaker, the world’s greatest archer as anyone puts it, not to mention really fucking hot." Cassie finished her speech pointing her fork full of pasta towards Y/N before eating her bite and chewing on it happily. She then rolled her eyes when Y/N rolled her own with a loud sigh.

"I’m not interested in her Cass. We’ve never talked before and after our tutoring sessions it will be back like that with us ignoring each other. Hell I don’t even know if she will show up at our tutoring sessions. We didn’t exactly speak, like at all, after talking with Miss Payton. We just walked away, without even saying goodbye."

"Well maybe she needed a moment to think about it. I don’t think she won’t show up. I mean, these tutoring sessions has to be mandatory for her, am I right?"

"Yeah, apparently if she doesn’t improve her grades in Miss Payton’s and Mr. Craig’s classes, Coach Miller will kick her out of the team." Y/N finished off as she took the last bite of her salad and drank a sip of water from her water bottle.

"Oh shit, that’s bad. She’s definitely showing up to your tutoring session, I’m 100% sure."

The two best friends changed topic and started talking about Cassie’s father, Scott, and his girlfriend Hope, taking Cassie to an amusement park the prior weekend, "no way! Shit Hope is strong."

"Yeah! She formed a crowd all around the punching bag machine and-." Cassie stopped her retelling abruptly when she recognized the approaching figure walking towards their table and swallowed loudly when she met their eyes with her slightly widened ones and smiled awkwardly up at them.

"What?" Y/N turned herself around to look herself at what Cassie was staring at behind her back and almost fainted and fell off the chair when, for the second time that day, she was met with the most intense ocean blue eyes she had ever had the pleasure to meet with her own Y/E/C eyes.

"Hi." Kate said in a small tone and a tiny smile, before staring at Cassie and grinned at her too, "hi." She repeated to the blonde before moving her eyes back onto Y/N.

"Hello." Y/N didn’t exactly intended to answer that coldly, it was just that Kate’s eyes were really distracting.

"Hi." Cassie replied to Kate’s greeting ten times more politely than Y/N, with a bright grin on her lips and a small wave, something that made Kate smile gently.

"Can I talk to you for a second?"

Y/N had a small problem formulating words as she tried to kickstart her brain, to no avail of course, but Cassie came to her rescue and kicked her shin hard under the table, trying to conceal her gesture as much as she could, and almost laughed when Y/N squealed quietly under her breath and jumped a bit on her chair. Cassie smiled in apology at Y/N when she stared at her with a mix of anger, wrath and pain before regarding Kate with the softest expression she could muster despite the excruciating pain in her leg, "sure."

"Thank you." Kate smiled gently at Y/N before regarding Cassie with an apologizing grin, "sorry, it won’t take long, I promise."

"Don’t worry, you can even get rid of her for me. She is annoying." Cassie cracked a joke with a wave of her hand, triggering a soft chuckle from Kate while Y/N flipped her off with her middle finger, but Cassie merely smiled sweetly at her.

Y/N sat up, wincing a bit from her still a bit aching and painful leg, and walked towards the exit of the cafeteria, stopping a few feet out of the door, that effectively muffled the student’s loud chatter, "so, what do you need?"

"First thing first, I’m Kate."

Y/N stared at the hand stretched over in front of her for a few moments, before grabbing it and shaking it gently, "I know. I think pretty much the whole school knows who you are. I’m Y/N."

Kate chuckled gently under her breath and shook her head at Y/N’s joke, "I won’t take too much of your time of your lunch, I just needed to ask you if we can start as soon as we can with our tutoring sessions. I really need to not be kicked out of the team."

"Sure, we can start this afternoon after our classes." Y/N conceded with a small shrug, not failing to notice how beautiful Kate’s wide grin she had just triggered with her words was. But she discarded those thoughts immediately.

"Great! How about around 3 p.m. in the school’s library?"

"Hm, I’m afraid it’s closed." Kate stared at Y/N in confusion and the Y/H/C girl had to discard again thoughts about how cute Kate looked with her confused frown to instead Y/N was clarify to Kate’s silent question, "it’s Friday. Library always closes after classes."

"Oh right. Sorry, I usually study at home."

"It’s okay."

"Okay, so, we can study at my house. My mom is working late and my dad is on a business trip. We won’t be disturbed."

"Okay, yeah." Y/N nodded politely as she smiled gently at the black haired girl, noticing how happy she looked after she agreed to start their tutoring sessions right away.

"Okay, I’ll meet you at your locker at 3 p.m. okay?"

"Yeah. I’ll see you later."

"See you later." Kate winked towards her as she started her walk opposite the cafeteria and Y/N had to admit she swooned a little at the charming gesture as she turned around and opened the cafeteria’s door and walked back towards Cassie, before stopping in her tracks as a thought made its way to the forefront of her mind.

"Wait, how does she know which one is my locker?"

-

"And she looked so good! You should’ve seen her!"

"I did Cass, I was right beside you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you were too busy drooling for her to notice my presence." Y/N snickered when Cassie pushed on her shoulder hard, making her loose her balance for just a second as she grabbed her things from her locker, "I still don’t get why you don’t ask her out."

"Are you out of your mind?! I will never ask her out!" Cassie spoke to Y/N with her eyes widened in shock as if Y/N told her the most unbelievable thing in history. "She doesn’t like me. She doesn’t even know who I am."

"She likes you Cass, she looks at you like a lovesick puppy!"

"You’re just speaking nonsense now. She doesn’t like me and I’m pretty sure she is dating that jackass. What’s his name? Carl?"

"Cory. And I don’t think they’re dating." Y/N laughed when her best friend got their classmate’s name wrong, bumping their shoulders together amusedly, "I will prove to you she likes you. You just need a great wingwoman to help you out." Y/N puffed her chest out proudly and lifted her chin in an authoritative way, all the while Cassie stared at her blankly before turning her expression into a surprised but curious one.

"Oh do you I know her? Can you please introduce her to me?" Y/N deflated at that with a roll of her eyes and punched Cassie’s shoulder gently as she laughed her ass off at her own joke, "okay, on a serious note, I don’t think I will ever find the courage to ask her out. I’m way too out of her league."

"Are you being serious right now? Cass, she is the one out of your league. You are smart, beautiful, funny. She would be a fool to reject you. And if she will ever reject you, it’s her loss." Y/N placed her left hand on Cassie’s right shoulder before squeezing it in a comforting manner and smiled softly at her, the blonde mirroring her right away with a bright, thankful grin.

Just as when Cassie was about to open her mouth to reply to Y/N’s encouraging words and to thank her for boosting her mood up, Kate approached them shyly and smiled at the two best friends cordially with a small wave, "hey guys."

"Hi." Y/N said quickly as she pulled her hand away from Cassie’s shoulder, turned around and finished retrieving her things from her locker, while Cassie, who already finished pushing everything in her backpack, smiled brightly at Kate and waved back at her.

"Hi Kate. Just a little warning, she can be a lot sometimes when she talks about literature, so if she ever starts talking too much, the button to shut her up is right here." Cassie pointed to the back of Y/N’s head, getting Kate’s complete attention, who watched her with a small smile adorning her lips, "you just push this button here and she will shut up automatically. Like this- look." And then Cassie slapped the back of Y/N’s head, right on her nape not hard to hurt Y/N, but not exactly gently, making Y/N almost drop her backpack on the ground.

"Cassie Lang!" Y/N turned her head towards Cassie with a withering look as she massaged the back of her head with her right hand while her left one gripped her backpack hard.

"What?! I was just helping Kate by giving her tips about surviving studying with you."

Y/N turned to look at the black haired girl, who was trying to prevent her laugh to come out of her mouth by biting on her bottom lip hard, but it was becoming a really difficult task with the bickering still going on in front of her, before regarding Cassie with an unamused expression, "I hate you."

"No you don’t! I’ll see you tomorrow." Cassie quickly kissed Y/N’s right cheek, before waving at Kate happily, "bye Kate, good luck with her."

"Thank you. Bye!" Kate waved enthusiastically at Cassie and watched her run towards the school’s exit before focusing her attention back on the Y/H/C girl when she heard a locker close beside her. "Ready to go?"

"Yes! Let’s go."

"How were classes?" Kate asked to fill in the silence wrapping around them as they walked towards the exit, the school’e hallways already empty since it was Friday.

"Good. Yours?"

"Pretty good."

"Great." Y/N sighed as she felt as awkward as ever with Kate. She didn’t know her and she wasn’t exactly good with people she didn’t know, especially when she met them for the first time a few hours prior. "Did you have soccer practice today?"

"Yeah, this morning." Kate answered earnestly as she opened the school’s exit door and held it open for Y/N to walk out first, the Y/H/C girl thanking the blue eyed athlete with a polite smile, "I came here around 7 a.m."

"Thank you." Y/N’s grin fell off her face when she heard what Kate said and widened her Y/E/C eyes in shock, "wait- what?! Why so early?"

"We have a game this Wednesday. It became a daily routine coming to school earlier than everyone else a week prior our game to train alone. I like practicing on my own sometimes."

"Wow, you have a lot of pressure on you." Y/N pointed out as she noticed a stressed frown form on Kate’s forehead and felt bad for her, she knew how it feels to have a lot on your shoulders.

"Yeah, when you are the, and I quote, ‘the most promising striker of the league’, you tend to have a lot of pressure and attention on you. I try my best to give what everyone wants." Kate shrugged as they walked into the school’s parking lot, Y/N pretty much following Kate since she didn’t know where they were going, but as she listened to Kate’s words, Y/N couldn’t help but hear a bit of tiredness and sadness in her tone, making it look like Kate resigned herself to do what everyone wanted from her and wasn’t happy to do just that. She felt bad for her, so bad that she couldn’t control the words that left her mouth in form of a question.

"And what do you want?" Y/N noticed Kate trying to mask the shock and bewilderment, clearly not expecting Y/N to ask that question, but Y/N pretended she didn’t notice and gave her time to answer her.

"Hm- I like doing sports. I do that since I was little. I won a lot of medals and trophies for them but- I feel like soccer will be nothing but another sport I’m good at."

"Hm- you didn’t answer my question completely though." Y/N teased Kate to lift up the heavy air suddenly surrounding them and felt relieved when the black haired girl snorted under her breath with a small, amused smile and a soft shake of her head.

"I will. One day."

"Hm, cryptic and mysterious. I like it." Y/N nodded and fell silent, letting her mind dwell on how easily they were getting along and how comforting Kate’s presence was for a few seconds, a shocking realization to Y/N since they literally met properly that morning, a few hours prior, but it was short lived when Kate’s voice pulled her out of her head.

"Okay, that is our lift home." Kate pointed to a grey Mercedes C Class parked in the school’s parking lot as they approached the expensive vehicle. Y/N was surprised, to say the least, when the blue eyed girl opened the left rear door and signaled her to slip in, "I haven’t got my driver’s license yet. Nick is driving me around wherever I want, whenever I want until I do, so I try to take advantage of that." Kate explained, winking at Y/N jokingly at the last part, making Y/N nod in understanding.

"Oh wow, cool." Y/N looked around the car curiously as soon as she got in and waved awkwardly at Nick when he waved at her from the rearview mirror before focusing on Kate entering the car and closing the door.

"Yeah." Kate sighed contentedly as she sat comfortably on the comfy seats and closed her eyes for just a moment to relax her whole body and mind, she was still a bit exhausted from her practice that morning, and Y/N let her be since she didn’t know what else to say to Kate.

They didn’t talk a lot during their car ride towards Kate’s house as Kate took a moment to rest a bit before studying with Y/N for their tutoring sessions while Y/N took advantage of the silence and the moment to herself to look outside her window and admire the view running fast out of the car. "We’re here Miss Bishop."

"Thank you Nick."

"Thank you. Have a nice day Nick."

"You too Miss-." The driver stopped mid-sentence since he didn’t know Y/N’s name, making the Y/H/C girl smile at him shyly as she watched Kate open the car door to exit the vehicle.

"Y/L/N. Y/N Y/L/N."

"Right, have a nice day Miss Y/L/N."

"Goodbye Nick!" Kate smiled warmly at Nick and waved at him before closing the door after Y/N walked out of the car and guided her into her parents’ building, "c’mon, this way."

"Wow, this building is huge and so classy." Y/N exclaimed as she stared all around herself in awe, trying to look at all the details the front of the amazingly looking building had to offer to her eyes, "oh wow, that’s great!"

Kate laughed softly under her breath when Y/N looked at John, her building’s doorman, opening the door for them, "hi John, I missed you." Kate chuckled some more as she tried to make Y/N move from her frozen spot beside John on the door’s threshold, as she stared at the tall, old man in complete awe. "C’mon Y/N, you’re scaring him."

"Hello Miss Bishop, I missed you too. It’s been far too long since we’ve seen each other." Kate laughed heartily at their usual internal joke as they joked about them missing each other and saying it passed a lot of time since they’ve last seen each other every afternoon after school when in fact they had seen each other that same morning. "I see you have company today."

"Yeah, she is Y/N, she is my classmate."

"Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Y/N." The Y/H/C girl shook the doorman’s hand gently after she finally pulled herself out of her stupid awed daze by softly shaking her head.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Y/N. I’m John." The two girls said goodbye to John and took the elevator to go up to the penthouse, Kate laughing in anticipation as she tried to imagine Y/N’s expression when she will see her house.

"What?" Y/N heard Kate stifle a small snort and looked at her in amusement with a small smile tugging the corners of her lips as her eyes shined happily under the elevator’s lights.

"Nothing." Kate snorted loudly this time as she collected her thoughts and tried to explain them to her friend? Classmate? "I was just thinking about your reactions on seeing my parents’ building’s front and having a doorman."

"Well I couldn’t help it, this building is beautiful and a doorman? Really? That’s so cool!"

"Well that’s not why I was laughing."

"Then why?" Y/N asked confused as she watched Kate snort again after her words, not clearly following her train of thoughts.

"Because I can’t wait to see your reaction when you will see my house."

"What? What possibly- oh my god!"

Kate chuckled under her breath when Y/N stopped herself mid-sentence as soon as the elevator’s doors opened and revealed Kate’s elegant and huge penthouse. "See? I told you. That’s why I was laughing, I imagined that would be your reaction." Kate pointed to Y/N shocked face and giggled some more, not understanding how she could be so comfortable with someone she only started talking to that morning.

"Well excuse me, but this house is huge and so beautiful, and- I- I’m speechless."

"I’m glad you like it." Kate smiled warmly at the still stunned Y/H/C girl as she took her coat off and hung it on the coat rack, "can I take your coat?"

"What? Oh yeah sure." Y/N had to blink a few times to get herself back on earth as her mind wrapped itself around Kate’s question, before taking off her coat and handing it to Kate with a grateful smile, "thank you." Y/N sent Kate another small, grateful grin but her Y/E/C eyes couldn’t help but sweep some more around to take the black haired girl’s beautiful house in.

"You’re welcome. Do you want something to drink before we start studying?"

"Just water please."

-

"So? How was it?!" Cassie appeared right beside Y/N as she placed her books for her school day in her locker, making the Y/H/C girl roll her eyes fondly at the girl’s eagerness.

"Hello to you too Cassie. Oh I’m good thanks! I spent a great weekend, how was yours?"

Cassie rolled her eyes at her best friend’s antics but before playing along, she decided to tease her some more, knowing Y/N was stalling to answer her question, "drama queen." Y/N stared at Cassie unamused and the girl finally relented, "okay, fine. Hi Y/N/N, how are you? Great! Okay now, how was it?" Cassie talked quickly to try to get Y/N to talk about her tutoring session with Kate on Friday, since she had been in San Francisco with her dad for a small vacation and she hadn’t time to call her.

"Eager are we?" Y/N teased Cassie some more to take some more time to answer to her question just for a bit of personal entertainment, she loved watching Cassie getting impatient on things she wanted to know, "how was your trip with your dad?"

"Yeah, yeah, it was cool. Now answer me!" Cassie urged Y/N on with slapping her repeatedly on her left shoulder, making her best friend laugh heartily at her for her need to know how was her tutoring session with Kate, something that amused the Y/E/C girl to no end.

"Okay fine, I don’t know why you want to know how it went. It was a normal tutoring session. We studied a few things from our literature class. Nothing much."

"That’s it? Ugh you are so boring Y/N/N." Cassie exclaimed, a bit disappointed in her best friend at knowing nothing much happened during her tutoring session with Kate Bishop.

"What? Why are you saying that?"

"Because you two just studied! That’s boring!"

"What were we supposed? Save the world?" Y/N asked sarcastically, snorting at her own joke and shook her head.

"Things."

"Wait- what do you think would’ve happened?!" Y/N asked with widened eyes as she looked at her best friend like she was crazy, not exactly understanding why Cassie was behaving like that, especially with that dangerous grin on her face and with her eyebrows wiggling mischievously.

"I don’t know! Maybe you two getting along, trying to get to know each other, becoming besties, stuff like that." Cassie listed with an exasperated tone, feeling the need to slap Y/N at how dense she was being in that moment.

"Cass, I love you but you watch too many movies. She is trying to not get kicked out of the team she clearly cares about. I’m just doing my job in helping her by tutoring her."

"Yeah, but you are tutoring one of the most popular girl in our school. Everyone talks about watching you two get into a car together." Cassie explained excitedly as she tried to make Y/N understand why she was so excited and eager to know about her tutoring session with Kate, she was starting to get popular by just being seen with the most popular girl in school.

"Like I said, you watch too many movies Cass." Y/N chuckled as she closed her locker and leaned on it with her right shoulder, Cassie mirroring her by laying on the locker next to Y/N’s one with her left shoulder and facing her best friend, "I am a nobody here. No one acknowledges us except when they ask us to help them with homework or during tests or when that douchebag pick on us. I am not getting popular like you're thinking. I’m just Kate’s tutor. That’s it."

"We don’t need any of them Y/N/N. We are going to Harvard while all these idiots are probably gonna stay here regretting being assholes that bullied us instead of studying and getting a life." Cassie spoke as she moved away from her locker, puffing out her chest and lifting her chin up in pride, before making Y/N move away from her locked too by pushing on her right shoulder leaned on the locker before circling her shoulders with her right arm and pulled her closer to side hug her.

"That’s why I love you, you know exactly what to say to calm my nerves down." Y/N smiled appreciatively at the blonde, who merely waved her off with a scoff, before widening her eyes in fake shock as she realized what Y/N just told her.

"Did I hear you right? Did you just say you love me?" Cassie had a million dollar smile on her face as she looked at Y/N with mirth swimming into her blue eyes, something that made Y/N roll her eyes feigning annoyance.

"Nope, I didn’t. You must’ve made that up." Cassie laughed heartily when Y/N tried to escape her best friend’s embrace but Cassie used her other arm to lock Y/N into her arms, her left side flushed on Cassie’s front, making the Y/H/C girl groan in frustration, "this is kidnapping. Please someone help-." Y/N pretended to ask for help from Cassie’s attack, closing her eyes as she pretended to suffer from the embrace Cassie trapped her in and making the blond laugh heartily at her in the process, but in their giddy state neither of them noticed the approaching figure until they came into their line of sight and made Y/N stop mid-sentence.

"Hm, hi?"

The two best friends stopped their childish banter right away at the small, shy voice coming from their left, Cassie releasing Y/N from her strong lock and let her go before both turned fully towards Kate, grinning softly at them, "hi Kate." Cassie was the one to speak first, sending the soccer player a genuine smile before side-eyeing Y/N that stayed quiet beside her and smirking inwardly when she found her staring at Kate with an awestruck glint in her Y/E/C irises as she tried to keep a poker face on. But Cassie had known her since they were little and she knew exactly when Y/N was trying to not gay panic in front of a pretty girl. Hm, this is very, very interesting. The blonde thought as she deftly hit Y/N’s left ribs without being seen or being too obvious she was trying to get her best friend back on earth from ‘Gay Planet’ and broadened her inward smirk when Y/N blinked a few times before finally finding her voice.

"Hi." Y/N tried and hoped the grin she sent to Kate wasn’t an awkward grimace, but a genuine smile as she felt an odd happiness swirl around her stomach at her presence, "how are you?"

"I’m good, thanks. How are you guys?" Kate asked with her smile widening a bit as she felt more and more comfortable with the two best friends each passing second, "I saw you two bicker from afar, is that what you two always do? Because I seem to always find you two doing that." Kate chuckled under her breath and as Y/N was still patting herself on her right shoulder for acting cool in front of Kate and asking a question to make casual conversation with her instead of just lamely saying ‘hi’ to her and keeping staring at her like an idiot - Cassie would have added ‘in love’ or would have used ‘like a lovesick puppy’ to express and describe how Y/N was staring up at Kate - her mood quickly crumbled into embarrassed shame as she cursed under her breath for looking like an idiot in front of Kate. She totally discarded the question ‘why are you concerned about Kate discovering your childish behavior with your best friend?’ her mind came up with, crumbled it and pushed it to the farthest end of her brain to not think about it anymore, hopefully.

"Oh we are good. And yeah, we do that all the time. It’s always the same script. Y/N feigning having a cold heart that isn’t capable of loving, while I try to make her admit she loves me. I always win."

"No you don’t."

"See? She’s heartless." Kate chuckled amusedly as she eyed the two best friends for a few seconds with mirth and some kind of nostalgic feeling swirling into the pit of her stomach before focusing on why she approached the two girls.

"I won’t take up any more of your bickering, even though I would love to witness you two do that all day, Y/N, I just needed to know if we can study today. I need to get as much studying done as I can before our match that will be in two weeks. Coach Miller just told me this morning that if I pass at least one of the two exams he asked Miss Payton and Mr Craig to let me take to start improving my grades, he will let me play."

"Yeah, of course. I would love to help you."

"Great! Thank you!" Kate thanked Y/N with a million dollar smile and restrained herself from hugging the girl since they had known each other for just a couple of days and weren’t exactly friends, "we can meet here at 3 p.m. and go to my house."

"Sounds good."

"Okay I need to go now or I’ll be late, I’ll see you in class later! Bye!"

