The following is a collection of One-Shots that I have created about Black Widows Yelena Belova x Reader (You). If you have any suggestions for topics I should cover, please let me know! I hope you enjoy it!
Summary: You are completely powerless when it comes to controlling your anxiety. As soon as Yelena gets home from a long work day, she goes out of her way to make you feel better in any way she can.
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The feeling that something had taken control of you was unsettling; your anxiety had returned. You leaned over the sink as you stood in the bathroom, resting your hands on either side for support. Running the faucet was your attempt to drown out your throbbing heart. Rather than feeling it in your chest, you could feel it in your head.
You felt as if you were spinning with every beat. Your breathing was labored. While in a state of stress, you weren't aware of how long it had been; time seemed to go by quickly. Before Yelena arrived, you were trying to control the situation. She would come home before you were able to alleviate your anxiety.
As you lifted your head, you heard an unexpected noise reverberating throughout the apartment. Upon inserting the key into the front door, the lock shifted as it opened with a beaming voice resonating throughout the apartment. Yelena. Your Yelena.
"Honey, I'm home!" Yelena shouted as you stared at yourself in the mirror. As a result of crying, you had grown pale, your eyes bloodshot.
"Malishka?" Yelena called again, and you remained silent. You knew she would be looking for you. It was apparent you could buy yourself time if you responded. Yelena was persistent.
"I'm in the bathroom" You managed to get Yelena's attention. There was a rustling sound in the apartment until a shadow appeared over the gap at the bottom of the door. It was her.
"Can I come in?" Asking softly, she knocked on the door.
"No, no, baby! I'll be out in a minute."
"But...but I've missed you."
"I know, I know. I'm just.."
"I'm coming in; you always let me in!" When you were on the toilet or in the shower, Yelena would just walk into the bathroom without a second thought. You would often find her sitting on the floor, talking to you, or joining you in the shower.
"Hi, Krasotka! How was your da...Hey... What's happened, Liybimaya?" Her loving smile quickly faded away, and she never panicked when something went wrong. Her automatic reaction was to go into crisis mode. Whenever something went wrong, she was the first to try to fix it. She was an expert at fixing things, or at least she tried.
"I'm okay, baby. I'm okay."
"Hey.. you aren't okay. I can tell. Anxiety again? Mhm?" She knew you like the back of her hand. Her eyes oversaw you and your movements as she approached