"Bye Kate." Cassie yelled when the black haired girl waved at them hastily and run away to go to her first class, Y/N doing the same with a big smile on her lips.

"Bye Kate." Y/N watched the black haired girl turn the corner and sighed wistfully before adjusting her backpack on her shoulder, "what?" Y/N asked when turned her head around and found Cassie staring at her with a smug, knowing grin and her right eyebrow lifted up teasingly.

"Oh nothing, I was just watching you two interact."

"So what?"

Cassie smiled with mischief swirling into her blue eyes at Y/N urging her on with annoyance written all over her face at her beating around the bush to tease her, "what did you say right here on Friday? Oh yeah, now I remember, ‘I’m not interested in her’." Cassie did her best at imitating Y/N’s voice with a serious face before erupting in a loud laugh when the girl rolled her eyes at her annoying best friend.

"Very funny." Y/N pushed on Cassie’s shoulder when she kept laughing and urged them to walk towards their first class, "why don’t you become a comedian instead of an engineer?"

"Because then you would make my life a living hell for having you as the center of all my shows. No thank you." Cassie kept making fun of Y/N as she delighted on Y/N’s annoyed and unamused expression on her face, before schooling her expression and giving Y/N some mercy, "but anyway, on a serious note, I saw how you look at her."

"No don’t start."

"Why? Y/N/N you literally froze when she came up to us. If I didn’t hit you, you would still be there staring at her like a lovesick puppy."

"Okay, I like her eyes. It’s not a crime admiring someone’s eyes."

"How cute." Cassie commented sweetly, before focusing back on her thoughts, "but I would like to say you not only looked at her eyes, but I interrupted you before you could eye fuck her-OHW!"

Cassie caressed her sore shoulder right where Y/N had hit it and massaged it gently to try to subdue the pain, "remind me why I still hang out with you?"

"Because you love me and because I’m fucking awesome."

"Hm, these are really debatable statements." Y/N countered back nonchalantly as she shrugged her shoulders, making Cassie gasp in fake shock as she laid an hand on her chest.

"You bitch!" Cassie exclaimed with a fake shocked face, a small smile cracking her façade when she noticed the tiny grin adorning Y/N’s lips and hit her gently on her shoulder before smacking her bicep again when Y/N started chuckling under her breath. "Deny it all you want, I know you love me!" Cassie exclaimed as she entered the classroom and sat right behind Y/N before slapping the back of her shoulder again.

"Ohw! Stop hitting me!"

"Not until you admit you love me." Then Cassie pointed her statement by slapping repeatedly Y/N’s left shoulder with her hand and laughed heartedly when the girl shrieked cutely as she tried to shield herself away from Cassie’s attack, but to no avail due to the proximity of their chairs, "admit it."

"Okay fine, I love you."

"That’s better."

-

"No wait, you have to put 5 there."

"Ugh, I knew I got it wrong!" Kate exclaimed exasperated, leaning her head between her hands to calm down herself down.

"Hey no, you are doing great. Don’t put yourself down." Y/N lifted her hand up to try to comfort the black haired girl that slammed her head on the table and groaned in frustration but in the end retracted it and placed it back on her lap, deciding to try to comfort the girl with only her words since they had met just a week prior and they couldn’t even consider themselves friends. "You just need some practice like with sports and I can assure you, you will do great in the test. Trust me."

"But I can’t understand it."

"You are very close to understand it. I had troubles with this too." Y/N admitted, making Kate lift her head up to stare at her curiously.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I was angry at myself for not understanding some things, but then I just closed my books and opened them after taking a break. I almost slapped myself when I noticed it was very much simple." Y/N shrugged with a small smile on her lips as she recognized a lot of her emotions when she dealt with this math problem when she studied it in Kate’s frustration and anger as she now studied it.

"So you’re just suggesting to take a break?"

"Yeah, close that book and don’t think about it for a bit. Just relax and release all the stress. I can go if you want. We can continue this tomorrow." Y/N spoke with an insecure and shy tone as she bounced her eyes on and off everything around her in Kate’s fancy looking living room to avoid at all costs Kate’s mesmerizing blue irises staring at her gratefully, fearing she would make a fool out of herself if she got lost in them like she does every time she looked into those eyes.

"Are you kidding? Now it’s like a personal challenge! We can chill for a bit and then continue studying, if you don’t have to go home yet." Kate proposed as she closed her book and notebook.

"No, I can stay a bit more, it’s okay."

Kate smiled at Y/N’s words and nodded resolutely, happy she could spend some more time with the Y/H/C girl, "okay, then. Now tell me about yourself."

"What?" Y/N asked in mere panic as she widened her eyes and looked at Kate like she was crazy, she wasn’t prepared for that question asked out of nowhere.

"We know very few things about the other- well technically you know a lot more about me compared to me that I only know you are one of the best students in school. So since we have a bit of spare time, why don’t we use it with getting to know each other?"

"Oh, uhm, okay." Y/N nodded gingerly with a shy tone, feeling her stomach flipping over itself at the thought of the black haired girl wanting to get to know her.

"Only if it’s okay with you." Kate said with uncertainty and shyness swirling in her ocean blue eyes as she stared at Y/N softly, something that warmed Y/N’s heart to no end and instantly eased up her nerves.

"Yeah, of course. I’m just not really used to- y’know interact with people other than Cassie."

"Why? I mean you seem like a really cool person, you are one of the best students in our school, you are a great tutor and you are funny. I don’t get why you only hang out with Cassie." Kate delivered all those compliments to Y/N and meant them with all her heart, something that made Y/N almost pass out as she tried to calm herself down, and asked that question just out of pure curiosity since she couldn’t understand why Y/N was so socially awkward.

"Thank you. I just- I don’t know. People think that just because you have good grades and don’t do any sport you are automatically considered a geek that you have to avoid at all costs. Plus not being attractive like the head cheerleader and her minions makes you more avoidable." Y/N shrugged nonchalantly, speaking up her mind about something she had always discussed with Cassie but she shockingly wasn’t uncomfortable doing with Kate too. It was surprisingly comforting talking to the athlete about a few of her insecurities.

Meanwhile Kate couldn’t believe what was coming out of Y/N’s mouth. She knew Y/N and Cassie were, among a few other students in their high school, harassed by a few jocks and popular douchebags but she never had the occasion to witness those moments to stop them from happening and she sometimes hated herself for that. She hated when things like that happened. "What? Are you serious right now?" When Y/N stared at Kate like a deer in headlights, not knowing what she referred to, Kate sighed out dejectedly. She couldn’t believe Y/N was so used on bringing herself down and belittling herself so much and so easily, she needed to make her believe it was exactly the opposite of what she thought of herself, "okay, I don’t know if you need to hear it or not, but Y/N stop treating yourself like that. You are beautiful, inside and out. I’m so sorry you are going through all of this. No one should. Everyone needs to experience high school like a normal teenager and not avoiding making new friends because they pretend you don’t exist just because you are smarter than them or fearing crossing paths with jocks that are complete assholes because they would make fun of you. It’s bullshit."

"I wish that was all."

"What do you mean?" Kate asked alarmed as she sat straighter on her chair while looking at Y/N nervously, fearing her answer and hoping Y/N wasn’t going to confirm what she was thinking.

"We get slammed into lockers or pushed in the hallways all the time. We get called like ‘nerds’ or ‘teacher’s pet’."

"What?"

"It’s not that bad, we try to find entertainment in it. Like- last week Trevor called Cassie ‘dyke’ and when she told him to be more creative he slammed her again into the locker and stammered ‘pussy licker’. We gave him a 7 for trying."

When Kate noticed Y/N using a solemn tone and shrugged at the end of her sentence, her heart fell right into her stomach, "why are you saying this like you are okay with that?"

"Because I have to be. I can’t change things. It is what it is since our freshman year. I didn’t change their mind then, I can’t do that now in my sophomore year and I will not do that in my senior year. I- we just accepted it and we try to take the fun out of it."

"Y/N." Kate started with a worried tone, feeling bad for how poorly the two best friends had been treated since their freshman year. She met them just a week prior and know nearly nothing about them, but they seem really cool people to hang out with and these hierarchical positions and social constructs about jocks bullying people that has good grades and does not enjoy sports like they do really makes her blood boil.

"It’s okay Kate. You don’t have to feel bad. I try- we try to not to get it to our heads and we try to stay focused to get out of that hellhole of place." Y/N reassured Kate with a smile that Kate immediately saw through and noticed it didn’t reach her eyes, but she decided to not comment on it and moved their conversation onto something else, putting aside this topic for now.

"Shall we start again?" About 15 minutes later Kate jumped up from her chair and exulted loudly with a fist up in the air when she finally got the math problem she couldn’t understand not too long prior, before engulfing Y/N in an awkward hug since the Y/H/C girl was still seated in her chair but Y/N tried to reciprocate the gesture as she tried to will her body to stop melting from just an hug with the black haired girl.

"See? I told you you could do it!"

-

"I’m so fucking worried Y/N."

"Relax Kate, you are gonna do amazing. We studied a lot and you are now doing better in math. Take a deep breath, it will help you calm down." Y/N reassured the black haired girl as she grabbed her book for her third period from her locker before sending a reassuring and calming smile towards the worried, black haired girl that was wringing her hands nervously while staring into space into the hallway full of students.

"I am afraid that if I do that I will faint."

Y/N chuckled at Kate’s statement as she closed her locker with a shake of her head, before looking at Kate fully, "okay, let’s not do that. Hey." Y/N tried to get the black haired girl’s attention and the Y/H/C girl almost fainted when Kate’s ocean blue eyes met her Y/E/C irises right away, but the Y/H/C girl got a grip on herself and tried to reassure the athlete. "You are gonna do great. Trust me."

"Hm." Kate emitted in a strangled, not so convinced whimper while keeping wringing her fingers some more but never taking her eyes off Y/N’s ones.

"Okay, let’s think about a deal, so you will be more encouraged to pass your exam. Think about anything you want." Y/N suggested, hoping this would help the girl relax her nerves down and she succeeded when she noticed Kate’s eyes losing their worried glint as they filled with resolution. Kate thought about something for a few moments before grinning widely, a sign that told Y/N, the black haired girl found something for their deal.

"Okay, if I pass my math exam you will come to the game tomorrow night. If I don’t pass my exam you are authorized to hit me with your math book. Repeatedly."

"Hm, a very interesting offer." Y/N hummed in thought, speaking up right away, "deal." Y/N immediately accepted, making Kate believe she was doing so just because she wanted to hit Kate with her math book, when in fact she was sure she was gonna pass her math exam. Although she wasn’t completely sure about going to Kate’s game, it was the least she could do for her to make her feel better. "I can’t wait to create a Kate head-shaped dent on my math book, my Cassie one is feeling lonely. It will be amazing to show around."

"Shut up." Kate pushed on Y/N’s shoulder gently with a small smile adorning her lips as she watched - with butterflies flying around her stomach that she totally ignored - Y/N laugh heartily at her expression, before shaking her hand to seal their deal - and ignoring again her butterflies in her stomach at the softness of Y/N’s hand and at the spark that their touch created-.

-

"Ugh, I’m starving. Y/N hurry up or I will bite your leg to dwell my hunger."

"Let’s not re-enact our fight in fourth grade. I got stitches for two weeks. C’mon, let’s go before you eat my books." Y/N had the time to close her locker before she got slammed into it when a body collided on her back a second later, "what the-."

"I PASSED IT!" A familiar voice yelled in her right ear, making her almost going deaf, but as soon as she registered those words she couldn’t care less about anything else in the world as a shit eating grin appeared on her features and reciprocated Kate’s hug as she could, "I PASSED IT!"

"Kate! Oh my god! I’m so happy for you but please I’m becoming one with my locker." Y/N said in a muffled murmur due to her squished face on the uncertainly cleaned and extremely cold surface of her locker, making Kate realize she was almost hurting Y/N and released her a second later.

"Oh sorry." Kate admitted with a grimace and got off of Y/N right away, helping her pull away from her locker and smiling at her sheepishly before her grin broadened widely as she thought again about why she jumped on Y/N, "I passed my math exam."

"Yeah I heard you the first time you yelled it in my ear." Y/N admitted sarcastically as she waved at her right ear to mock Kate some more before smiling at her softly, "see? I told you!"

"Thank you. So so much." Kate looked at Y/N with gratitude, her chest filling up with happiness.

"Congratulations Kate and welcome back in our school’s team, they would have sucked tomorrow without you." Cassie spoke up to break the sudden tension that rose when the two girls grew quiet as they looked into each other’s eyes like the other put stars in the sky, inwardly freaking out for Y/N for maybe finding someone that really liked her for who she was, and smiled at the black haired girl softly.

"Thanks! You are coming tomorrow night too, right?"

"What?" Cassie asked confused as she looked at Kate quizzically, not understanding what she was asking.

"We had a deal this morning. If I pass my math exam, she will come to the game tomorrow night. And I did, so she has to come now. And you are coming too, right?"

"Oh yeah, absolutely!" Cassie nodded enthusiastically as she already planned a few questions to ask to Y/N about this interesting deal she made with Kate. "I can’t wait."

"Me too! I need to go, Coach Miller wants to see me. I’ll see you guys tomorrow."

"Bye Kate!" Cassie waved enthusiastically at the blue eyed girl before focusing quickly her attention as Y/N did the same.

"Bye Kate, I’ll see you tomorrow." Cassie swallowed the snort that was ready to come out when she watched Y/N staring lovingly at Kate as she walked away, the blonde ready to play Cupid if Y/N wasn’t going to make a move tomorrow night.

"Wow, it took you only one week to be completely whipped." Cassie mocked Y/N as she made whipping sounds, reveling in Y/N’s blush that immediately fell on her cheeks as she tried to cover it up with a roll of her eyes and pushing her towards the cafeteria.

"Let’s go jerk. No more talking or I’m making you starve to death today."

-

"Close your mouth, idiot. You’re drooling." Cassie taunted Y/N in a casual tone, never taking her eyes off their classmates running around the field to warm up before the game and smirked mischievously when Y/N choked on the small sip of water she was drinking from her bottle, before closing it and hitting Cassie with it. "Hey!"

"That’s what you deserve for being an ass! Stop making fun of me!"

"I’m sorry! But it’s just so funny, but also cute. You have a crush on Kate."

"I don’t have a crush on her." Y/N murmured while crossing her arms stubbornly, deep inside already knowing Cassie was right.

"If it makes you sleep at night." Cassie spoke with a knowing tone as she bumped her right shoulder on Y/N’s left one and smiled softly at her, "but seriously, you don’t need to deny it with me Y/N/N. It’s cute and honestly I’m happy she likes you too."

"Woah, woah, slow down. No one said anything about Kate liking me back."

Cassie smiled at Y/N unconsciously admitting she liked Kate, watching as she noticed it too and sighed out loud, not saying anything since it was pointless denying it now that she inadvertently admitted it to Cassie, "I can see it in the way she watches you, or from the smiles she reserves just for you. And let’s admit it, she invited you to watch her game. She only needs to dedicate a goal to you and she is literally pushing her vagina in your face."

"Cass!" Y/N chastised Cassie as she turned around to make sure no one was listening to them, sighing out in relief when everybody around them was fully focused on the field.

"What?!" Y/N blushed furiously under Cassie’s knowing look but shook her head at her best friend’s antics a few moments later as she pondered on what she just said. Does Kate really likes her back?

"Hey! You came!" In her pensive state she didn’t notice Kate approaching them from the field and shook her head to get rid of her troubled thoughts as she focused on the blue eyed girl now in her soccer uniform with her hair high up in a ponytail. Y/N thought about how she had never seen someone being that effortlessly beautiful in every way and almost slapped herself when she realized she was staring without saying something for a moment.

"Yeah, well, we couldn’t miss our Captain bringing our team to the win." Y/N admitted casually as she tried not to focus on Kate’s biceps standing out from under her uniform’s t-shirt’s sleeves as she leaned her forearms on the railing in front of her, focusing instead on the beautiful smile Kate sent her way at her words.

"I hope so. Just so y’know, if I score tonight it will be all for you. Because if I am here tonight it’s just thanks to you." Kate smiled softly at Y/N and the Y/H/C girl pretty much imploded right then and there, thanking God Kate got called by her teammate since the game was about to start, leaving her to combusting in her spot with a small blush adorning her cheeks. "I’ll see you guys later!"

Cassie waited a few seconds as she watched Kate running towards the field before commenting on what she just witnessed, "like I said, she is smashing her pussy in your face." Y/N’s blush deepened as she tried to calm her own core down and making it stop from pulsating at Cassie’s words, the blond having the decency to whisper it in her ear this time instead of yelling it, "I find it so cute."

-

Like promised Kate scored 3 goals that night and every time she pulled away from her teammates’ hug she met Y/N’s eyes and smiled widely at her before winking at her every single time, something that warmed Y/N’s heart among some other parts. "Congrats for the win Cap!"

"Thanks Cassie!" Kate thanked the blonde before focusing on Y/N, eager to hear what the girl had to say as she tried to calm her heart down from beating so fast - she knew it wasn’t from the exertion but from Y/N’s extreme beauty and her dangerous close proximity - hoping she was doing a good job in looking cool.

"I don’t know Cass, she is pretty bad at soccer. I mean she never scored and never even touched the ball at all tonight!" Y/N taunted Kate with a serious, disapproving tone, looking at Kate like she was scrutinizing her before a smile rolled on her lips when Kate laughed heartily at her joke.

"Yeah, I ask myself why ever playing soccer when I am always on the sidelines." Kate continued on with Y/N’s joke before shaking her head as they shared a laugh, "hey, hm- Kelly is throwing a party for our win at her house, are you guys in?"

Cassie smiled widely at Kate’s words and was ready to answer when Y/N spoke up with an uncertain tone before she could talk, "hm- I don’t-."

"We’re in!" Y/N turned to look at Cassie for just a moment before reveling in the small squeal Kate emitted at Cassie’s answer for their assured attendance at the party.

"Great! I need to shower first, then I’ll go there. Do you guys know how to go to Kelly’s house?"

"Hm, actually no. My dad drove us here." Cassie replied shyly as both girls scratched the back of their heads in embarrassment as they blushed furiously. They both didn’t know why they were acting so embarrassed all of a sudden, they were only 15 years old after all and since they had yet to be 16 years old they both haven’t yet had the chance to get their driver’s license. "I was just about to text him to come and get us. Okay nevermind, he is here!" Cassie placed her hand on her forehead when she noticed her father Scott waving at her from not too far from them with a baseball hat before watching him approach them with a bright smile on his lips.

"Hey girls! What a nice game! Oh hey, you are the Captain of the team! Hi big fan!" Kate chuckled in amusement at the man word vomiting his excitement on her, noticing how similar Cassie was to her father and her heart swelled at the cute duo hugging as Scott circled his arm around Cassie’s shoulders and side-hugged her.

"Always nice to meet a fan!" Kate nodded at the man with a wide smile and watched him do the same, looking like a kid in a candy store at her gesture.

"Dad can you take us to a party?"

"Oh yeah sure! But I’m afraid I can’t come get you back girls, I have an important meeting with the boys for an important possible investor and I won’t be available for a while."

"It’s no problem sir, I can take them back home. Actually you don’t have to drive them either, they can come with me."

"There’s no need Kate, we don’t want to bother you too much." Y/N tried to reason with Kate as she tried to calm her own heart down from beating so loudly, fearing Kate could hear it. To be honest she didn’t know when her crush for Kate started, but in hindsight she knew it would’ve been inevitable. The black haired beauty was funny and witty, but also a little bit goofy and clumsy, and let’s not forget smart. Even if she needed to tutor her for math and literature, Kate was extremely good in other scientific subjects, like biology and physics. She had really good grades except for literature and math but during their tutoring in this last month she proved to be an extremely fast learner. She was also so pure of heart and very kind, something that astonished Y/N just a bit, since she had always pictured Kate to be like every other athlete in their high school or to be like the athlete stereotype that you always watch in movies or tv shows. Dumb, full of herself, an heartbreaker and a total asshole. Kate was far from being that and as soon as Y/N realized it, she started crushing on her. She hated when Cassie was right.

"It’s no problem, truly!"

"Okay then, it’s my clue to leave- oh can we take a selfie? You are a great!" Cassie slapped her forehead with her hand at her father’s antics while Y/N and Kate chuckled heartily at his excitement and for being a total goofy in front of her daughter and not caring about that one bit. Y/N, Kate and Cassie, despite her embarrassment, could say he was truly excited about wanting to take a selfie with Kate.

"Sure! But on one condition." Kate smiled brightly before putting a serious face on, watching as Scott, after retrieving his phone from his pocket and opening the camera app, stopped in his tracks as he made his way towards Kate with his phone in his hands, looking a bit concerned, "you have to send it to Cassie so she can send it to me."

This put a million dollar smile on Scott’s face as he resumed its small walk towards Kate and took a few selfies with her. Meanwhile Y/N was dealing with trying to calm her heart down after bursting out at Kate’s eager and truthful words, fearing the black haired beauty could hear it from where she was standing a few feet from her, "she is a good catch. Don’t let her go away Y/N/N."

Cassie’s words whispered in her left ear struck Y/N hard, making her head spiral out of control as she kept watching Kate and Scott hug briefly after taking those selfies. She didn’t know why Cassie’s words hit her that hard, but they did. She already admitted to herself she was crushing on Kate, but actually acting on that said crush? It never even occurred to her Kate could ever like her back. She was way out of her league. But with Cassie’s comments pointing out a few actions Kate did that same night and her genuine behavior was instilling a small seed in her mind that was sprouting fast and she felt she couldn’t control it. The question that she couldn’t seem to answer was: was she really ready to make the first move? And as that question echoed around her head, another one made its presence know in her mind: if Kate liked her back, would she ever make a move or just ignore it since they were worlds apart?

"Y/N?"

"Hm?" Y/N got pulled out of her mind by the center of her thoughts, making her blink a few times and shake her head to come back on earth.

"I said, is it okay if you wait for just 15 minutes? I need to shower then we’re ready to go."

"Of course, go on. We’ll wait on the bleachers."

The three girls got their separate ways after saying goodbye to Scott, the two best friends walking towards the bleachers while Kate run towards the locker room to go have a shower and change as quickly as she can to go to the party with Y/N and Cassie. "So? Are you gonna do your move tonight?"

"I don’t know Cass. I’m too awkward with these things. And we still don’t know if she likes me back. No-." Y/N lifted a hand up to stop Cassie from talking when she opened her mouth to interject, "we can’t be sure with just a few things like ‘she dedicated each goals to me’ or like ‘she looks at you like you put the stars in the sky’. Remember that I still have to tutor her for the rest of the semester and I can’t ruin things by making them awkward with me declaring my crush for her, especially if I don’t know if she feels the same. I don’t want to be rejected."

"I know Y/N/N, I would never allow anyone to hurt you. You know that. But I wouldn’t push you to make a move if I wasn’t sure she liked you back. I would also never push you to do anything, I am just suggesting it."

"Why are you so sure, though? Did you hear Kate talk about me or something?" Y/N asked with a sarcastic scoff as she rolled her eyes good-naturedly, before moving them towards her best friend when she didn’t answer to her question right away and found her avoiding her gaze at all costs by flipping her blue irises from one place to another while she biting on her bottom lip nervously and wringing her fingers slightly in embarrassment. "Cass? You didn’t hear Kate talk about me, did you?"

"No! Of course not!" Y/N sighed out loud at Cassie’s quick answer, but she instantly chocked on her saliva on what Cassie added right after, "I just heard about a few girls gossiping in the bathroom about Kate rejecting a girl at a party a week ago."

"What? Really?" Y/N asked flabbergasted as she widened her eyes comically. It wasn’t a secret that Kate liked to have some fun with their school’s girl and with girl’s not from their school. She had dated a few of them but she mostly liked to hook up with them or just have some fun with kissing them at parties. So it was really uncommon hearing about Kate turning a girl down. It only happened when she was in a relationship and since everyone knew about her being in a relationship, the girls would stop throwing themselves at her to respect her relationship - even if they did throw themselves at her, Kate would’ve have never cheated on her girlfriend, she wasn’t like that. She, in fact, hated people like that. She turned down a lot of girls that were in a relationship and tried to hook up with her. It wasn’t a good behavior. - . "Wait, are you sure she isn’t dating someone and she just said no to that girl?" Y/N reasoned with Cassie, as much as this new piece of information made her heart beat fast in her ribcage, almost as if it was ready to come out of her chest, she needed to be realistic and not let herself hope for Kate to like her back when there wasn’t hope for Kate to like her back at all.

"Yup. When that girl laughed at her, stating, and I quote-." Cassie lifted her arms up to make quotation marks with her pointer and middle fingers of both hands, curling and uncurling them repeatedly in the air, "‘stop being so funny. You are not really rejecting me.’" Y/N snorted at Cassie using an high-pitched voice to imitate the girl’s voice, but let her continue, "Kate stated that she was in fact serious and when the girl tried to reason with her, she asked if she was in a relationship and she said no before leaving her there." Y/N sighed out loudly at her best friend’s story, not wanting to get her hopes up again, she didn’t want her heart to break if Kate didn’t like her back.

"It doesn’t mean anything Cass. Especially it doesn’t mean she likes me."

"Well okay, it may not mean she likes you, but it could." Cassie reasoned with Y/N as she caressed her shoulder softly, watching the troubled expression on Y/N’s face. She knew it was starting to become difficult for Y/N to be around Kate, especially because she didn’t want to make a move to avoid ruining their friendship. She was going through the same thing with her own crush and Y/N was doing the exact same thing Cassie was doing with Y/N right now, pushing her to make a move but she was too much of a coward to do just that. So they were both suffering in silence as they stared longingly from a distance theirs crushes. Two idiots in love.

Y/N was ready to open her mouth and counter back when Kate got into vision right as she sauntered towards them, making Y/N’s mouth instantly dry up as she took in Kate dressed in tight, black, ripped jeans, an old, white Rolling Stones t-shirt, a black leather jacket, her hair flowing down her shoulder in perfect waves and light makeup to highlight enough her ocean blue eyes. "Oh shit."

"Close your mouth Y/N/N or you will catch flies." Cassie mocked Y/N in a sing-song tone, taking a look at Kate herself and she had to admit the black haired girl was looking really good, before watching Y/N stare and ogle at Kate in awe with her mouth slightly parted. Y/N instantly shook her head to look at least slightly smart instead of an idiot and tried to look cool, disinterested and uncaring as Kate walked the last few steps towards them.

"Hey girls, ready to go?"

-

The party was already going when they arrived after about an hour, teenagers dancing all over the living room, an improvised and really heated beer pong match going in the kitchen, loud music blasting from every speaker present in Kelly’s house and just everyone having a good time drinking with friends. Kate, as Y/N expected, got pulled away from the two best friends almost immediately, her teammates making a toast to their win in the living room as everyone else circled around them and cheered them on. What surprised Y/N was that Cassie got pulled away from her not too much later from none other than her crush Ava, that asked if she wanted to be her partner for a new beer pong match. Cassie immediately looked at Y/N for help with widened eyes and was ready to decline Ava’s request, but Y/N immediately pushed her towards her with a smile, "go have fun and please do not come back here if you lose. I don’t wanna be friends with a loser." Y/N joked, eliciting a fond roll of her eyes from Cassie, before smirking when a second later a fire got ignited into Cassie’s blue eyes. Cassie, ever the competitive, nodded and walked away and that was how Y/N found herself leaning on a wall in a far end of the living room observing her ‘friends’ drinking, dancing and having an overall good time. Y/N’s Y/E/C irises fell on Kate’s happy face as she danced care-freely with her friends and instantly mirrored her million dollar smile as she laughed at something her friend must have told her and couldn’t stop the butterflies in her stomach to fly around like crazy at the view. She lost sight of Kate after a few minutes when a new EDM song made the whole crowd erupt in loud whistles before everyone joined the dance floor to dance to the EDM song, so she sighed loudly and grabbed her phone to scroll mindlessly on her Instagram feed to kill time now that she couldn’t ogle Kate from afar. After about 3 minutes she almost threw her iPhone up in the air when she jumped up in fright at the voice that whispered into her ear.

"Not a party fan, hm?"

"Holy sh- Kate! You scared me!"

"Sorry!" Kate chuckled under her breath at the girl’s reaction before smiling softly down at her, "so, not a party fan?"

"Not really. To be completely honest it’s my first time being here. I’ve never been invited to these parties. Not that I would’ve showed up if they really and actually invited me."

"But you came here tonight after I invited you." Kate pointed out with the cutest furrow of eyebrows Y/N had ever seen and for a moment she contemplated her answer. She could find a witty remark or a joke to pull but as she got lost into those ocean blue eyes for a few seconds, she made up her mind and in the end decided to be honest with the black haired beauty. She had been a bit straight forward tonight, if she was really trying to show Y/N she actually was into her. So as soon as Cassie’s words echoed around her mind, she decided to answer to the blue eyed girl as earnestly as she ever was.

"Because you asked me to come Kate."

"Really?" Kate asked like she couldn’t believe what she just heard and widened her eyes just bit as she leaned her head back a slight bit, as if she wanted to take a better look at Y/N to be sure she heard her right.

"Yeah, to be honest I would be in my room watching a movie or a tv show right now if it wasn’t for you." Y/N answered honestly, shrugging her shoulders softly with a small smile on her lips, something that Kate found extremely cute to witness as a small smile appearing on her lips.

"Well-." Kate started to say but got stopped right after by someone yelling right beside her and making both girls jump up in fright. "Do you wanna go to a quieter place upstairs?"

"Hm-." Y/N hesitated a few moments and swept her eyes all over the living room from her position at the far end on the left side of the room, leaned on her side with her left shoulder, before focusing her eyes back on Kate as she leaned on the door’s frame, situated on Y/N’s left, with her right shoulder, making them almost face each other, and almost forgot how to talk when she met her ocean blue eyes with their dangerous proximity.

Watching Y/N’s hesitation at her question, Kate was quick to add something that she was sure would ease the Y/E/C girl’s nerves, "I swear if someone else will scream in my ear, I will punch them as a reflex."

Kate’s joke immediately put a smile on Y/N’s lips before a small laugh left her mouth, immediately calming her nerves down. "We definitely don’t need that to happen." Y/N giggled some more and she swiftly lifted one hand up to cover up her mouth embarrassed at the sound, overwhelming Kate with urge to grasp the girl’s wrist and push her hand down to admire Y/N’s smile, but she stayed frozen in her spot as her mind turned into mush at the muffled but adorable sounds coming out of Y/N’s mouth.

"Why not? It could be fun."

"It would be, yeah. But then it would most likely transform in a fight and I don’t want to patch you up after." Y/N joked giddily before chocking on her snort when Kate rolled her eyes at her and grabbed her hand right after - a bold move that was totally impulsive but Kate patted herself on the shoulder for that -, pulling her up the stairs to one of the guest rooms, knowing this house like the back of her hand.

"Just so y’know I’m a black belt. I would knock anyone out twice my weight and height in probably 5 second- nope wrong room." Kate grimaced when she opened one of the guest room’s door and found a couple making out without shirts on the bed, the Y/H/C girl wearing the same grimace as Kate at the sight they stumbled into, slammed the door shut quickly and pulled Y/N towards the next one. Both sighed out of relief when they found it empty. Kate walked over the bed and sat down gently before patting the mattress softly to signal Y/N to do the same. Y/N stared at Kate’s hand on the comforter for a few seconds before switching her eyes on the couch not too far from her, debating in her mind if she should sit as far away as she could from Kate so she could act like a normal human being, or if she could just listen to her heart and sit beside Kate even if it meant probably acting like a fool in front of her crush. In the end, after staring into the black haired girl’s intoxicating ocean blue eyes and finding hope and anticipation in them, she decided she could not face the disappointment and hurt she would put into those amazing blue irises if she decided to sit far away from Kate on the couch and walked towards her to sit beside her. The smile Kate gave and the happiness clear in her eyes made her brain short-circuit immediately.

"So you’re a black belt, hm?"

"Yes, I earned my black belt when I was 12."

"Wait, are you serious?" Y/N asked incredulous at Kate’s answer, a mix of pride and shock filling her chest, "you were 12 years old when you got your black belt?"

"Yup! And I’m proud of it!"

"I’m sure of it. I mean, you were only 12! Jeez, remind me to not get in an argument that leads into a fight with you." Y/N stated with widened eyes, eliciting an adorable laugh from the girl as she shook her head amusedly.

"You better!" Kate joked with a warning tone, pointing a finger towards Y/N with serious eyes, before letting her façade down and giggling softly when the girl lifted her arms up and put a frightened look on her features. "No but seriously, I would never hit you even if we were in a fight. Not only because you can use those skills only when it’s strictly necessary, but also because it’s you. I would never hit you, not even unconsciously."

The butterflies in Y/N’s stomach exploded at that admission and the girl had to stop herself from kissing Kate right then and there as a sudden urge overtook her. She just lifted her eyebrow up menacingly and pointed at Kate in warning, "hm, you better Bishop. I will fight back, just so you know."

Kate giggled gently under her breath and shook her head softly at the girl’s goofiness before changing topic of their conversation and starting talking about her game as Y/N was genuinely interested in her thoughts about it. They then moved on light topics, talking about everything and anything at the same time, hobbies, favorite tv show, favorite book, and before they realized it 2 hours passed by with them talking. Y/N noticed it was nearing midnight only when a yawn made herself stop talking mid-sentence and forced herself to move her eyes away from Kate’s ocean blue ones to grab her iPhone from her pocket and look at the time, widening her eyes comically when she read it was 12:07 A.M. and it made Kate chuckle softly under her breath, "what?"

"Holy shit, it’s 12:07 A.M.!"

"Wow, time flies by when I’m with you. It’s amazing." Kate stated and let her million dollar smile unfold on her lips like she just didn’t drop a bomb on Y/N that made her heart beat so fast she was sure the black haired girl could hear it from beside her, staring intently into Y/N’s eyes and making Y/N literally melt under her gaze as she got lost into those big ocean blue eyes she had loved since the first time she looked into them.

"Yeah." Y/N nodded in agreement as she smiled back at Kate, "luckily I told my parents I am going to spend the night at Cassie’s after the party or they would’ve grounded me for a month for being this late."

"My mom and my dad are out of town, so I’m covered. Besides, they know about these parties and they let me crush at my teammates’ house when it gets too late." Kate admitted with a shrug and shivered wildly when she turned her head towards Y/N and noticed how close their faces were, her body getting invaded by the urge to kiss her by the second.

"That’s so cool. My parents are not that strict but they would get worried. Well now that I think about it, they would probably throw a party to celebrate me acting like a real teen and going to parties and staying there late for once." Y/N joked but Kate could see behind her eyes a melancholic glint that made Kate’s heart clench, filling her up with the urge to hug her as hard as she could, not to mention making the need to kiss her grow copiously.

"Is it really your first party?" When Y/N nodded Kate sighed out loudly, "oh Y/N/N, I’m sorry. I should’ve invited you sooner."

"Kate it’s not your fault. I’m used to being the lone kid. The looser that no one wants around. The annoying student that everyone avoids and consider ugly. It had been like this since middle school and it never changed. Honestly it got worse. At least I wasn’t bullied then like I am now." Y/N discarded the butterflies that erupted in her stomach at Kate calling her with her nickname and smiled sadly up at her instead when a frown settled on Kate’s - in Y/N’s opinion - flawless features.

Kate felt sadness invade her whole body as she heard Y/N belittle herself that much as anger boiled under her skin and run fast in her blood, invading her whole body in a second, as she heard again about Y/N being bullied in their school. "Stop Y/N/N please. I can’t let you talk about yourself like that. You’re not a lone kid, or annoying or ugly. You are so beautiful, smart and funny. Anyone would be lucky to call you their friend, their girlfriend. I would feel the luckiest girl on earth to call you mine. You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Don’t ever believe otherwise." Kate decided to wear the heart on her sleeve and offer it to Y/N in hope she would at least feel the same about her and she almost fainted when she noticed Y/N’s eyes fall on her lips, both feeling their heads gravitate towards one another, so close their breaths mingled together and their noses almost brushed together, all the while never breaking their staring on each other’s lips. Kate was sure a small whine left her throat at the hungry look Y/N had in her eyes when she licked her own lips greedily, making Y/N mirror her while they both moved closer slowly.

"Kate I-."

"Shh, don’t talk." Kate interrupted Y/N as she got closer and closer, happy to know Y/N did the same, both their hearts beating fast into their ribcages while their stomaches flipped over themselves. Kate’s eyes fell on Y/N’s lips for one last time before she closed that small gap that was between them, butterflies erupting in both their stomaches in anticipation but before they could feel the other’s lips on their own, they jumped apart in fright when the door opened quickly and a couple of drunk teens entered the room.

"Oh sorry!" The girl apologized before giggling when the boy behind her kissed her neck hungrily and hugged her from behind to pull her into his body.

"No don’t worry, we were leaving anyway." Y/N stated as she sat up quickly and pretty much run out of the room while Kate found herself sat still with her eyes open wide and her heart beating fast in her chest before sitting up fast and running after Y/N a few seconds later when she realized the girl wasn’t sitting beside her anymore.

"Y/N wait!" But it was too late. Y/N as soon as she run down the stairs and found herself in the living room, found Cassie, apologized to Ava and pulled her out of the house, making them walk a few blocks away to prevent Kate to find them as they waited for Cassie’s father to pick them up. Kate sighed out loud sadly when she exited the house and the girls were nowhere to be found, then returned to her teammate’s house, grabbed her things and left the party dejected.

-

"Y/N, you had been avoiding this conversation since Friday night. Can you tell me what the hell happened between you and Kate? We run so fast out of that house. I thought you were having a good time spending time with Kate."

"I’m sorry for pulling you away from the party but I had to get away."

"You had been saying this since Friday night. You didn’t make me kiss Ava goodbye. You owe me an explanation." Cassie countered back with an hard expression on her face as her eyebrows furrowed together and her lips curled in annoyance at Y/N’s elusive behavior, but her features instantly softened when she watched Y/N sigh out loudly.

"I’m sorry for ruining your night with Ava. Congratulations for finally asking her out by the way. I just-." Y/N got interrupted when Trevor bumped her shoulder hard with his own purposefully and made her slam her back on the lockers behind them while his friend Brad laughed his ass off.

"Look where you are going idiot." Trevor yelled at her before resuming his walk, but Y/N wasn’t having it that day, she was still mad at herself for running away from Kate and ignoring her texts and calls and having to deal with Trevor wasn’t in her plans that day, not like finding Kate and apologize to her and hopefully kissing her this time was.

"I wasn’t walking, you jerk. You should use that last brain cell that you have left to at least try to walk straight and not bump into things or people, but I know it may be a very difficult task." Y/N bit back with anger as she eyed Trevor with fury burning behind her Y/E/C eyes, noticing as a small crowd already formed around them and it made her roll her eyes at this childish behavior. Meanwhile Cassie stared at Y/N with wide eyes like she just went mad, but didn’t open her mouth, too much shocked to talk.

"What did you just call me?"

"Oh I’m sorry, you are too stupid to know that word? Do you want me to spell it?" The few people around them laughed at her joke and she did it too inwardly as Trevor looked at her dumbfounded, Cassie still starting at her in shock. She never went against Trevor that way, she just leaned her head down and walked away. But not that day.

"Okay, that’s it. I’m gonna fucking beat you up Y/L/N." He stated as he charged towards Y/N but she wasn’t scared at all, she deserved a good beating up for her shitty behavior with Kate Friday night.

"Oh, wow! You know how to put more than 3 words in a phrase. I’m impressed!" Y/N got slammed on the lockers as Trevor finally got to her and was now towering over her with his fist lifted up, ready to hit her face, when he got suddenly hit in his side and fell down on the floor.

"Don’t fucking touch her, Trevor." Y/N lifted her eyes from the boy on the floor when she heard a familiar voice and her heartbeat instantly increased.

"Bishop, stay out of this."

"I don’t think so. Hitting girls? Really Trevor?"

"Okay, since you so adamantly want to protect her, I’ll beat you up t-." But Trevor didn’t finish his sentence, he got stopped mid-way while he lifted his fist again to hit Kate this time by Kate grabbing his wrist, pushing his body forward and punched him right on his nose.

"I hope this will be enough to teach you to stay away Y/N and Cassie. You and those idiots you call friends."

"WHAT IS HAPPENING THERE?!" All the students started to clear their way as a teacher’s voice sounded throughout the other end of the hallway, but Y/N stood still as she watched Kate stare at Trevor, now laying again on the floor with blood running down his nose, with an angry - and completely hot, in Y/N’s opinion - look in her beautiful ocean blue irises and her face scrunched up in wrath.

"Kate- fuck! Let’s go or Coach Miller will kick us out of the team." Kelly pulled Kate towards her and rushed them away from Trevor, but Y/N couldn’t find herself the force to move as she stood frozen beside Trevor.

"Y/N/N let’s go!" Cassie screamed as she run away from the teacher approaching but it was too late. She was glad that Cassie got away before the teacher could reach them so she couldn’t get in trouble, but she felt anger at herself for not doing the same as soon as the teacher took herself and Trevor to the principal’s office.

-

"Hey, I had been looking for you for the entire day. Are you okay?" Kate tried to regain her normal breath after running around the entire school to find Y/N, finally finding her in Miss Locke’s office in the school gym as she cleaned her trophies during lunch break. She furrowed her eyebrows together when Y/N didn’t even move her eyes from the trophy she was cleaning and ignored her. "Y/N/N, what’s wrong?"

Kate watched as Y/N sighed out loudly and slammed a little bit forcefully on the shelf the trophy before turning to look at Kate with slightly puffy eyes and anger burning behind them, "what’s wrong?! I got fucking detention for two months! Yeah I told Trevor he was an idiot and a jerk but I never hit him and I got punished for it."

"It’s okay, I will go to the principal and I will tell h-."

"You don’t understand Kate! I’m not rich like you! I can’t afford going to a good college without a fucking scholarship. Do you know if any student ever got a scholarship after getting detention for hitting someone? I’ll answer for you, no! Do you know how much it costed me to be the teachers’ pet for 3 years and getting hated or laughed at from my classmates for it? Or how much it costed me to never miss school even when I was feeling shitty? Just to keep that fucking scholarship? It costed me a lot. It costed me everything, Kate. And now it’s all ruined. I doubt Harvard will accept me after this. So if you will excuse me, I need to clean all of this as a part of my detention. I probably will practice for a future job. Now, leave me alone. As soon as I am finished here I will tell Miss Peyton to ask for someone else to tutor you. We’re done."

Kate wanted to counter back and tell Y/N she will fix this but a small look into Y/N’s hurt eyes and she slammed her mouth shut. She screw up big time. She needed to fix this. Y/N and her were not done. She was going to be pretty fucking sure of that.

-

"I’ll call you later Cass. I need to go to the library to sort out and put away books for my detention."

"I can’t believe Kate tried to kiss you Friday night and then does this to you. Yeah okay, she saved you from that punch, but she got away while you got detention. It’s not fair." Cassie grunted in anger as she stopped at the school’s exit and turned around to look at Y/N angrily.

"It’s okay. It is what it is." Y/N shrugged and hugged Cassie hard, "now go have your date. I want to know everything when you get home." Y/N winked at Cassie, who blushed hard at her best friend’s words before she nodded gently, then walking towards Ava waiting outside, in the school’s parking lot. Ava waved at Y/N, who waved back before the two of them walked hand in hand towards the street and out of the school’s parking lot. Y/N turned around and sighed contentedly that the school was completely empty so she could finish her detention for the day without being disturbed from others.

"You should be home by now."

Y/N jumped up in fright when after 10 minutes of sorting books out, a familiar voice echoed around the room, very close to her.

"Kate shit! You scared me!" Y/N turned to her left and found Kate leaning with her arms crossed on a bookshelf not too far from her, who chuckled under her breath for Y/N jumping up adorably in fright.

"Sorry."

"What are you doing here? If I remember correctly, I told you to leave me alone this morning."

"Right, but I didn’t listen to you." Kate lifted herself off from the wooden bookshelf and walked towards Y/N, stopping very closer to her, hoping to grab her attention, but the girl didn’t look up at her as still sorted books out to put away on their shelves, "can you please stop?" Kate asked quietly as she grabbed the book Y/N had in her hands, this time succeeding on grabbing Y/N’s attention.

"No, I still need to sort all these books out and I want to be home around 6 p.m. to do my homework." Y/N snatched the book from Kate’s hand and put it on the table beside her on its stack she created before sighing out in frustration when Kate stopped her from grabbing another book by leaning her hand over hers. She chastised herself for feeling her stomach do somersaults at the touch for leaning into the touch for a few seconds but then she regained her resolution and pulled her hand away from under Kate’s one letting out another breath of frustration.

"You don’t have to do it."

"Yeah, I’m sure I will totally get away if I don’t do my detention duties." Y/N scoffed in a sarcastic tone before walking away from Kate to try to finish her work without Kate disturbing her, but the black haired girl stopped her by grabbing her arm and pulling her back in front of her.

"You don’t have to do it because you don’t have detention anymore. I do."

"What?"

"I tried to talk to the principal to tell him it was me that hit Trevor but he didn’t believe me. I honestly don’t know why since you never did something like that. So that made me think and I realized that that ass dragged you down with him, so I went searching for Trevor, took him to the principal with me and got him to confess everything. You don’t have detention anymore and since you didn’t anything wrong. This won’t compromise your scholarship to Harvard."

"I-I." Y/N was astounded to say the least as she wrapped her head around what Kate just did for her, staring at her dumbfounded as Kate stared at Y/N with a sweet smile, "wow. Thank you."

"Don’t mention it." Kate winked at her and looked down at her wringing hands, her nerves getting the best of her after everything that happened between them.

"Wait, you didn’t get kicked out of the team, did you?"

"I almost got kicked out for good but after I explained why I did what I did, Coach Miller understood, he is a romantic after all. One week out of the team. I will workout alone again in the meantime." Kate explained as she looked back up at Y/N and smiled at her sweetly, shrugging her shoulders like it was no big deal for her.

"What does it mean he is a romantic?" Y/N asked in a strained voice, not thinking clearly as she tried to understand everything what Kate was telling her, her heartbeat increasing wildly and the butterflies going crazy in her stomach. She can’t possibly mean what she is implying, right? Y/N asked herself as she watched Kate take a step forward towards her, her eyes wide and her body stiff.

"Because I couldn’t let Trevor hit the girl I like."

"Yea-wait, what?" Y/N asked when she realized what Kate actually said and turned her head around, pulling her eyes away from the books in front of her to stare into those intoxicating ocean blue eyes that held so much affection and tenderness that she almost felt overwhelmed by them. "Y-you l-like m-me?"

"Yeah Y/N/N. I thought trying to kiss you Friday night was pretty obvious. And I almost lost all my hopes when you run away."

"I’m sorry." Y/N looked down at her feet when she couldn’t look into Kate’s ocean blue eyes anymore, too much guilt and anger at herself rising in the pitch of her stomach to keep looking into Kate’s eyes without starting crying and apologizing to Kate over and over again and falling on her knees to ask her- to beg her to forgive her and her shitty behavior towards her.

"Don’t apologize Y/N/N. I admit I was a little bit sad and heartbroken when you run away, but then I thought about that moment over and over the entire weekend. I watched you lean over to me too and I’m pretty sure that if we hadn’t been interrupted by that drunk couple, we would’ve kissed. I’m sure of that."

"I- I was scared." Y/N admitted in a stutter, her eyes dancing between the books, her pointer finger skidding over a book cover and Kate’s eyes, still not finding enough courage to stare into them for longer than a few seconds, not after Kate’s admission that almost melted her onto the ground.

"Why were you scared Y/N/N?" Kate asked as she walked even more closer to Y/N by taking a step forward and closing some more the small gap between them, making Y/N’s body set aflame in anticipation as it buzzed from the close proximity with Kate’s body.

"I was scared that you weren’t really into me like I am into you. I like you a lot and since I’ve only had one small and really brief relationship, I’m not good at reading signs. Cassie assured me that you were trying to show me you liked me, like inviting me at your game and dedicating your goals to me. She even said something inappropriate that I will not repeat- actually I don’t even know why I told you that. It was better if you didn’t know what she said. Maybe I should stop talking, yeah-."

"Y/N/N." Kate chuckled cutely at Y/N’s adorable ramblings and placed her hands on her shoulders and shook her gently to try to ground her and help her get back to earth, to regain some needed breath from talking too fast. "Fuck, I would’ve loved to stop your cute ramblings with a kiss like you see in movies, but I want your consent on me kissing you first." Kate admitted as she chewed on her bottom lip softly, staring intently onto Y/N’s lips a few seconds before focusing her gaze back on Y/N’s Y/E/C irises and speaking up again, "we will discuss about Cassie’s inappropriate comment later, because now I definitely want to know. But- just clarify any misunderstanding, I like you. A lot. And I’ve been crushing on you for a week now. I pretty much started crushing on you when I bumped into you the first day about over two weeks ago. You are so amazingly perfect Y/N/N. How could I not like you? I admit at first I didn’t know if it was better asking you out right away or sending you a few signs that I liked you, but I was scared too, about maybe sounding too forward and scaring you off, so I decided to send you a few signs. I wasn’t exactly planning on kissing you that night but there was a magnetic pull, an electric force that pulled us closer and closer. And I know you felt that force too. Just like right now. I feel like we are two magnets that attract each other."

"I feel this magnetic pull too." Y/N admitted shyly as she smiled gently at Kate, who brushed a strand of hair that fell in front of her left eye behind her ear before settling the palm of her right hand on Y/N’s left cheek and started caressing her skin softly, making Y/N melt under her gesture and lean into her hand, "hm, this is nice."

"Yeah. But do you know what would be nicer?"

"W-what?" Y/N asked in an embarrassing stutter, chastising herself for being so awkward in this moment when Kate is clearly asking something both had been dreaming about a lot during this past week.

"Us kissing."

"Oh." Y/N let out in a whisper, her head spinning out of control but she tried to look cool on the outside. Is she going to make the first move? I hope so because I’m totally freaking out right now. Say something that will make her believe you want this too, you idiot! "Cool."

As Y/N slapped her forehead inwardly at her awkwardness, Kate chuckled cutely at her and took one last step forward, their bodies almost flushed as she brushed their noses sweetly together while her left hand joined the right one and settled on Y/N’s right cheek, now both caressing Y/N’s face softly. "Can I kiss you?"

Y/N simply nodded at Kate’s question, not trusting herself on forming coherent words, not with the black haired girl standing so close to her, so with a small chuckle Kate leaned closer and closed the very small gap between them to join their lips together in a slow, delicate and sweet kiss. Their lips danced together in a beautiful dance, savoring the other’s taste and getting immediately addicted to it, their stomaches flipping over themselves as goosebumps formed on their skin at the meaningful and earth-shattering kiss and their bodies burning from all the passion the stacked inside this past week. "Wow."

"I couldn’t have said it better." Kate admitted with a sweet, but brighter-than-the-sun smile, as she caressed their noses together some more while breathing Y/N’s jasmine and lavender perfume in for a few moments before laying a soft peck on her plump and soft lips, whose were quickly becoming addicting to Kate.

"It wasn’t bad, was it? It has been a while since I kissed someone." Y/N admitted with insecurity clear in her eyes, but Kate didn’t answer her, she just kept staring at her with a dumb grin on her kiss-swollen lips, "it was probably bad. You don’t need to lie to me saying it was good, don-."

Kate shut Y/N up with a languid kiss, keeping it chaste but hard enough to make their heads spin out of control, pushing more and more into Y/N’s mouth as need to be as close as possible to Y/N invaded her body, "I didn’t know how to shut you up and make you believe you are a good kisser, so I kissed you again."

"O-okay." Y/N smiled shyly at the black haired girl and closed her eyes when Kate leaned over and pecked her lips once again, "and for the record, you are an amazing kisser."

"Thank you." Kate replied with a wide grin and skidded her hands down Y/N’s body gently, before settling on her waist and sneaking her arms on her back to hugged her closer, causing their noses to brush together as their lips hovered over teasingly, while Y/N’s arms linked behind her neck, "can I kiss you again?"

Y/N smiled at Kate’s charming side and bit down on her bottom lip in thought, deciding to tease Kate a little bit now that she gained some of her brain functions back, "don’t you have detention today? You shouldn’t waste too much time, I head that detention duties are tough."

Kate chuckled at Y/N’s joke, liking Y/N’s funny and witty teasing side, "you’re right. I shouldn’t waste too much time. But one more kiss one hurt."

"I guess it will give you the motivation to finish as soon as you can, so maybe we can kiss again." Y/N murmured on Kate’s lips, humming right after finishing speaking as she felt Kate’s soft lips pushing more on her own and then did the first move and pecked her lips sweetly, pulling away a few seconds later with a loud, playful smack.

"Hm, I guess one more it will help." Kate hummed and leaned their lips back together, hugging Y/N impossibly closer as she flushed their bodies together, and setting them aflame with a powerful kiss that made them both dizzy and reduced them into a puddle of mushy feelings into the other’s hands.

"Did it help?" Y/N murmured on Kate’s plump, kiss-swollen, red lips and felt the butterflies in her stomach going crazy when Kate hugged her and nuzzled her nose in her neck, breathing her perfume in.

"A lot. But I don’t want you to go."

"Well, I don’t need to." Y/N was trying to calm her butterflies down but after Kate’s admission and Kate still hugging her it was almost impossible to tame them.

"So, are you staying?"

"Yes, I can help you so you will be done sooner."

"Great! I just need to ask you something before we start."

"Shoot. I’m all ears." Y/N replied to Kate’s words with a big grin adorning her features, her cheeks still a bit red from their kisses and the blue eyed girl’s close proximity and her mind still swirling in a daze as it tried to wrap itself over everything that happened in this short amount of time.

"After finishing my detention, do you want to go on a date with me?"

"I-I- m-me?" Y/N stammered her words as her stupid mind couldn’t find a reason behind Kate asking her out, not really believing yet Kate truly liked her back, not even after them sharing a few kisses.

"Yes, Y/N/N. You." Kate smiled sweetly at her as she caressed her back gently, "I want to take you out on a date. I want to do things properly."

Y/N blushed furiously as she smiled widely at the black haired beauty, "yes." This put a big grin on Kate’s lips as they both leaned over to kiss softly once again, before starting back up on organizing books for detention as soon as they could so that as soon as they finish, they will get out of the school to start on their date.

[hard-core-super-star]

make you mine this season [K.Bishop]

pairing: kate bishop x barton!reader

summary: a badly timed snowstorm leaves you unable to make it to the barton farm for christmas. thankfully, a certain archer shows up to keep you company.

warnings: none, i think? just really cheesy, holiday rom-com type of fluff [i say this as if i've watched any holiday rom-com besides happiest season and the holiday 😶]; kate's a dork [wow, what a shock]; idiots in love; past mentions of bishova; bad jokes?; snowstorm; cheesy gifts bc kate can't talk about her feelings

wordcount: 1.5k

a/n: HI, EVERYONE, I'M ALIVE! and it wouldn't be a rubix fic if it WASN'T posted a little late 😅 i hope you all had a fantastic holiday season and that you'll accept this very cheesy Christmas fic <3 [and maybe that last line is very self-indulgent but that's none of your business, if you know you know]

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You’re no stranger to loneliness but things were bordering on ridiculous. Not only have you spent the past two years ridiculously in love with a certain purple-loving archer, you’re also on the verge of spending Christmas by yourself thanks to the worst-timed snowstorm of all time.

And maybe the first part of your unfortunate situation is your fault but that doesn’t stop the waves of disappointment from crashing into you.

This year was supposed to be different. 

That’s what you had told yourself in an effort to convince yourself to tell the young archer about your feelings for her. It was a strategy that almost worked…until a certain blonde decided to accept Kate’s offer for drinks…which turned into a date…which turned into a second date…which turned into the longest four months of your life.

You could never be one to be mad at someone else’s happiness but that didn’t stop you from feeling absolutely defeated every time you saw them together. There was no one to blame except you for the brunette’s lack of knowledge about your feelings and that only made everything worse.

It was impossible to ignore the ache in your chest when your eyes met Kate’s or the heavy jealousy that clouded most of your interactions with her. Maybe if you had been less into your head about the whole thing, you would have realized the way the archer’s smile never seemed to reach her eyes. 

Eyes that followed you every time you walked away.

You never noticed the traces of darkness that clung to her usually radiant persona but you were the first person at her side when the break up happened. She offered little to no details besides an awkward joke about the relationship ending almost exactly where it started right at the Rockefeller tree.

It was messed up in a way that made Kate want to make as many jokes about it as possible which resulted in you laughing at things that definitely weren’t funny and were just sad. Not as sad as spending the holidays completely alone and hopelessly in love with your best friend, though.

You were sure the archer was already well on her way to your dad’s farm which leaves you completely unprepared when the door to your apartment swings open to reveal her. She almost drops the key in her hand the second she realizes you’re home.

“What’re you doing here?” You question, doing your best to pretend you don’t see the gift bags she tries to hide behind her back.

You can practically see the wheels turning in her head before she’s finally able to respond. “What am I doing here? What are you doing here? Why aren’t you at Clint’s?”

It’s hard not to laugh at the incredulous look on her face. No matter how many times you see it, it’s still as endearing as the first time. Back when she was just your dad’s protege and you hadn’t spent so many of your days learning the ins and outs of her complicated personality.

“Did the incoming snowstorm happen to slip your mind?”

“No, I just thought you’d want to go anyway,” she replies with a small shrug. 

“I’d rather not crash, Lila will never let me hear the end of it.”

Your words make her tilt her head to the side, the slightest hint of a pout on her face. “So…what, you’re just going to spend Christmas alone?”

“Yup. Kate, I’m not a kid anymore, nothing will happen if I spend one day by myself.”

“But it’s Christmas!” She exclaims, looking borderline offended that you’re so comfortable spending the holiday alone. 

“Is that why you’re breaking into my apartment?” You ask in a foolish attempt to stop yourself from asking her to spend the day with you. 

Just because she thought about you long enough to come drop off her, no doubt ridiculously expensive, gifts for you does not mean she wants to spend the holiday with you when she could easily spend it with anyone else.

The pink hue that overtakes her cheeks is a better gift than anything that could be inside the bags in her hand. “Well, uh…maybe…”  

She finally gathers enough courage to get rid of the distance between you with a bright, albeit nervous, smile on her face. You half-expect her to launch into some long ramble about why she just couldn’t stop herself from buying an insane amount of gifts for you this year but she doesn’t. 

For once in her life, Kate Bishop makes things easy for herself.

“I didn’t think I was going to make it to the farm on time so I was just going to drop these off for you…” She holds out the bag for you and you do your best to calm the rapid beating of your heart as you take it.

“Can I open it right now or will you get embarrassed?” 

“Both,” she replies through a chuckle. “I would leave but I don’t want you to be lonely.”

“Right, because I’m the one who gets lonely.”

“Shut up.”

It’s both a blessing and a curse to have broken through the archer’s defenses and right now, her cute reactions are beginning to feel like a curse. Although, that might just be your unrequited feelings talking.

A slightly awkward silence settles over both of you while you rifle through the overwhelming amount of purple tissue paper until you find your gift. You’re expecting another expensive necklace, maybe a bracelet this time, but what you’re met with is the most thoughtful gift you’ve ever received…and probably the most thoughtful gift Kate has ever given.

What you end up pulling out of the bag is a leather journal with a beautiful engraving of yours and Kate’s initials. “Kate…is this-”

“Yeah, I, um…I couldn’t find a photo album that I liked so I sort of…made my own.”

You can’t stop yourself from flipping through the first couple of pages, caught somewhere between the euphoria of being given something so beautiful and the disappointment that comes with knowing it all only serves to fuel your love for the archer. 

Love you can’t express the way you want to.

Love that’s hidden between the pages of the journal you hold in your hands. 

You don’t notice and Kate isn’t really in a hurry to watch you read the series of rambles that make up her overdue confession so she lets the moment fade like she always has. It’s not like you can blame her for wanting to move on to something else, her lack of focus isn’t necessarily a secret, and you let yourself get carried away by her jokes and her stubborn need to make mac and cheese for you.

The archer manages to cook without setting your kitchen on fire and the two of you settle on your couch to watch the first cheesy Christmas movie you find. In all honesty…the movie is awful but the corny jokes make Kate laugh so you can’t find it in yourself to be too grumpy about the shitty writing.

Until the scene in front of you reminds you of the archer and her ex. You’re unable to hold back the jealousy-tinted snarkiness said reminder brings out of you. “I think Yelena watched this movie and then decided to be a dick just like the main character.”

Kate instantly turns toward you, staring at you with wide eyes that barely hide her amusement. “What?”

“What?” You feign confusion to avoid having to repeat yourself.

“You know what,” she replies with an eyeroll. “If I’m the one who got broken up with, why are you the one that’s still upset?”

“Because- wait, why are you not upset?”

Your uno-reverse of a response leaves Kate speechless for a few seconds and you prepare yourself for the series of jokes that will no doubt leave her mouth next. 

But Kate’s never been predictable.

“Because…she didn’t break my heart. She didn’t even own it in the first place.”

Her words spark the low flames of hope hidden in the depths of your heart. It feels impossible and if you were a believer, you might even say Santa’s on your side, helping to give you the one thing you’ve wished for more nights than you can count.

And yet you hesitate.

“What are you trying to say?” You ask, your voice so soft it borders on cautious.

“That I’m an idiot,” she replies with that same bright smile that made you fall for her so long ago. “And…I’d really like to kiss you.”

The world seems to slow down to a complete stop at that moment. 

You almost don’t even know what to do with yourself. Thankfully, you manage to kick yourself into action before the moment passes.

Kate’s awkwardness seems to disappear into thin air as she leans in toward you, meeting you halfway for the softest, sweetest, kiss you’ve ever had. And maybe nothing about it is perfect but it’s you and her and that’s all that matters for now.

[sparklewrites1]

Galas Are Gay

Kate Bishop x Fem!Reader

About: Kate Bishop spills wine on you at a gala, and you meet again a month later

A/n: THERE WILL BE A PART 2 AND POSSIBLY PART 3! just give me time to make it lol

A/n 2: the French man is insignificant.

Warnings: idk how to write subtle flirting, idk how tk write people crushing on each other. Idk how to write romance.

Word count: 1.7k

Proofread? Not really

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January 19th

A few heads turn at the sound of glass shattering and a gasp.

“Oh, my gosh! I am so sorry!” The woman panicked as she swiftly picked her glass off of the ground. 

“It’s quite alright.” You chuckled as you wiped your chest and sleeves down with your gloved hands.

“No really, I- I’m so sorry. I- There’s a private washroom somewhere around here, I can take you there to uh- clean up.”

While waiting for your response, The woman looked as if she was analyzing you, you were wearing a satin maroon red mermaid dress with sheer flutter sleeves. Your lips were decorated with a dark red lip gloss, your eyes had liner on them, the liner was decorated with small gems. The woman opened her mouth to say something but she quickly closed it as a rose tint grew on her cheeks. Was she going to compliment you? You’d subconsciously hoped she would say something about your outfit or your makeup, as you were extremely proud of what you had put together. Even though it wasn’t much, considering you had very little time to get dressed. But your attention was rather focused on the wine stain more than it was on the compliments you hoped to receive.

“Well then, lead the way.” You said, holding your hand out to the black haired woman.

She hesitantly grabbed hold of your hand and strode toward the exit of the ballroom. She opened the door and you both continued walking through what seemed to be endless hallways, until you reached a white door framed in gold.

“This is it.” She stated, referring to the door. “There are some towels and other stuff in there that you can use to clean yourself.”

“Thank you.” You grabbed the doorknob and turned it before entering the washroom. 

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The floors were marble and so was the counter, a few feet away from the counter was a toilet. On the counter there were various soaps and luxurious goods. You felt as if this was somewhere you weren’t supposed to be, even the air smelt expensive. You sauntered around the room, looking for where the towels were kept. You were searching for a minute or so until you finally found some large towels in the cabinet below the counter.

You brought the towel to the neckline of your dress and gently wiped as much of the wine as you could off of you. You tried not to scrub too hard because the material you were wearing was fragile- and expensive.

After you were finished you threw the towel into a nearby bin that had other used towels inside of it. You turnt away from the counter and headed towards the door. When you opened it, you were surprised to find the black haired woman standing outside of it, presumably making sure no one else tried to enter while you were occupying it.

“You done?” She turned towards you.

“Yes. Thank you for the help and,” You smiled and reached inside of your cleavage and pulled out a $100 bill. “Thank you, for giving me an excuse to leave that horrid place.” She stared at you dumbfounded. 

“I- Uh- I can’t accept this.” she stuttered while a pink tint grew on her cheeks.

“It’s alright. Take it.” You grinned at her stretching your arm toward her.

“I can’t I-”   She was cut off by an older woman who was walking in your direction.

“Kate! Where have you been? I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“Mom!” The woman, you now know is Kate exclaimed, slightly startled. “I was just helping her,” She gestured toward you, “find the bathroom, because I… Spilled wine on her.” Kate finished, looking slightly embarrassed.

“Oh!” The older woman turned to you. “I apologize for my daughter's clumsiness. If you want, I can pay for the damages on your dress.”

“No, no. It's fine, I can pay for it myself.” You told the woman. You turned toward Kate. “Thank you, again, but I really must be going.” You informed her. You took your hand in yours and placed your other hand on top. Kate was confused as to what you were doing until she felt a paper like material in her hands.

“Buy yourself something nice.”

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February 14th

Kate took a deep inhale as she sat down on the edge of a grand fountain. She needed a moment away from all the people, the questions, the music, and the dancing, she needed a break from it all. She took a few more deep breaths, even though it felt like there was never enough air entering her lungs. She raised both of her arms to place her hands on the back of her neck. She let out an exasperated sigh as she stood up from her previous seat on the fountain. She took out her phone to check the time.

9: 42 PM

18 more minutes. 18 more minutes and Kate could finally be done with this place. Her mother had practically forced her to come to some extravagant Valentine's Day fashion show. The actual fashion show was nice but the rest of the event was the most grueling experience ever. Half of the conversations Kate overheard were people who were just yapping about their business deals and their riches. The other half was just endless gossip about some popular rich people caught up in gang and mafia business.

After a few hours of standing around and chatting, Kate finally had enough and went outside for a breather. And that's how she ended up by the fountain.

Kate stuck her hands in the pockets of her dress pants, and headed towards the entrance of the palace that was rented for the event. She sauntered through the halls of the palace until she reached the door to the dining area, the location the guests currently occupy. Kate lingered outside of the door for a few seconds until an oily voice spoke behind her.

“Would you like some champagne, Madame?” Kate turned around to find a man who seemed to be in his early thirties, with a heavy French accent standing behind her holding a tray that had one singular glass of champagne sitting atop it.

“Sure, why not.” She smiled as she grabbed the stem of the glass. “Are you from around here?” She asks. The man gave her a curious look, “Oh- Uh, You know because of the uh, the French accent.” She clarified.

“I am a man of many places.” He responded before lowering the empty wine tray and tucking it under his arm. “This place, included.” He said before turning away and ambling down the hallway before reaching a door and going through it.

Kate stood in her spot, with a bewildered look on her face. Kate stayed in that position for about a minute until she finally snapped out of her daze, and back towards the entrance of the dining room.

When she entered the dining room she was met with the sounds of lively conversation, glasses lightly colliding with each other, and forks scraping plates.

Kate moved herself to a far corner of the room and leaned against the wall. She raised her head to look at the white walls that were gilded with gold, and the colossal chandelier that hung over the enormous dining table. Kate continued to study the gilding on the walls until she heard a somewhat familiar voice.

“I recognize you.” Kate lowered her gaze from the ceiling, only to find you, the woman who she had embarrassed at the gala she was forced to attend about a month ago. “You spilled wine on me.” You beamed.

“Oh, It’s… You!” She exclaimed, realizing she had never gotten your name from the exchange last month.

“I’m [Name].” You put your arm out, signaling for a handshake. She takes your hand in hers and gently shakes it, you give her hand a light squeeze before letting go. “I didn’t expect to see you here, Kate.” The way you said her name made her heart flutter.

“I actually came here with my mom, the woman you met last time we saw each other.” Kate informed you.

“If I didn’t know that I would’ve thought you were a runway model.” You smiled at her. Goodness Gracious, your smile was gorgeous, Kate once again, took in your appearance, this time you were wearing a strapless pink mermaid dress and a white corset with gold accents. Your lips had a clear gloss painted upon them, and your eyes had tiny pink hearts painted on the inner and outer corners.

“Same goes for you.” She said. She was almost surprised she didn’t stumble over her words like she usually would in the presence of a beautiful woman.

“I actually am.”

“Pardon?”

“I’m a runway model, among many other things.”

“Oh.” Kate muttered. She now remembers getting a small glimpse of you during the fashion show, but she could barely even see your face through the large crowd. “Yeah I saw you during the show, but I could barely get a good look at your face.”

“Is that so?” You queried. For a split second Kate could’ve sworn she saw your eyes glance toward her lips.

“Y-yes.” She managed to get at least one word out of her mouth during her gay panic.

“Well, Kate, I would like to talk to you for a little while longer, but I have places to be.” You announced, “But before I go, I would like you to have this.” You reached into your white clutch and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. You took the pen and wrote down something on the paper, after finishing your writing, you handed the paper over to Kate.

“Is this-”

“My number.” You grinned. “My personal number.”

-

Kate sat upon the sheets of her bed, she was now in the comfort of her home, in her pajamas, staring down at the piece of paper you had given her. She held the paper in her left hand while her phone was in her right. She opened her contacts app and typed in your number. She didn’t want to bother you by calling you, so she settled on texting you. She didn’t exactly know what to type so she decided on something simple.

{Kate}

Hi.

[haizficz]

We fell in Love in October.

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Hailee Steinfeld x Female Reader

Summary: You and Hailee having a cozy day on your anniversary.

Warnings: sm cuteness and fluff that it needs a warning^

a/n: it's october!! So this fic is of course inspired by "we fell in love in october" by girl in red. I actually wanted to post this on the 1st october.., well better now than never ig. Enjoy reading! <3

P.s. Thank you all for the support, Notes, Reblogs and Comments are highly appreciated.

Btw Requests are open!

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You slept peacefully in your soft, warm bed, the window open, which why you could hear the birds chirping, the sun shining through the glass of the window into the room. and the most beautiful of all, Hailee's hands clasped around you and her leg over your hip. And her warm breath that you feel on your neck. It was perfect. Especially because it's your and Hailee's relationship's anniversary. You and Hailee have been together for exactly 5 years today so you wanted to make something special for her.

Something you always do on your anniversary is breakfast. Usually you would just go to the bakery, buying Hailee her favorite things, serving it on the dining table and wait in the kitchen until she steps into the room with sleepy eyes, messy bun, and wearing an oversized t- shirt.

But not this time.

You wanted to make her a breakfast in bed. It's something different but it still has the point of your tradition.

So you slowly climbed out of bed and directly went into the kitchen where you took the time to make delicious looking pancakes, some fresh orange juice, coffee and before you could change your mind you went to the bakery too. You served all the stuff on two big plates and went back into the bedroom where you found a snoring Hailee. She looked adorable sleeping in your hoodie and snuggling into your pillow, like she has missed your scent. You love her so incredibly much.

After some time staring at your sleeping girlfriend you put on one of your favorite songs "We fell in love in october" to wake her up. You love this song especially when you listen to it with Hailee, because you fell in love with her in october, so did she with you. It´s like your relationship song.

Before you played the song, you connected your phone with the box and turned up the volume.

You started laughing as Hailee jumps out of her sleep and looked at you with her sleep swollen eyes. As she realized it was just you being annoying she fell back into the comfortable pillow, closed her eyes again and yawned. "Let me sleeeeeep." She begged while you paused the song and sat next to her. You looked at her with raised eyebrows and just placed one of the plates on her stomach. "Happy anniversary, you lazy mouse." Now she was looking at you with raised eyebrows and sat up. "You're annoying, but I love you." Hailee placed her soft lips on yours and kissed you multiple times. "I love you too, now eat your breakfast." You whispered into the small kisses. She giggled and took a look on the plate, which was in her lap. "This looks really good, thank you baby." Hailee cuddled to your side and you both enjoyed the food while talking about some random things. And you must admit the pancakes weren´t as good as they looked but that didn´t matter.

After breakfast, Hailee persuaded you to watch some movies. I mean you couldn´t say no to her puppy eyes, who even could? So now you were here laying in your lovely girlfriend´s arms, snuggling close to her while watching some love films.

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Later that day you went for a little walk in the woods. Hand in hand and most importantly without any security people.

Both you and Hailee were never scared of paparazzi making pictures of you kissing or generally being in a not so private relationship. Especially today you didn´t care, and mainly you´ve never wanted to go out with Hailee when a security guard comes with you. No thanks.

One weird but so adorable thing which Hailee always does when you walk side by side is resting her head on your shoulder. And as she exactly did that, you rested your hand on her waist as you made your way back home.

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When you got back to the apartment, you and Hailee sat down on the balcony and watched the stars as it was already dark outside.

After ten minutes of absolute silence Hailee breaked it saying "You look so pretty and I love this view." You immediately grinned at her words, noticing that she used the line of your favorite song. Instead of telling her something back you kissed her slowly and gently. You felt her hands approaching your cheeks and deepen the kiss. "You know why I love fall so much?" you suddenly ask. "Why?" She whispered and you could still feel her breath on your lips. "Because I fell in love with you in october." Hailee started giggling which made you smile widely as you were a little child who just got chocolate.

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It was already midnight and you and Hailee were still sitting on the little couch you have outside. Both of you cuddled together into a big blancet, your hand going through your girlfriend`s hair, who´s resting her head on your chest, almost falling asleep, just like you. "I think we should go inside, babe." You tell her in your already sleepy voice. She just hummed in response and right then she drifted into a deep sleep. You sighed in defeat and started thinking about how the best way is to carry her to the bed. Just then you took her in bride style into your arms and slowly went to your bedroom where you softly placed her into the bed. You laid down next to Hailee before you also fell asleep.

It was a perfect day to start the month.

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[This is so short lmao, sorry]

Can't thank you too often for inspiring me etc. @hard-core-super-star <3

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[floilee]

The pain of a lego is not able to overcome the pain of being without you.

[writershapeholeonthedoor]

That is not cutlery

Pairing: Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop

Summary: Yelena keeps coming back and Kate just might end up wanting her to stay

Disclaimer: English is not my first language, be kind.

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Kate liked to think that, as time went by, she got better at noticing when Yelena was about to walk inside her apartment. She told herself she could hear if something - or someone - started to go up the fire escape, that Pizza Dog would bark in an attempt to protect her life from an invader, or that her sixth sense would know if someone was about to sneak upon her.

That was obviously just wishful thinking.

She was never able to predict when Yelena was going to slide through her window and she would very often turn around and just see the woman standing there. Yelena would laugh every time she yelled in surprise, she would find it amusing while Kate cursed - she learned some colorful words with Yelena herself - and tell her, once again, she has a door.

That dynamic was fine when Yelena's visits were still scarce.

After Yelena finally confronted Clint - and they had a conversation that neither of them ever told Kate about - and left town, it was months before she returned. Kate was already sure she would never see the woman again, her memories of their encounters becoming more amusing as time tickled, and that wasn’t even brought up with Clint anymore. And then Kate walked inside her apartment after just dropping a thief at the police station and Yelena was just there. Standing in her kitchen while eating something straight from the pan, using the only fork Kate had, also while cooing at Pizza Dog, who was sitting by her feet looking up and wagging his tail.

Kate had jumped away in surprise, Yelena had laughed, Pizza Dog barked, and that was it. Yelena finished her dinner, patted the dog's head and smiled when Kate asked what she was doing there.

"I was in town," was her reply, and Kate hadn’t been able to take anything else from her.

Yelena left not too long after Pizza Dog fell asleep on the couch and Kate was left wondering what had just happened. Yelena didn’t give her a reason for being in town, so Kate spent the next few days making sure the woman wasn’t after Clint again or planning some very evil plan against the city itself. But the days went by and she didn’t hear from Yelena again, nor did she even get a glimpse of the spy. It made sense, Kate conceded, because Yelena was an expert at staying unnoticed, though Kate did her best to try to track her down.

After a week, Kate concluded that Yelena had left again and kept going on with her life. Crimes rates were always rising in New York, which was weird considering the number of superheroes that lived there, but Kate also got a more regular job - or as regular as it could be since she was working as a private detective.

Her apartment wasn’t invaded again until late June.

Kate was coming home after spending the afternoon at the park with Pizza Dog - it had been an uncommonly quiet day - and she noticed her window being open when she was walking to her building. The lights were off and, for a moment, Kate thought she had forgotten to close it before leaving earlier that day. It, of course, proved to be wrong when Pizza Dog barked and pulled his leash as soon as Kate opened the front door. She let it go out of surprise and watched in horror as the dog ran to jump on someone's legs. Not to bite, but to ask for scratches as the person standing in her kitchen laughed in delight.

"Traitor," Kate mumbled under her breath before entering her apartment and closing the door behind herself. "You're going to break my window one of these days," she had stated then, doing her best to glare at Yelena while she removed her coat to hang it behind the door.

"How many times do I have to tell you, Kate Bishop?" And Yelena had looked up, her dark eyes looking so mischievous and amused that Kate's grimace washed away pretty fast. "I don't break anything."

Yelena's excuse was the same as before - she was in town. She didn’t explain why she was in New York or why she was acting like Kate's shitty apartment was her private motel, but she cooked a fast dinner - tomato soup and grilled cheese - and Kate used the soup's ladle to eat so Yelena could use her single spoon. Pizza Dog ate Kate's grilled cheese when she wasn't looking and Yelena patted his head while the brunette whined about her food being gone.

Yelena left while Kate was doing the dishes, jumping from the window even if Kate was telling her to use the front door. Pizza Dog cried a bit and Kate ended up letting him sleep on her bed that night.

She saw Yelena again much sooner than she thought she would after that.

A month later, Kate was just walking back inside her apartment after spending some time hanging on the rooftop with her new friend, Peter - literally hanging because she was fascinated by Peter's web and they ended up getting too wild in their jokes, but that was a small detail. She liked to think about the fact that she made a new friend, a superhero no less, an Avenger like Clint, other than how stupid they could get when they were left without supervision. They knew each other for a few weeks now and no one got hurt, so she would count that as a success.

When she entered her apartment, a voice that was oddly similar to Clint was telling her it was nothing to brag about and that they should be more careful, although Kate was half sure Clint must have shot an arrow through his foot at least once. She was distracted enough that she didn’t notice there was someone inside her apartment - and maybe she should start training to be more acute with her surroundings since she had no superhuman powers to rely on. Kate should have realized something was off when she didn’t hear the dog barking, but she didn’t and, a second later, she jumped in the air as if someone had shocked her.

"You went all the way down and came back up through the stairs instead of using the fire escape?"

"Jesus Christ, Yelena!"

The spy was sitting on one of the old kitchen chairs, one hand scratching the back of Pizza Dog's ear while the other one was holding the fork right above the pan where she had cooked something to eat. Kate was just a bit pissed to throw her a glare and politely ask her to stop sneaking in, but all Yelena did was smile before going back to her meal as if Kate hadn’t said anything.

By now, Kate already knew how the night would go. Yelena would finish her food, stay for a few more minutes to play with the dog, and then she would jump through her window and into the night like she was a shadow or something equally scary. With that in mind, Kate decided to go take a quick shower like she initially planned on doing, realizing a bit too late that it didn’t feel too weird to have Yelena there.

She had started to see Yelena as a friend as well - a very non-reliable friend, mysterious and terribly good at breaking in. Kate wasn't expecting Yelena to braid her hair or to spend the night playing video games with her, but they had become friends somehow. If someone invades your house four times to eat and not to hurt you, you could count them as a friend at least.

Clint's voice inside her head seemed to disagree, but Kate wasn't good at doing what he wanted her to anyway.

When Kate left the bathroom, drying her hair with her old towel, Yelena was still sitting there, this time with both of her legs propped on top of the other chair across from her. Pizza Dog had his head resting on her lap, his tail wagging on the floor, and Yelena had a soft smile on her face. That was a look Kate never thought she would see on the other woman. She was still tense, her entire body coiled as if she was ready to jump into action at any second, but Yelena looked almost peaceful while running her hands down Pizza Dog's fur.

For a moment, Kate stayed behind and looked. Just looked. Yelena's blonde hair seemed like it hadn’t had a proper haircut in years, but it worked on her perfectly. Her round eyes held a few lines around them when she smiled, her hands looked calloused and she had so many rings on her fingers that Kate wondered how she didn’t go around losing them on the way. She had her ears pierced, surprisingly, and some visible scars running down her skin, although none of them was big enough to grab Kate's attention.

Yelena looked like she could kill Kate in a couple of seconds max, but she couldn’t brush off the soft look she had at that moment.

"I washed the fork so you can eat."

Kate had dumbly thought Yelena hadn’t noticed her presence yet, but it was a stupid conclusion. Yelena was skilled and she was much better at noticing her surroundings than Kate. She wondered if she would ever be able to sneak up on Yelena, but the thought alone almost made her laugh loudly. No. No, she would never be able to do that.

Kate threw her towel on the couch without caring too much about getting the cushions wet - she barely had time to sit on her couch nowadays, always running around town either being a part-time hero or investigating cheating husbands and wives. She then walked over to where Yelena was sitting to see a plate placed for her across the table, something she hadn’t noticed before. It appeared to be mac 'n cheese, which made her remember the first time Yelena broke in. Beside the plate, her fork was waiting for her, apparently bright and clean, and Kate almost smiled. Yelena let a sigh out before moving her legs away so Kate could sit on the chair and the dog whined a bit thinking she was about to leave.

"It's unfair how much he would rather share this apartment with you other than me," Kate complained as she sat down to eat. It was boxed mac 'n cheese, as she predicted, but it tasted good.

"Is that so, boy?" Yelena cooed at him, squeezing his face between her hands before leaning down to kiss his snout.

Kate tried to hide her surprise at the gesture and ended up choking on her food. She coughed a couple of times, bringing a hand to cover her mouth, and her face heated up when she noticed Yelena looking at her blankly. The blonde wasn’t worried, but at least she didn’t look amused either.

"So, uh," Kate said, trying to take the attention away from her, "you were in town again?"

Yelena did a once over her for a moment before nodding. The dog had calmed himself again after noticing the woman wasn’t leaving yet and laid down by her feet, letting her hands free. Yelena put one hand on top of the table, tumbling down her fingers against the cheap metal surface in a strange pattern, while the other one seemed to stay on her lap. Kate thought she wouldn’t get any more explanation from her, something she was starting to get used to by now, but Yelena's voice filled the silence right after.

"Something like that," she declared. "Didn’t go that far this time. Who's your new friend?"

Kate blinked in surprise at the blunt question, though she was fast to recover from that. "What? You didn’t listen in before invading my apartment? Again." The last word was just above a whisper, an afterthought, something to remind herself that Yelena still had to ask for her permission to enter her apartment.

"Listen in?" Yelena repeated with a hint of humor. "I respect your privacy, Kate Bishop."

"Right," Kate scoffed. Her plate was almost empty by now and she slowed down a bit. She didn’t know if Yelena would be gone as soon as the food ended, but she could try to hold her there for a few more minutes.

Yelena hesitated for a second before talking again, something Kate only noticed because she was stealing a glance at the other woman’s face while she ate. "I saw his costume. Halloween is a bit far away."

"How did you see it? How did you sneak up on us this time? He has spider senses, come on."

"When he jumped to the other building while you were taking the hardest way to get here," Yelena explained calmly, which made Kate blush a little. "But it's a good thing you brought it up. He had spider senses, you don't. You need to pay attention to your surroundings. You always get scared when you see me."

"Because you break into my apartment," Kate argued quickly.

"Closed locks don't keep the bad guys away, Kate Bishop." The spy seemed somber suddenly, more serious than Kate had seen her in a while. Her eyes got darker and a bit glossy, if she was talking about experience. Kate didn’t feel like asking if she had always been the bad guy or not. "I sneaked up on you four times already. That’s four times more than I should've been able to."

"But you're not a bad guy."

It was a stupid thing to say to someone who, seven months ago, was trying to kill Kate's mentor and friend. It was even more stupid to say that to a Russian spy who walked around killing the targets she gets paid to kill.

But it wasn’t a lie. Kate couldn’t see Yelena like a bad guy. She could see someone that was hurt and that had no other thing to do with herself, but not a bad bone in her body.

She could be wrong - God knows Kate wasn't always a great judge of character - but Yelena hadn’t given her any reason to think otherwise. Sure, she tried to kill Barton, but she didn’t, and Kate was sure she must have a good reason to do it at the time. And, yes, Yelena had the terrible habit of breaking into her apartment to steal her food, but Pizza Dog liked her, and he was a better judge than Kate.

However, it appeared to be the wrong thing to say.

Yelena's entire behavior changed in a second. Even the dog raised his head to see it, like he could feel her emotion shifting. Kate could only watch, with wide and confused eyes, as Yelena's expression became empty. There was no softness, but there also wasn’t anger. It was like all of her emotions were piled away deep inside her, unreachable, leaving behind a hard shell. It made a shiver run down Kate's spine.

It also made Kate think she never wanted to see Yelena looking like that again.

"You don't know a thing about me, Kate Bishop."

Even her voice - always heavy with an accent and at the edge of amusement, as if she always knew something other people didn’t - was void of anything. It was a statement that left no room for arguments. It was said with certainty because Yelena believed every word she said.

It took Kate completely by surprise. So much so that she didn’t even react when Yelena pushed her chair back and, without hesitation, walked to her window to jump out. Kate couldn’t move. She kept looking out the window even though she was sure Yelena wouldn’t be back.

Pizza Dog whined and Kate's eyes snapped back at him. He was glaring at her as if blaming her that his favorite human was gone and Kate was forced to agree with him. The last few bites of the mac 'n cheese tasted like ash, but she thought it served her right.

Ironically, it was Halloween night when they saw each other again.

It was late - or too soon, depending on how you wanted to see it. Kate was walking home at three in the morning after attending a small get-together party in Peter's apartment. Well, it was supposed to be small, although half of his school showed up thanks to an open invitation from Flash, and it also lasted longer than it should have. Kate had spent most of the night handing candy to kids who stopped by while Peter tried to stop anyone from breaking anything, sometimes joined by MJ when the other girl needed a break to complain about everyone being too loud and annoying. Kate had to agree with her that the sexy Halloween costumes were a bit too much this year - she doubted she had ever seen so many sexy Avengers costumes before, although the short skirt angels and tight leather devils also made an appearance.

Kate wanted to stay back to help Peter clean up after he managed to get everyone out, and that’s how she ended up walking home at such an absurd hour. Well, not that absurd to her anymore because Kate was very often working at night, but she was tired and just wanted to jump on her bed. Kate got up the stairs to her apartment two steps at a time, trying to get there faster, all while trying to reach out for her keys inside her pocket.

She slid the door open and stepped inside before locking it behind her, then she threw the keys on top of the table, causing a loud noise that disturbed the last semblance of peace inside her apartment. Kate was removing her coat when Pizza Dog came walking towards her tiredly, barely wagging his tail because of his sleepy state.

"Hey, boy," she greeted him happily. "Sorry to wake you up."

"I thought about throwing my knife at you to make up my point, but you took too long to show up."

Kate's initial reaction was, not surprisingly, to jump and yelp, already turning to her window with her fists raised to a fight. It lasted only a moment, though, because her eyes quickly adjusted to the dim light and she realized it was just Yelena. It did surprise her more because she thought she wouldn’t see the woman again, but it didn’t scare her.

Until she saw the state the woman was in, at least.

Yelena was sitting outside, leaning against the firescape, even if she had managed to open the window. She had one arm thrown on the metal stair as if she was trying to look like she was having a great time just hanging outside to enjoy the night, but her other arm was wrapped around her middle like she was trying to hide something. The lights from the street weren’t strong enough to allow Kate to see what it was, but they allowed her to see Yelena's pale face and lopsided smile.

It wasn’t a normal smile, Kate could tell even from a distance. It lacked strength. And that's what got Kate moving.

"Shit," she cursed while she rushed towards the spy.

Kate had to dip her head down to be able to fit through the window and she made much more noise than she intended when she landed on the old metal stair - Kate just now wondered how the thing was still standing. The brunette crouched down, but her hands hovered around Yelena since she wasn’t sure if it was okay to touch her or not.

"What happened?"

"Oh, you know," Yelena started and just then Kate realized how breathless she sounded. Yelena's eyes could barely focus on her, something that made Kate's heart sink. "I was in town."

Despite the situation and the panic inside her, Kate couldn’t help but huff a laugh. She shook her head at the woman’s antics, and finally found the courage to touch Yelena's arm. Kate found no resistance to pull the member away from the blonde's abdomen, though a hiss left her lips when she noticed the amount of blood on Yelena's clothes. The thick red liquid was gushing from an open wound next to her left hip and dripping down the open gaps of the fire escape stairs. She had been there for a while, Kate could tell, which explained how she got too weak to go on with her silly plan of throwing a knife at Kate.

"Why are you outside?" Kate asked while she applied pressure on the wound.

Yelena showed no reaction to it, even if Kate knew that putting pressure on a wound like that was one of the most painful experiences anyone could go through. "Didn’t want to stain anything," was the blonde's reply.

"Oh, I’m so relieved you care so much about the old shit inside my apartment that you just decided to bleed out outside," Kate snapped back.

Kate wasn’t mad at Yelena, but she wanted the woman to see it had been a stupid decision. She went through the trouble of breaking in and opening her window, and then she just stayed out there leaning against the dirtiest piece of metal in New York. Kate was about to say more when she heard the dog crying behind her, clearly distressed about the situation.

"I told him I was okay," Yelena said as if it was the most important thing at the moment. "I think he ended up sleeping by the window since I told him not to come here."

Kate sighed and cursed under her breath again before she looked over her shoulder. "Boy, lay down and stay." Always obedient, the dog did just that, though his sad brown eyes kept staring at both humans in concern. Kate would have to deal with him later. "Were you shot?" She asked after she looked at Yelena again. Kate needed to know what happened to see if she would be able to help her or not.

"Stabbed," Yelena corrected calmly.

"How did anyone get close enough to do that?" It was a valid question because Kate knew Yelena was good at hand-in-hand combat as well.

"I won’t be giving you any tips for future reference."

Kate looked into brown eyes with only slight annoyance before she removed her hand from the wound to take another look. The blood seemed to be getting out faster than before, so she quickly applied pressure again and turned her head to the side. Kate tried to hide her worried expression on her shoulder while she tried to come up with a plan, even if she knew Yelena herself was already aware of her delicate situation.

"What are you wearing, Kate Bishop?"

The mundane question made Kate do a double take. She glanced down at the bright red shirt and the new pair of jeans she wore to the party - and there goes another one of her pants, now with blood stains on her knees. It has been Peter's idea to have a matching costume since MJ had decided she wasn’t going to dress up because she thought it was stupid to do so. Kate had thought they would match with something cool like the Grady twins, Dionne and Cher, Fred and Daphne, Men in Black, or Woody and Buzz, but Peter had gone the complete opposite direction. Kate regretted her choice as soon as she saw him holding ketchup and mustard shirts, though it was too late to back down - and red was more of her color than yellow, so that was her final decision. It didn’t make it any easier when Ned showed up wearing a very detailed Anakin Skywalker costume.

"I was at a Halloween party," Kate mumbled her reply a bit shyly, though she didn’t dwell on that for much longer.

"Ah, yes. The American party." Yelena sounded amused, which would have been great if she wasn’t bleeding to death outside Kate's apartment. "And you wore the most famous American condiment. How creative."

"What would you have worn?" Kate was a bit defensive, she knew that, but the blood was still sleeping through her fingers and her mind couldn’t come up with a plan fast enough it appeared.

"Nothing."

It wasn’t the time. It certainly wasn’t the time for that, but Kate felt her face heating up with Yelena's blunt answer. She shouldn’t have pictured it when the blonde was so seriously injuried, but a very vivid image of a naked Yelena flashed in her mind before she shut it down quickly. So not the time for that.

"It would cause a reaction," Kate managed to spill out after gulping down.

To her surprise, Yelena laughed. A full-on laugh, which made Kate look at her with wide eyes. They were close to each other since Kate was literally trying to keep Yelena from dying, so she leaned away a few inches to see all of the blonde's face while she laughed. She saw Yelena's nose scrunch in a way that was way too adorable on the face of a skilled spy who could flip a wrist and kill Kate if she wanted to.

"I meant that I wouldn’t be going, Kate Bishop."

"Oh." Another laugh, a deeper blush, and Kate knew she needed to take the attention away from her soon if she didn’t want to be teased by it. "We need to get you somewhere else."

The good-natured humor was gone so fast that Kate had to blink twice to wrap her head around it. Yelena was suddenly staring at her very seriously and with enough strength that it almost looked like she wasn’t bleeding out. "Why?" The blonde asked harshly.

"I can't help you here, Yelena." Kate could hear the desperation in her own voice as she shook her head almost in panic. "You were stabbed, you're bleeding so much. I can't… I can't patch you up." Kate didn’t even know how. Sure, she got better at doing bandages on herself, but she couldn’t just stitch someone up, especially when the wound itself was so wide and dangerous. Not to mention she didn’t even have the equipment to do so. Kate didn’t have medical accessories just lying around her apartment like she was a Grey's Anatomy project. "We need to get you professional help," she added.

Yelena scoffed and rolled her eyes - she surely had an attitude no one on the verge of dying should have. "I can't go to the hospital. It defeats the whole purpose of being an undetected spy in your country."

Kate bit her bottom lip hard to keep herself from yelling out of desperation - Yelena lost the strength behind her voice and her head slumped back against the railing. She hadn’t intended to take Yelena to a hospital to begin with. She knew there was a reason the Russian showed up at her apartment instead of seeking help from someone who could actually help her. But that didn’t mean there was no other place where she could take Yelena.

"The Avengers' tower," Kate declared. "They put it back up a while ago and I know they have a medical bay." Peter had told her that because he was an Avenger himself. He could get in and get out whenever he wanted to.

"There's not a way in hell that I'm going to step foot there," came Yelena's annoyed reply, a hint of a warning behind her words that Kate chose to ignore.

"That's okay, I can carry you," the brunette affirmed while she patted her pocket to find her phone.

Her pants were already ruined from the blood, so she ran her palm down her thigh to clean some of it before taking the device from her back pocket. She was about to call for help when Yelena's hand held her wrist with much more forcefulness than she should have been capable of at that moment. Kate's eyes snapped back to the other woman in surprise and she found Yelena already glaring at her.

"Listen to me carefully." Yelena's accent got more pronounced, something that made Kare gulp down in fear. "I'm not going anywhere near the stupid Avengers."

The words were spitted out like a curse and Kate had no reaction at first. Yelena was mad. No, she was furious, livid. Kate had never feared her before that moment because Yelena really looked murderous while staring back at her.

As Yelena's blood kept slipping through her fingers, though, Kate reached the conclusion that she preferred that look to the emptiness she saw the other day. She could deal with an angry Yelena. She could not deal with having the woman dying in front of her.

"It's going to be okay. I will call a friend that can take you there faster and they will help you."

Kate wasn't sure if they would indeed help Yelena, but she had to try. It wasn’t exactly a public hospital after all. However, if someone could get Yelena there in time, it was Peter. Kate couldn’t cut her way above the skyscrapers. She would have to put Yelena inside a cab and drive through the chaotic New York traffic, and it might be too late - not to mention that she didn’t know how to explain to the taxi driver that she needed to put a bleeding woman on his back seat. Peter could use his web and get Yelena some help, and that’s all that mattered.

When Kate put her phone against her ear, Yelena tried to pull it away from her. She tried to grab her hand, her arm, her wrist, tried to slap her, punch her, push her, tried to demand, to ask, to plea. Kate paid her no attention.

"Peter, I need your help."

Spider-Man was standing in the firescape of her building not even five minutes after that. Yelena had yelled at her for most part of it, but she had passed out before he got there and Kate was doing her best not to panic. She would rather have Yelena yelling life threats at her than the barely responsive state she entered.

Understandably, Peter had a few questions, but they didn’t have time.

"Can you take her to the Avengers' tower? She has been stabbed, she lost a lot of blood, she needs help."

And Peter, sweet Peter, decided he could ask questions later. He scooped Yelena up - and Kate felt her stomach churn when she saw how little Yelena looked in that moment - and, after making sure Kate wasn't injured as well, he jumped off, using his web to hang from the building across from hers.

Lucky had started barking when Peter got there, but Kate just realized it once she was left alone in her fire escape. It took her a full minute to be able to move from there and, even when she did, she felt numb. She slid inside her apartment again, trying not to notice the trail of Yelena's blood her shoes were making while she walked to her fridge. Her hand was shaking when she opened it to grab a water bottle from inside and it took her two tries before she managed to turn the cap and take a sip.

It was the cold liquid that brought her back into action.

Cursing under her breath, Kate rushed to grab her keys from the table and to make sure the dog had enough food and water, before she ran out of the apartment barely remembering to grab her coat on the way out. She ran down almost tripping on her feet, making much more noise than she should so late at night, and she reached the street in record time. Kate started to run while her eyes tried to spot a cab driving by all while she tried to put her coat on. Her jeans were dark enough to hide the blood, but there was fresh blood in her arms and shirt that she needed to hide to avoid anyone from calling the cops on her.

Kate was already at the next corner when a taxi finally pulled over and she wasted no time to jump in, almost shouting the address at the working man before she allowed her body to rest against the seat. She couldn’t do more than wait for the man to drive her where she wanted to go, although the driver luckily seemed to pick up on her urgency and quickly drove away.

Once the car was moving, Kate let go of the breath she had been holding. She dropped her head and closed her eyes, trying to keep herself from going into shock or anything similarly bad. Kate had been hurt before, she saw Clint getting hurt before, but she had never been as scared as she felt when she saw an injured Yelena. She could say it was because of the severity of it, but Kate didn’t make a habit of lying to herself.

When she opened her eyes, she was faced with her bloodied hands still shaking where they were hanging down her lap. She turned her palms up slowly, feeling the bile rising in her throat when more and more blood was shown, and sat there looking at it without knowing what else to do. Kate didn’t know if Peter had already got to the tower, if Yelena was already receiving treatment, if they even agreed to help her. Peter was a young Avenger, even if he played some important part in the fight with Thanos, and they might refuse to help a stranger even if Spider-Man was the one to take her there.

Kate cursed herself for not coming up with a plan B before sending Peter away. If he was forced to leave, Kate had no idea where he would go. He might call her to ask, or he might take off on his own and Kate would have no idea where he went. She knew they would have to take Yelena to a hospital in case no one else could help her, but she didn’t know if that would put Yelena in danger or not. Kate didn’t know what she was doing in town, didn’t know who had stabbed her, didn’t know if that person was still after her.

Kate took a shaky breath before she slowly moved her head to the side to watch the city passing by the window instead of her bloody hands.

Yelena was very adamant that she didn’t want to go to the Avengers' tower, something Kate didn’t understand at the time. She could now remember that Yelena was the sister of a former Avenger. The Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff. She didn’t recollect it before because she had a more pressing matter in her hands - literally - but it helped her see why Yelena might have a problem with going to the tower.

Kate never knew what the spy spoke with Clint that night they confronted each other. She didn’t know if Yelena had any bitter feelings towards him or anyone else, if the woman thought it was her sister's team to blame that she died, if she was okay to be shoved into her dead sister's past. And Kate was suddenly forced to accept that Yelena had been correct the last time they saw each other.

Kate knew nothing about her.

"We're here."

Kate turned her head back to see the driver throwing her a look from the rear mirror. She glanced outside again, only then noticing they had parked across the street from the Avengers' tower - the big bright sign being the only thing that made the tall building stand out among the others. Kate reached out in her pocket with a still shaking hand to grab her wallet to pay for the ride. She had two twenties inside her wallet and she scrunched them between her fingers to take them off before reaching out to hand them to the man. He took it without commenting about her bloody fingers and Kate opened the door to leave.

"Keep the change," she mumbled before getting out. She had no idea how much the ride had cost and that left her with no money on herself, but she didn’t care.

Luckily, as soon as Kate crossed the street, Peter landed in front of her - landed, yes, because he came from somewhere above her. "Hey, you're here!" He was wearing his mask and Kate kept her eyes trained there so she wouldn’t see the blood in his uniform. "I had to come up with a lie so they would let her in, but that's fine."

"What did you say?"

"That I saved her from a robbery and freaked out," Peter said. Kate only then noticed his hands were hovering close to her as if he was afraid she might fall or pass out.  "I think someone is going to yell at me about going to the nearby hospital instead of taking people here, but that's fine."

"You said that already," Kate whispered quietly before sighing. "How is she?"

"Uh," he hesitated. "Not sure. I left her with the doctors and went outside to wait for you."

Kate didn’t ask how he knew she would go after them and he didn’t ask why she was there either, so it worked out well for both of them.

"Can I go inside?"

Peter looked over his shoulder to the large front door, clearly unsure, before looking back at her. She couldn’t see his expression, but she could imagine his wide eyes and parted lips while she tried to think about what to say. "I don't know how to explain that one," he admitted.

That's how Kate ended up calling Clint like a teenager trying to prove her father had authorized her to do something. It took a while to explain to him, while she was sitting outside with Peter beside her, what had happened - how she found Yelena in her firescape, how she couldn’t take her to a hospital, how she asked for Peter's help, how she ended up having to call Clint to ask him to give his old team a call to let them know it was okay to let Kate in. Clint wanted to know why Yelena went to her apartment in the first place, which then sent Kate into another story about the first time Yelena broke in. She let it out the other three times it happened, making it sound like Yelena just remembered her address after being stabbed by someone.

Then, after convincing Clint she wasn’t going to leave Yelena alone, Kate had to sit and wait some more until he freed her entrance. It would have been hilarious in any other situation. Kate, sitting on the steps of the Avengers' tower with Spider-Man sitting beside her while they wait for the older people to get the job done. It almost made her laugh, although she held no humor inside herself to do so.

Eventually, someone else showed up, which made Peter jump to his feet immediately.

"Oh, hey, Sam!" He waved like a small kid as Kate slowly got up as if her muscles were too heavy for them to move.

"Spider-Man."

It became clear very fast that "Sam" wasn’t happy that Peter just told his name like that, but Kate's friend was quick to fix things. "She's friends with Barton, it's fine."

"So I've heard," Sam replied and he seemed to relax a little. "Why don’t you come inside?" He threw a significant look at people that were walking by staring at the hero sitting there with a woman, but Kate didn’t exactly mind.

Silently, she followed Peter and Sam inside. Going to the Avengers' tower had always been kind of a dream to her. Since her fascination with Hawkeye started, Kate knew she wanted to help people and, of course, the biggest example of that was the Avengers. However, Clint never made any attempt to take her to his old team and he even looked hesitant to let her anywhere near it. The Avengers also weren’t going around recruiting people just because, so Kate had to accept the fact that she was friends with two Avengers but didn’t have a free pass herself.

At that moment, though, instead of letting her eyes wander to take everything in, all Kate could do was keep her eyes glued to that Sam guy's back.

"Where is she?"

Sam looked over his shoulder at her for a moment, but he didn’t stop walking until he took them to an elevator. "Our medical team is taking care of her."

Once inside the elevator, Peter pressed his watch and his suit disappeared completely, something Kate was thankful for - Yelena's blood was all over it. He was still wearing his "mustard" shirt costume and Kate was sure they certainly looked like some pair standing there with those ridiculous matching shirts. She pretended not to notice Sam doing a double take on them and turning his head to hide a grin, although she had to clear her throat to have him push a button to get the elevator moving.

"Peter couldn’t tell us much about the woman he brought in, maybe you can help us a bit," Sam spoke, but Kate kept her eyes on the numbers changing above the door. "Do you know her name?"

"Yes."

A pause. Kate could feel Sam's eyes on her and Peter changing his weight awkwardly beside her, but all Kate did was tilt her chin up and clench her jaw. "Which is?" Sam prompted even though it was clear Kate was avoiding it.

"Barbara." Kate would blame the stupid Barbie movie propaganda spread all over town for that one.

"Okay," the black man conceded, though he didn’t sound like he believed her for one moment. "Are you her family?"

"Will you put me out if I'm not?"

"You kind of just answered that," Sam pointed out after her sharp reply and Kate winced at her own stupidity. Kate wasn't trying to be cryptic because she didn’t trust these people, but because she feared for Yelena's safety - and also her reaction after she wakes up and realizes where she is. However, Sam seemed to understand what Kate was doing because he sighed a second later. "This is not a hospital. You don't need to be family to be here, but it might help us to know a few things to be able to help her. If you are her family and she needs blood, you would be our first option to go to."

Kate tried not to look down at her bloody hands. It was dried by now and it made her feel weird when she moved her fingers. "I'm her friend," she summarized her answer.

"Okay. Were you with her when she was attacked?"

It was a tricky question - and how many floors does that building have really?

If Kate said no, there was no way to explain all the dried blood on her clothes. If she said yes, Sam might ask for more details that she couldn’t exactly give or say something that would clash with Peter's cover-up story.

"She showed up later, sir," Peter jumped to her aid. "She tried to stop the bleeding until I could take… Barbara here." Well, it seemed Peter also didn’t believe Yelena's name was Barbara, which made it pretty clear to Kate that she was a terrible liar.

Once again, Sam didn’t look like he believed a single word they said, but he didn’t call out their bullshit. Kate wasn't sure what Clint had said to him when he called, but it was enough to make Sam allow her inside and let her lie her way around. Kate would have to thank Clint later on. And Peter as well. Especially Peter.

The elevator finally came to a stop and its doors opened after a loud beep sounded inside the metal box. Sam exited it first, already turning to his left to walk down the long hallway filled with doors on each side. Peter didn’t look surprised, so Kate assumed he knew where they were, which helped her relax a little bit. She followed Sam closely as if she was afraid he might disappear out of thin air, though the man was keeping a steady pace.

They finally stopped in front of one of the doors and Sam turned to look at them. "I know you want to see your friend, but she's in surgery right now and you can't go inside. We have a few empty rooms." He paused to turn his head to the side. "Friday, unlock this door," he demanded and, a second later, the door opened. "You can freshen up here."

"No." Kate surprised even herself with the strength in her voice.

Sam didn’t look impressed. He simply arched his eyebrow. "You could take a shower and change your clothes."

There was so much blood on her, Kate thought when she glanced down. Her pants were ruined, her shirt wasn't so bright red anymore, and it seemed like she sunk her arms inside a paint can. She was still shaking, Kate realized as well.

"It's okay, Kate." Peter was the one to talk next, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. He was shorter than her, younger too. "I can wait for you and then I can take you to the medical bay." He paused, frowned, and looked at Sam. "Right?" He was asking for permission, which would have been funny.

Sam looked between them for a while as if he was trying to make up his mind about it, but eventually he nodded and took a step back. "Right. Peter, explain to her about Friday, please, and show her where we leave some spare clothes. Call me if you need anything."

"Wow," Peter breathed out while they watched the man walking back to the elevator. "Can't believe he actually listened to me."

Kate moved her eyes to her friend, divided between being amused or surprised, but Peter had a wide smile on his face, looking proud of himself, so she refrained from saying anything. A second later, Peter jumped in to tell her about Tony Stark's creation and how Kate could use it for basically anything. From opening doors, to communicating with other members of the team, to even getting the coffee machine from the kitchen started. He then took her to a large locker just around the corner so she could pick something up to wear. They were all the same gray sweatpants and black t-shirt, so Kate took something that would fit her before returning to the room Sam set her.

"I will wait outside, okay?" Peter asked once she entered. It was only when Kate turned around to face him, holding the clothes in front of her, that she noticed how worried the boy looked. "If you keep walking past the locker, there's a living room. I will be there, okay?"

Kate only nodded and he had to awkwardly lean forward to close the door for her. She stood there in silence for several minutes, until her legs stopped wobbling enough for her to walk and, then, she went straight to the bathroom. The lights turned on as soon as she entered, but Kate didn’t pay any mind to her surroundings. She wanted to get out of her clothes, wash the blood away and go find Peter as soon as possible so she could finally know how Yelena was.

It took her ten minutes to open the door and step outside. She followed Peter's instructions and found the living room with no problem at all. Her friend was inside talking on his phone, but he must have heard her approach because he was already looking at the door when she appeared there. He quickly ended his call - and Kate pretended not to notice him saying "love you, MJ" before shutting it off - and walked towards her with his silly smile and worried eyes.

"That was fast," he commented as if he wanted to make small talk, but Kate couldn’t have it.

"Can we go see her?"

He nodded quickly. "Sure, sure. Come with me."

They were inside the elevator again in no time, going down instead of up. Kate noticed the glances Peter was stealing from her and it made her sigh. "I'm fine."

"Good, good." He tended to repeat his words when she was nervous, Kate knew that. "I was just wondering… Well, I told Sam that you weren’t there when your friend was attacked but… How did she end up in your place?"

Kate looked around. "Can they hear us?"

"Uh." Peter didn’t seem sure, which was a bit worrying. "Friday, can anyone hear our conversation?" He ended up asking.

A moment later, a robotic voice replied to him. "No one can hear private conversations inside the Avengers' tower, Mister Parker."

"Great, great."

Peter said nothing else and it was clear he was waiting for Kate to do so, even if it took her an extra pause to finally explain. He had heard her conversation with Clint before, but there were things she didn’t tell her mentor, and Kate couldn’t help but trust Peter.

"I think she thought I could help her, but I wasn't home. When I got there, she had already bled out." Kate took a deep breath when the image flashed before her eyes. "I don't know exactly what happened, she didn’t tell me, but her work is… dangerous. I think she might have found a bad guy or something."

She stopped talking when the elevator reached the floor. The doors slid open and Peter stepped outside, but stopped on his track when he saw Kate wasn't following him.

"Everything okay?"

"Her name's Yelena," Kate admitted quietly.

Peter nodded eagerly and smiled. "Nice, nice."

This time, Kate smiled as well.

That floor was a real medical bay. White walls, uncomfortable waiting room, the smell of antiseptics, the whole thing. As soon as they made their way to the waiting room, a nurse came to them to let them know the surgery was still happening, but it would be over in a few minutes hopefully. She didn’t answer any of Kate’s questions, saying the doctor would talk to her later, but she did let Kate know that Yelena would be in observation for a while and that she wouldn’t be able to see her right away. After that, the nurse excused herself to go back to where she was needed and Kate fell on one of the chairs without much care. Peter set beside her and patted her back a few times before allowing her some space and silence.

Kate just sat there with her head between her hands and her eyes closed while she tried to stop herself from freaking out completely. Yelena was fine, she tried to tell herself. The surgery was ending soon, which meant it wasn’t anything too complicated to last for hours and hours.

At some point, Kate heard the elevator doors opening again and she glanced up to see Captain Marvel herself walking towards them. The woman was still wearing her combat suit and her face was serious, albeit she didn’t look as abrasive as she initially did when she pulled Peter to the side to talk with him. Kate paid them no mind though, and soon hung her head again to go back to her thoughts. When Peter returned, she didn’t even look at him.

“Sam told her what happened. I had to lie to her too, but I don’t think she believed me. She’s a bit scary.”

“Sam didn’t believe you either, Peter,” Kate replied without looking up.

“He didn’t?” It was the way that Peter sounded honestly surprised by it that got Kate to move her eyes at him. She shook her head, a bit amused now, and saw as his shoulders dropped a bit. “I thought I was getting better at this.”

Kate patted his knee friendly. “Thank you for lying for me.”

Peter’s smile returned. “There must be a reason you need to protect Yelena. I trust you.”

That’s all Kate needed, really.

For the next minutes, she allowed Peter to explain to her how Captain Marvel was the new leader of the Avengers, how Sam was second in command, how Captain Marvel had apparently just dropped from space when she got a message from Sam, and how Peter admired both of them. Kate let him talk, but she barely paid any attention to what he was saying. She couldn’t.

It was a time later that Sam showed up again. He didn’t come from the elevators, Kate noticed as the man stopped in front of them, but he was still wearing the same clothes from before and a small smile on his face.

“I talked with her doctor,” he said, which prompted Kate to jump to her feet so fast that she almost got dizzy. “She’s fine,” Sam calmed her quickly, raising a hand to stop Kate from talking or walking past him. “The surgery went well, she’s now in the recovery room getting some good meds to get through the pain she will certainly feel when she wakes up.”

It was like Kate was finally able to breathe. Like she had been drowning for hours and someone just pulled her out of the water suddenly. Her lungs filled in, her heart started beating again, her body stopped floating.

“Oh, God,” she groaned while many things happened at once

Kate took a step back and placed a hand on Sam’s shoulders while the other one went to her own chest. Afraid that she might faint, Peter also got up and placed a hand on her back to keep her up, while Sam held her arm strongly. She wondered how badly she looked if everyone around her assumed she was about to pass out like that.

“Easy,” Sam told her as he helped her to sit down again. “Everything is fine. Barbara is fine.”

Yelena was fine.

Yelena was fine.

Yelena was fine.

Oh, fuck, Yelena was going to kill her when she woke up.

“The doctor said there was no big damage inside. No organs got hit, no important artery either. She fainted due to blood loss and she will need a few days to fully recover from it, but she’s fine. I suppose she would heal faster if Wanda was around, but good old medicine also does the trick.”

“Where Wanda?” Peter had asked, but Sam didn’t reply.

“Can I see her?” Kate asked the man in front of her.

Sam looked like he was about to deny it for a moment, but his dark eyes took a very good look at her face and he immediately changed his answer. “Sure. Let me just ask someone to take you there.”

She didn’t even remember to thank Peter, or Sam, before she followed a nurse minutes later. The woman took her to a mostly empty room, let her in after warning her about avoid touching the woman lying right in the middle of the room, and then left. That was the first time Kate would see Yelena after seeing Peter take her unconscious body from her fire escape.

Yelena looked smaller than ever, paler too, and Kate checked the machine beside her to make sure her heart was still beating. It was, and she was breathing, and she was alive.

Kate allowed herself to break down finally.

She sat down at the armchair beside the bed as some tears ran down her cheeks, but she refused to look away from Yelena.

God, the last few hours had been insane.

After her tears dried, Kate made herself comfortable since she had no intention of getting out of there any time soon. Yelena’s doctor came and went, and a nurse showed up to give her more medication, but that was about it. Kate was warned that Yelena might sleep through the rest of the day, but she refused to leave her side regardless of that. Someone brought her food after a while and Kate forced herself to eat since it had been hours since she ate anything, and she had to wander off at some point to find water.

Kate had no idea what time it was when Yelena woke up.

She stirred at first, groaned either in pain or confusion, before her eyes blinked open. Kate saw it all happen and waited to see Yelena coming back to the world of the living, however, the blonde fell asleep again before she even realized Kate was in the room with her. With a sigh, Kate rested back on her chair and waited a while longer.

It was an hour later before Yelena fully woke up, this time conscious enough to curse a word in what Kate thought was Russian since she had no idea what it meant - she assumed it was a curse because it sounded like one.

“Hey,” Kate called her out softly after watching Yelena turn her head from side to side to try to figure out where she was.

Yelena’s dark eyes found Kate a second later and the relief she saw washing down the blonde woman couldn’t be her imagination. It made sense, Kate thought, because Yelena did go to her when she needed, which meant she trusted Kate at least to some degree. However, in the few seconds that they just stared at each other, it was like everything that happened came crashing down on Yelena all at once.

“You took me to them, didn’t you?”

She sounded angry, which Kate had been prepared for. “I did, but-” Kate had to stop talking when Yelena made an attempt to get up from the bed. She jumped from her chair to reach out and hold her, but there was no need. The wires and Yelena’s own wound kept her from going too far. Yelena ended up falling back on the bed with a groan as she pushed Kate’s hands away from her. “Hey, take it easy. I didn’t tell them what happened, or your name, or who you are.”

“Like that matters,” Yelena bit back angrily. She was pressing a hand against her side, but her eyes were hard on Kate. “You took me to them.”

There was enough venom in her words to keep Kate from saying anything else right away, but she knew she wouldn’t have much time to do so. It was probably that a nurse would show up soon, alerted that Yelena’s vitals had peaked, and she couldn’t run the risk of having an angry assassin face people who saved her life.

“I’m sorry, but I had to.” Kate stared at her as if she was begging Yelena to understand. “You passed away and I was worried. I couldn’t patch you up alone, and going to a hospital seemed more dangerous because I didn’t know if the person that stabbed you was still after you or not,” she explained.

“He’s not around anymore,” was Yelena’s reply and Kate tried not to think what it meant.

“I was afraid that you might die, so… Here you are.” Kate finished talking by opening her arms to show around her, although she was sure there was no point in doing so. It looked like Yelena wasn’t done trying to stare into her soul.

“I told you I didn’t want to come here.”

“And what should I have done, then?” Kate snapped back, now feeling a bit angry as well - and fear… fear for what might happen now that Yelena was awake. “Let you die?”

The silence that followed was answer enough, which made Kate grimace and get up. She didn’t walk away from the woman lying in bed, but she started to pace around the room as the feelings from the day started to eat her from inside. Kate had been so worried, so afraid, so scared. If she had to take Yelena through the desert to save her, she would have. She would have crossed oceans, fought aliens, dodged bullets if she had to. If she had the time to. But Yelena was dying right in front of her and Kate made the best decision. She knew that, she knew it was the best.

“All I’m asking you, Yelena, is to understand that I couldn’t just let you die,” Kate ended up saying after pacing around for a few minutes to calm herself down. The blonde hadn’t tried to say anything in the meantime either. “You went to my apartment because you needed my help and that’s what I did. I did what I had to do.”

Yelena still didn’t look happy, although she didn’t keep the discussion going. Kate wouldn’t back down and she just knew Yelena wouldn’t either, and they would spend all day fighting over this. Kate took Yelena’s silence gladly, though.

“How are you feeling?” She asked after letting out a sigh.

“Like I was stabbed,” Yelena replied without missing a beat.

Kate let her shoulders drop in defeat. “Can you be more specific? I’ve never been stabbed.” She shouldn’t sound that sad about it, but the problem was that she had no idea how Yelena was holding up.

The spy smiled at her, now finding some humor at Kate’s expense, before she shrugged. “Tired and sore, but fine. I’ve been worse before.”

“You have?!”

Kate’s reaction was a bit exaggerated, she would admit, but she couldn’t imagine Yelena being in a worse state and still getting out of it alive. The woman in the hospital bed looked better than when Kate first encountered her, but she still assembled a ghost somehow. And who was there to help her the other times?

“Yes, Kate Bishop, I have,” Yelena teased her lightly. “That’s why I don’t think this was necessary.” She waved a hand around to show the expensive equipment measuring her vitals and giving her medication.

“Was I supposed to put a band-aid on it and call it a night?”

“Maybe kissed it better too to help it heal faster.”

Both women only stared at each other for several seconds, until Kate scoffed and shook her head at the blonde’s laid-back reaction to the entire thing. Kate ended up sitting down on the armchair again, breathing deeply. She reached out with one of her hands as if she was going to touch Yelena, but she stopped herself when her palm touched the soft blanket covering the other woman - she didn’t take it back, though.

“Are you ever going to tell me what happened?”

Dark eyes studied her face carefully before even providing an empty reply. “Things didn’t go as planned.”

“I’m so glad you gave me so many details,” Kate’s sarcastic comeback didn’t hold any surprise.

Yelena rolled her eyes. “I can’t give you details about my job, Kate Bishop. I told you, it kind of defeats the purpose of being a spy.”

The brunette could only sigh after that. She knew Yelena wouldn’t tell her what happened and there was no point in pressing the matter. She could, however, ask other questions. “Did you really think I would help you with that?”

“In my defense, it wasn’t that bad when I first got there. But I called out and you didn’t reply, so I could see you weren’t inside.” Yelena shrugged. “I thought you wouldn’t take that long, so I sat outside to wait. I must have fallen asleep.”

Kate blinked. “You fell asleep?!” She couldn’t keep the disbelief from her voice. Yelena fell asleep while bleeding out on her fire escape? Who was this woman? Did she not have any sense of self-preservation whatsoever?

The spy only nodded, wisely ignoring her outburst. “I woke up sometime before you showed up actually, but then I had already lost too much blood and it was hard to get up and go somewhere else. Then you showed up.”

Kate could only shake her head and mumble curses under her breath before she pinched her nose and exhaled harshly. “It’s a good thing I did, then,” she groaned out.

“Indeed,” Yelena added almost happily.

The brunette sighed again after that and brought her hands to her thighs as she made a move to get up. “I’m going to call the nurse to take a look at you. Make sure everything is fine other than your crazy head.”

Yelena took her comment as it was - a joke - and chuckled as Kate left the room to call someone. She had to stay out while people examined Yelena and she was fully surprised when everyone got out in one piece. She also hadn’t heard anyone screaming in pain or being smacked on the face, so she was sure that Yelena had behaved herself - which was even more surprising. When Kate entered the room again, the blonde was sitting on the bed, looking better than before with some color in her cheeks, and she was slowly eating what seemed to be a soup.

“Told you it wasn’t that bad,” Yelena commented as Kate sat down at the armchair again. “And they gave me two spoons, which is more than you have.”

Kate huffed and rolled her eyes while she placed her legs up, using the bedside frame to support her feet. “If they gave you soup, then it was bad.”

“I like soup,” the spy argued before blowing the hot liquid into her spoon.

Kate watched her for several minutes after that, just to assure herself that the woman was actually fine. Yelena didn’t seem in a rush to finish her food, taking small bites and making sure it was cold enough to eat every time. Kate could feel her muscles complaining after being tense all day long and after being awake for over twenty-four hours now, begging her to go to bed and rest, but Kate ignored all of it.

“I talked with the doctor on her way out,” she said after a while. “She told me you would need to stay here for another day or two, which gives me enough time to go home to feed Pizza Dog and clean up all the blood. I should also clean up the couch while I’m at it. I found it behind a dumpster,” Kate explained the last part as an afterthought when Yelena arched an eyebrow.

“I hope that’s not the first time you clean it.”

Kate wisely didn’t reply to that. “I will go tomorrow and set everything up.”

“What for?” Yelena looked at her briefly in curiosity.

“Well, for you to stay there,” Kate declared as if it was obvious, completely missing the way Yelena froze with the spoon a few inches from her mouth. “You will need to rest and I assume you don’t have a place in town since you’re always invading my apartment to steal my food.”

“I’m not staying a minute longer in this town than I have to, Kate Bishop,” the blonde quickly interrupted her. “I’m not even staying at this poor excuse of a hospital for longer than tonight, and I’m only staying because this soup is actually pretty good.”

Kate couldn’t hide her surprise even if she tried to. “What do you mean?”

“I came here for a job and I did it,” Yelena insisted as she went back to eating. “It’s done, so there’s no reason for me to stay.”

“I think that recovering from a stab wound is a good enough reason to stay for two more weeks or so.”

Kate couldn’t believe what she was hearing. It was crazy. Yelena couldn’t possibly be serious about that. She was injured, hurt, she needed to rest to have a full recovery. She didn��t scrape her knee, she was stabbed. She bleeds out. It wasn’t as simple as putting her shoulder back in place after falling from a building - which Kate unfortunately had the experience with.

Yelena, of course, wasn’t on the same page as her. “Maybe if I didn’t have somewhere else to be.”

“And where should you be?” Kate asked quickly.

This time, Yelena glared at her in a warning. “Somewhere else,” was her enraged reply.

However, it appeared that Kate lost completely the fear of death. “I can’t believe how stubborn you are,” she snarled. “You want me to believe you have somewhere else to go?”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Why do you keep coming into town? You said it the first time we met that it was the first time you ever came to New York, and then suddenly I blink and you’re inside my apartment again.” Kate lowered her legs and started waving around with her hands feeling restless. “What are you doing coming to New York so often?”

She could see the outline of Yelena’s tongue inside the woman’s mouth running from one cheek to another as if she was stopping herself from saying something and Kate was ashamed to admit she enjoyed the fact she made Yelena lose her temper like that. Her victory lasts only a few brief seconds though.

“And what do you suggest?” Yelena asked. “That I go home with you and we share your apartment until I’m, what, healed?”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m suggesting, Yelena.”

“Well, then take that stupid idea from your head quick, Kate Bishop.” The blonde’s nostrils flared. “I’m not a case of good-will.”

“I’m not saying you are,” Kate argued.

“Then stop acting like you’re trying to save me from something.” They stayed in silence while looking at each other, studying each other, until Yelena’s lips curled back almost as if she was disgusted by something. “I’m not going to your apartment to play ‘normal life house’. I’m a spy, that’s all I know how to do, and my work is all I have. So, once this soup is done, I’m going to leave this place and I will go to my next mission.”

“Taking a week break isn’t going to get you fired,” Kate said back. “Whatever your work is, I’m pretty sure it will still be there once you stop bleeding yourself out.”

“And why is that so important to you?”

“Is it so hard to believe that I care?”

Kate's answer caught them both by surprise. While Kate’s eyes widened, Yelena’s reaction was the opposite. Or, better said, lack of reaction. It was like staring back at Yelena in her kitchen from weeks ago - when all emotion seemed to leave her body, when it looked like there were no feelings inside her suddenly. Kate hated it. She hated it so much, and she hated it even more that she caused it twice now.

“You shouldn’t care,” Yelena ended up saying, voice void of anything. “That’s why I don’t get too close to people, because I know they will eventually ask me to leave it all behind for them.”

Kate wasn’t sure if Yelena intended to say the last part out loud, but she heard it regardless and it made her move in her chair to get closer to the bed. “I’m not asking you anything. I just want you to think about your own safety for a moment. You can stay in my apartment and recover. Once you feel like you’re good enough to go, you go. I won’t try to stop you, even if I’m pretty sure that your job is very, very, very, illegal.”

Whatever Yelena was about to reply was lost when there was a knock on the door. Kate jumped from her chair, but the other woman didn’t seem at all fazed by that - like she had heard someone coming. Kate looked to the door and then back to Yelena before sighing to herself and her incapacity to pay attention to her surroundings. Before she could think about walking over to open the door, though, it opened from the other side.

Clint’s head appeared a second after that.

“Hey,” he said, sounding uncertain while his eyes took in the scene in front of him. “I heard someone fell from the monkey bars.”

His joke wasn’t appreciated by Yelena, who just kept staring at him, but it brought a chuckle from Kate and she couldn’t hold herself to walk towards him to pull him into a hug. She wouldn’t normally do that, but she was so happy to see him there that she didn’t think too much about it.

“What are you doing here?”

“I caught a fly after you called me,” Clint explained. “Thought I might check in.”

He didn’t say if he was checking in on her or Yelena, but Kate knew he was talking about both from the way his eyes went to the hospital bed when they pulled apart. Yelena was the little sister of his deceased best friend, it was only fair that he would worry about her as well.

Yelena’s reply, though, wasn’t as welcoming. “Sup, loser?”

Clint fought against a smile that threatened to break free and shook his head. “Guess she’s fine,” he mumbled under his breath before looking at Kate. “Can we talk for a moment?”

“Sure.” Kate nodded and waved a hand to motion for them to step outside, but she paused to look back at Yelena before getting out. “Try not to run into anything sharp while I’m gone, okay?”

Clint looked like he enjoyed her joke as he waited just outside the door, arms crossed and legs slightly parted to give him a more serious stance. “So, care to explain to me why you and Yelena are playing with knives now?”

It took Kate several minutes to put his concerns to rest and make him believe Kate had nothing to do with what happened. She just tried to help Yelena. Which, of course, prompted more questions as to why exactly she was doing that - and her reply saying she’s not strong enough to move a body wasn’t appreciated as her other joke. Clint didn’t seem satisfied until Kate told him about how Yelena spared her life on the roof before, how she did the same with her later on, and how it just seemed like it was their thing by now.

“Just like her sister,” he had grumbled, although he didn’t sound angry. “And when were you going to tell me you have feelings for her?”

“What?!” Kate’s yell made two passing by nurses look at them with a grimace and a demand to keep quiet, but she barely paid it any attention. “I - What?! I don’t - I mean, it’s not like - I was just…” She would blame her sleep-deprived state for what she said next. “I mean, yeah, she’s beautiful and she’s funny, and I’m pretty sure she’s smart or she wouldn’t manage to be alive still with the job she has. I mean, I don’t know what’s her job really, but I suppose it’s… hard.” Kate couldn’t bring herself to stop talking. “Would I like it if she stayed around for more than a day at a time so I could take her out? Yeah, I mean, wouldn’t everyone? And she gets along very well with Pizza Dog, and I like her food. But I don’t have… feelings.”

Clint looked way too amused, which clearly meant he was just messing with her before. “Okay, Romeo, if you say so,” he teased her before tapping her shoulder in an almost paternal way. “Do you think you have a few minutes? I want to introduce you to the team.”

That’s how Kate ended up meeting every Avenger that was in the tower at that moment. She saw Peter again, remembering to thank him properly, and Sam, who looked amused to see her teasing Clint at every opportunity. There weren’t many people around, so your small tour didn’t take so long, but you were sporting a smile when you walked back to Yelena’s room. She even thought about more arguments to make her stay.

That’s also how Yelena went missing.

Well, not really missing. Somehow between Kate’s conversation with Clint and her wandering off, Yelena had slipped from her room, walked past the nurses and doctors, and just vanished. Kate caught the message that she hadn’t been kidnapped when she spotted the hospital gown neatly folded on top of the bed, but that didn’t keep her from worrying. Yelena had meds to take and she was just out of surgery, she shouldn’t be walking around.

“How did she escape?” Kate had asked when the entire team reunited at one of the large rooms.

“This building was made to keep people from coming in, not from stopping them from getting out,” Sam told her gently as a reminder. “And there’s not much we can do. She’s an adult and she left on her own terms.” He paused then to throw Kate a look. “She is an adult, right?”

Kate didn’t know how old Yelena was, she had no idea, but Clint had nodded his head and that has been it. Kate left not long after that, feeling disappointed and concerned, but not surprised. Clint walked with her to her apartment, but said he would try to catch a flight back home soon, and Peter promised to stop by later to help her clean up the mess in her firescape. As soon as she entered the apartment, though, Kate grabbed a bucket and walked over to her window to clean it all up while Clint played with Pizza Dog.

After she was done, Kate threw herself in her bed and fell asleep quickly.

Clint was gone in the morning.

Kate only saw Yelena again at the end of November. And, once again, she was taken by surprise when she entered her apartment and saw Yelena already inside.

They just looked at each other for a while. Yelena could see that Kate was angry and Kate was trying not to gush over her to see if she was fine. It was almost a standoff. Until the brunette closed the door behind her and threw her keys on the table where Yelena was sitting.

“You left,” Kate declared as an accusation while she walked over to grab a water bottle.

“I told you I was fine.”

“And now here you are,” Kate continued like she hadn’t said anything. “Again. After breaking in. Again.”

Yelena remained from saying anything else until Kate was facing her. “You changed your locks.”

Yes, Kate had done that. She thought about what Yelena said about being so easy to enter her apartment and decided to do something about it. Peter helped her to pick a better lock and then MJ helped her install it since she seemed to be the only one able to read instructions. Kate knew that people would still get inside if they really wanted to, but it was a start.

“But you didn’t put a lock in your window,” Yelena declared lightly. She was fishing for an explanation, that much was clear, but Kate made her ask for it. “Why?”

“Because I didn’t want you to come back here and think I was trying to keep you out.”

Her answer was honest. That had been her line of thinking. She wondered if Yelena would go away if she saw that Kate made an effort to keep her out and that made her forget the idea of putting something on her window. She didn’t want Yelena to be away, even when she was mad at her for being so reckless about her own well-being.

“Why are you mad that I’m back then?” The blonde shot her another question, although she seemed a bit surprised by her previous bluntness.

“I’m not mad that you’re back,” Kate said while she leaned against the sink to get more comfortable. “I’m mad because you left.”

“I told you I had to,” Yelena reminded her quickly.

“You did very little to explain to me why.” Kate waved a hand, suddenly feeling a bit nervous. “And then you were just… gone. You can’t keep coming into my life and leaving again anytime you feel like doing it, Yelena. Not when I care about you. That’s not fair.”

“I never asked you to care about me.”

“Well, that’s not your decision to make, is it?” Kate raised her brows. “But I thought-”

“What?” Yelena asked when Kate interrupted herself. “What did you think?”

Kate sighed heavily. “I thought we were friends. I wasn’t expecting you to ever come back, but you did, and you just kept coming back. And you kept leaving too. You keep leaving.”

“We can’t be friends, Kate Bishop,” Yelan declared after a pause where it seemed like she had gulped. “I’m not like you. I don’t walk around trying to save lives just because I know how to shoot an arrow.”

“So why do you keep coming here?”

Yelena’s jaw twitched visibly. “Maybe I couldn’t pay for a hotel,” was her final answer, something that made Kate scoff and roll her eyes.

“Fine, whatever.” She pushed herself away from the sink and put the untouched water bottle back inside the fridge. Kate went to put more food in the dog’s bowl, but she noticed it was already filled and the water beside it looked fresh. Great, now Yelena was taking care of her dog as well. When she strengthened her back, Kate looked livid. “What do you want from me?”

“Nothing,” Yelena said easily. “What do you want from me?” Having her question shot back at her made Kate pause and it was enough time to get Yelena talking again. “Don’t ask me to stop going away because I can’t do that.”

“I’m not asking you to do that,” Kate argued almost desperately. “All I’m asking you is to… I don’t know, text.”

One of Yelena’s eyebrows rose. “Text?”

“Yes! So I know you’re okay and didn’t get yourself killed.” Kate noticed she was about to start rambling, but couldn’t stop herself. “I’m not even going to ask you to call me, just text when you can. Say ‘hey’ so I know you’re alive, and then let me know when you’re going to be in town so I can actually clean up this apartment for once. Stay after dinner, I don’t know. Don’t run away when you have a stab wound. By the way, how’s that?”

“Fine,” Yelena replied when Kate paused her speech waiting for her to do so.

“Good! It would have been great if I received a text weeks ago so I could actually have a good night's sleep instead of worrying if you were dead because you got an infection or something like that.” Kate took a breath. “I don’t have to text you back if you don’t want to, that’s okay. Maybe I text you at the wrong time and it gets in the middle of your work, whatever that is, so I don’t have to.”

“How will I know if you’re okay and didn’t get yourself killed?”

Yelena’s question made Kate’s mouth hang open for several seconds before she snapped out of it. “Okay, so I can text you too!” She waved a hand, hit it on the counter unintentionally, and blushed. “Is this why you keep coming here?” It was a delayed thought, as if it had just occurred to Kate, but it somehow made sense and it also made her heart run a bit faster inside her chest.

The spy, though, just shrugged and said: “You’re interesting.”

“I-What?”

“You’re interesting,” Yelena repeated herself after Kate’s stutter. “You’re not very good at hand-in-hand combat, but you’re strong and fast. You’re good with a bow.” She shrugged again as if there was no more explanation needed.

Which was totally not the case. “That’s it? That’s why you kept coming back?”

“What else do you want me to say, Kate Bishop?”

Kate hesitated, but there was something in Yelena’s eyes that made her brave enough to ask: “Do you want to have those drinks you promised?”

“I didn’t promise you anything,” the woman remarked smartly. “But yes.”

Kate almost choked on her own saliva. “Nice,” was all she managed to say.

“Nice,” Yelena echoed, sounding amused by the reaction and the word.

“Tonight? Since you will probably be gone by tomorrow?”

Kate would need to take a shower and she had no idea if she had washed her nice clothes, but she would make it work. She would because she could feel that Yelena could become someone very important in her life and that wasn’t something that could be treated lightly. She had been attracted by Yelena since she first met her, she felt almost like there was something pulling her to the other woman, but Kate just knew - without knowing how she knew - that it could be more than that.

It certainly wasn’t love at first sight, but Kate wondered many times before if it could be just as impactful, so yes. She would take Yelena out for a few drinks even if she had to wear one of Clint’s old shirts if she had to.

However, Yelena’s response was quite surprising. “Actually…” The blonde stopped to take a deep breath. “I might stay around for another day if… If we have plans.”

That was meaningful. Very meaningful, Kate thought.

It was as if Yelena was giving her a glimpse of hope, something for Kate to grasp when the spy inevitably went away again.

Thankfully, Kate was oddly good at grasping things.

Hence her lack of surprise when Yelena suddenly opened her window the next Tuesday while Kate was sitting down on her couch watching a baseball game.

Once again, Kate didn’t hear her getting up the fire escape, but she had received a text from an unknown number - “because a spy using a formal phone number is stupid, Kate Bishop” - hours ago saying she would be there tonight. It has been over a week since they went out for drinks - “Is that our first date?” which was replied with a patient “I don’t steal nice clothes to hang out with friends, Kate Bishop” - and exactly a week since Yelena left New York again to ‘work’. She still hadn’t told Kate exactly what she did, but she left a note on Kate’s fridge when she left, saying she would come back once it was over.

There was no destination, no date of when she would be back, and Yelena signed it off with ‘mom’ in the end, but it was something. Kate knew she couldn’t ask her any of that because she didn’t know when her job would be done and it was risky to write down where she was going to or even her name. Kate would have to get used to that part of Yelena the same way the spy would have to learn how to sleep with a large and heavy dog sleeping on top of her.

“Are you in one piece?” Kate asked while she turned her head to look at the woman from over the back of the couch.

Yelena was just closing the window and kicking her shoes off after she felt the faint smell of lavender, but she nodded. “One entire piece, yes,” she replied. “You?”

“Locked my finger at a cab’s door.” Kate raised her hand to show her the bruised finger.

“Shooting finger?” Yelena sounded worried as she approached the couch.

Kate smiled when she leaned against the back of the couch, close to her head. “Nope.”

“Good,” the blonde nodded. “I’m hungry. Do you have mac ‘n cheese?”

“I do. Do you want to take a shower first?”

“Later,” Yelena said as she pushed herself away from the couch and walked back to the kitchen. She made a stop to pat Pizza Dog’s head and kiss his fur, and then kept going until she reached one of the cabinets. “Do you want some? I can use the wooden spoon to eat so you can have the fork.”

Kate wondered about it for a moment, even going as far as looking down at her stomach as if she was holding a conversation with it, before she agreed. “Sounds good.”

Yelena was gone two days later, another scribbled note hanging on Kate’s fridge letting her know she hadn’t run away again. It had started to snow and it was cold, which made Kate grimace in concern, but she knew Yelena knew how to handle herself. She also noticed her coat was gone from the hanger behind the door and she rolled her eyes when she had to go through Clint’s clothes to find something warm to wear outside.

Kate spent all day following a guy whose wife was sure he was cheating -  although Kate was following him for two weeks now and only saw him getting in and out of work - and she was almost heading back home when she heard the police sirens going off. A second later, Spider-Man past her in his web and Kate didn’t think twice before finding an empty alley to change her clothes and follow him. Together, they stopped a kidnapping from happening and a bank robbery while they were at it, and they high-fived before parting ways. Peter said he had a date with MJ and Kate needed to feed her dog.

Later that night, she received a text from another unknown number asking how things were, so Kate considered it was safe enough to text Yelena back. She told her everything was fine and then asked her if she would be gone for too long because Christmas was just around the corner. Yelena only replied the next day, from another number, saying she didn’t celebrate Christmas but asking Kate if she did. Kate said that she used to love it when she was a kid, but now she just enjoyed the food - it also reminded her that it has been a year since her mother was arrested.

Surprisingly, Yelena sent another text right away saying that she would try to get her job done soon and that was it. Kate didn’t try to contact her again since she knew it was very likely that Yelena got rid of the new number as well, and Yelena didn’t reach out for another few days. It made Kate wonder if the spy saw her little adventure with Spider-Man on TV somewhere and wanted to make sure she was okay, which made Kate blush like a schoolgirl.

The Avengers threw a Christmas party on Christmas Eve and Kate was invited to it, much to her surprise. Peter swore up and down that it hadn’t been him to got her the invitation, but her question was answered when she entered the tower and saw Clint standing there with a smile. Almost everyone was there, even the members of the team from the freaking space, and Kate had a great time. Peter had taken MJ, Carol was having fun trying to get Thor drunk, Sam was silently talking with an elderly man at the corner, Bruce and Pepper were making sure everyone was behaving, and, overall, it had been a great night. At the toast, they remembered the ones that weren’t with them anymore.

Tony.

Natasha.

And the ones that couldn’t be there that night because they had things going on in their lives - either getting it back on track, dealing with a more pressing matter somewhere else or who they just couldn’t reach out to for some reason. Shuri, Scott, Wanda, Stephen.

Food was great also, and Carol gave everyone a little memoir saying it was her job as their leader to make them live to see another Christmas. Kate was surprised to gain the small keychain, but she accepted it with a smile - and watery eyes, but whatever. After that, Clint walked her to her apartment again and they chatted about how their lives were going. Kate asked the man if he wanted to crash into her apartment, but he said he managed to convince someone to give him a ride home with one of the quinjets so he could be there when his kids woke up, so they parted ways with a wave and a promise to visit soon.

When Kate entered her apartment, she immediately spotted Yelena sitting by the floor playing with Lucky while the old puppy waggled his tail and tried to lick her face.

“Hey,” Kate greeted her while closing the door. “Didn’t know you would be here. Did you get here too long ago?”

Yelena looked up from the dog when he ran to greet Kate as well, jumping on her legs, and smiled. “I got here a few minutes ago. I even saw you walking here with Barton.” Pizza Dog ran to grab one of his toys and brought it to Yelena, who chuckled while she tried to take it from his mouth. “I couldn’t get another phone, that’s why I didn’t tell you I would be here.”

“That’s okay.” Kate smiled as she watched Yelena throw the toy across the apartment, only to see Pizza Dog standing in front of her looking at it with his tongue out and not a single sign that he would run to grab it. Yelena huffed, which made Kate laugh and walk over to the kitchen counter where she had hidden a bag earlier that day. “Hey, boy, over here.” The dog looked at her and barked when he saw Kate holding a new toy, and he practically skidded over the floor in his heist to get to her. “Merry Christmas, Lucky.” She put the fake corn into his mouth and he gladly walked away to jump on the couch to chew on it.

“Oh, man!” Yelena cooed from where she was still sitting on the floor. “That’s cute.”

She was too busy looking at the dog to pay attention to Kate approaching her, so the brunette had to wave around with the other object inside the bag to get Yelena to look at her. Once she did, the first thing Yelena saw was a fork very close to her face, so her eyes raised to meet blue ones - she did a very fast pause to stare at Kate’s lips but no one could blame her for that.

“What’s that?” The Russian asked as her hand raised to take it from Kate’s fingers.

“A fork,” the other woman replied the obvious. “Now you have your own.”

She didn’t wait for Yelena to say anything. Kate simply turned around and started putting the things inside the bag away. She had bought plastic cups so she wouldn’t have to wash the three she had, and something to help her take Pizza Dog’s fur from the couch, and a new curtain since the one in her bedroom was too thin. Kate knew she had access to her family’s money since her mother was in jail, but she tried not to use it since she didn’t want to have anything to do with the woman. She supposed that going on a Christmas shopping spree was a good enough reason to use some of it, though.

Since she had her back turned, Kate missed the look on Yelena’s face. The wonder that colored her features, the soft smile that curled her lips up, the glint in her eyes, the way her entire body seemed to relax in a way it never did before. Kate had no idea she had just gifted Yelena the best gift ever. A fork, a simple fork, that meant much more.

To Yelena, it meant future, something she never had before. Yelena lived one day at a time, not sure what the next one might entail, not sure where she would be or how. She didn’t make plans because there wasn’t anything out there for her.

Now, though, she had a fork.

A stupid fork that was hers in Kate Bishop’s apartment.

She still thought it was ridiculous that the woman had one set of cutlery - and now another fork - but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to think that Kate Bishop was quite interesting - charming, even.

“Did you eat?” Kate asked from the kitchen where she was putting a few things away. “I ate already, but I have mac ‘n cheese or we could order something for you.”

Yelena decided she wanted to stay.

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And All The Girls Dream That They'd be Your Partner (1/?)

Plot: What happens when Yelena Belova and Kate Bishop accidentally bumped into each other on the way to their separate jobs at the end of November?

Ships: Yelena Belova/Kate Bishop

Words: 1.7k words

Notes: Hi everyone I am sorry for not posting on both Tumblr and Wattpad, I have been so burnt out for the past few weeks and my motivation has hit an all time low. So as a treat, here's a Bishova fic. I hope you guys enjoy this fanfic <3

New York City, Somewhere during the last week of November.

Yelena wakes up to the sound of her alarm going off for the second or third time in a row, she has lost count. She sits up straight and groans in annoyance as she stretches her limbs to the point that you can hear her joints pop, Yelena grabs her phone and once her vision clears she notices that it’s already a quarter to ten. She’s late, Yelena is late for work.

“Cука!” Yelena exclaimed as she realises that she’s late for work, Yelena works for Bon Appetite as a Chef and Editor. Yelena loves cooking and it’s her love language, whenever someone tells her that they’re gonna come over for lunch or dinner. Yelena would rush to the grocery store to buy the things she needs so she can make either a meal or some pastries while her friends are over. 

Yelena quickly grabbed her stuff and ran out of her apartment, seconds later she rushes back inside cause she forgot something, her set of kitchen knives. “Damn it, my knives!” She exclaimed as she grabbed her set of kitchen knives that she uses and ran back outside of her apartment.

As she left the building, she started brisk walking, muttering things in Russian looking around as the pace of her walking quickens and quickens as if she’s like Sonic the hedgehog.

Enter Kate Bishop, a personal trainer at a gym in New York. She is also late for work, but she’s riding a bike on her way to the gym. Her heart starts pumping like crazy as she quickly pedals her bike.

“HEY!”

“WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING!!”

“The Mayor of New York should ban you from riding bikes!” 

Those were the comments she was getting from every New Yorker she got today, and all Kate did was look behind them and yell “Sorry!” then go on. While biking she was distracted by a piece of gum that stuck to the wheel of her bike and tried to take it off, when all of a sudden she looks up and collides with Yelena. Kate and her bike fall on top of Yelena, they both groan in pain. 

“Oh my God, I am so sorry!” Kate apologises as she gets up from her bike “Watch where you’re going, Jesus.” Yelena barks back, brushing  the dirt off her shoulders and stretching. 

“Excuse me, you watch where you’re going. You were literally running like a damn cheetah.” Kate answers back, Yelena lets out an offended gasp at Kate’s response. “I am sorry, I wasn’t the one who is riding her bike like I am in the Tour de France or something. Watch your tone!” Yelena grumbles, grabbing her bag from Kate and brisk walking away from her cause she doesn’t want to be late for whatever she has going on at work. Kate just stood there and watched Yelena walk away from her sight which made her zone out, she then realises she has to go to work as well “Shit.” Kate mumbled to herself not being time sensitive, she got on her bike and started to bike to the gym she works in.

Meanwhile at the Bon Appetit headquarters, Yelena makes her way to the meeting room dodging people in her way. Yelena opens the door and sees that the meeting has started “Sorry, I was late. New York was very… Let’s say… crowded.” Yelena says, sitting next to Helen. Quentin Quire, who is the CEO of Bon Appetit just side eyes Yelena’s excuse for being late “Yeah… Just don’t do that again, okay Belova? I don’t want us to be rotting in a meeting room that’s colder than Antarctica waiting for people like you, Moving on! It’s the last week of November which means next week is December, and you know what holiday falls on december? Christmas! I know there are people in this room who don’t celebrate Christmas, but still… Christmas.” Quentin says to the group, he turns around and starts to write something on the whiteboard. 

The sound of the whiteboard marker making contact with the whiteboard lowkey starts to bother and annoy Yelena, not to mention the freshly refilled ink is stenching up the room “Eugh.” Yelena quietly gags. “OKAY! I need plans, ideas for videos, the website, anything fire when ready!” Quentin says, snapping his fingers to grab people’s attention. “Belova, you.” Quentin points at Yelena who is jotting down ideas in her notebook, Yelena looks up and looks around the room and points at herself. 

“Me?” She asks, Yelena clears her throat and looks down at the notes “How about we uh… Make a highlight of different dishes and pastries of each holiday tradition on the website? And for the youtube channel, we do videos related to those different dishes and pastries?” Yelena suggested, tapping her pen on the blank page of the notebook she has. Yelena’s suggestion made the room quiet, the silence has never been this loud. Quentin just looks at her and nods in agreement “Okay, does anyone have thoughts on Yelena’s suggestion?” Quentin asks the people in the room, no one is saying a word at this point. 

“No one? Okay, if no one has any ideas left we’re sticking to Yelena’s idea. You are also one of the head chefs so try making some dishes and give it to the head writer and such, now will you excuse me I need to buy tickets for Dazzler’s Eons Tour, you guys should listen to her new album The Suffering Bards Ministry.” Quentin says with a shit eating grin, calling an end to this meeting.

After the meeting, Yelena along with Helen, Bucky, and his boyfriend Sam decided to go out for coffee at a coffee shop near the building. “Quick question, why were you late earlier?” Bucky asks Yelena, grabbing a bite of his Croissant. Yelena rolls her eyes, taking a sip of her coffee. “I overslept through my alarm and then Some girl who thinks she’s Lance Armstrong during Tour de France ran me over with her bike.” Yelena says furrowing her brows, Bucky and Sam look at each other and back at Yelena “Yikes, good thing you didn’t sustain any injuries.” Sam says.

“Yeah my butt just hurts, she fell on top of me.” Yelena mentions.

“Can I just say something?” Helen says, grabbing the attention of Yelena, Bucky, and Sam. “What?” Bucky asks, tilting his head.

“I liked it better when Scott was the CEO of this company.” Helen mentions taking a sip of her coffee, the three agreed to what Helen said “Totally, I am sick and tired of Quentin’s sorry ass being so righteous.” Sam comments, “I get that he’s trying to be a cool and hip CEO for the younger generations but he is failing at that aspect.” Bucky mentions looking around his surroundings “What about you, Lena?”

Yelena nods in agreement “No, I totally agree with everything you’re saying guys. Scott was a better boss and CEO, I’d rather have a cringey guy run the company than some pink mohawk hair dude with a superiority complex.” Yelena says, her phone lights up and it’s an Email from Quentin which made her groan in annoyance “Are you joking me right now? He wants the recipes sent to him within the week!” Yelena complains as she stands up “Now will you excuse me, I have to buy the ingredients I need for the dishes and stuff.” Yelena says, putting her phone back in her bag and leaving the others.

Hours have passed, Kate finally heads home to her apartment where Lucky has been waiting for her “Hey buddy!” Kate crouches down to pet Lucky and scratches his head “I know I missed you too!” Kate giggles and stands up as she walks around her apartment. Kate slumps on the couch letting out a sigh as she looks at her calendar realising it’s the last week of november “Can you believe it? It’s the last week of november and then next week it’s december then christmas is right around the corner.” Kate says to herself as she frowns, Kate is celebrating her first christmas after breaking up with some guy and she doesn’t have plans on visiting her parents this christmas as well. Kate could celebrate Christmas with The Bartons but Clint told Kate beforehand that they’re celebrating the holidays in Florida. 

Kate looks down and sees Lucky infront of her carrying his bowl, which made her smile seeing the dog hold it is cute in her eyes “Looks like we’re spending Christmas together, huh buddy?” Kate says as she stands up from the couch and grabs dog food from the counter for Lucky to have. Kate checks the cabinet and notices she has ran out of food, she only has one pack of ramen left. “Looks like I need to go to the grocery again.” Kate mutters to herself as she cooks the last pack of ramen, once that’s done she heads to the living room and spends her time watching the news all bundled up with Lucky.

Yelena on the other hand, is in her apartment busy with making recipes for Bon Appetit, her kitchen is a mess and so far she has done one out of the ten dishes and pastries she jotted down. “Damn it.” Yelena sighs, wiping the sweat off her forehead as she looks at her flour covered surface, her kitchen knives are all over the place, and the pots and pans piling up the sink from yesterday as well. “I am calling this a day, I will just message Quentin that I made one dish that I haven't tasted yet…” Yelena says to herself, grabbing a clean spoon from the drawer, she tasted the dish she made tonight which is a quiche and shuddered “...That's… Eugh… Doesn't taste good.” Yelena says, throwing the food down the trash.

Yelena starts to clean her workspace up, wash the dishes and place them in the right places. Yelena started to freshen up and took a shower as well, after that she sent the Email to Quentin and headed to bed for another day at work.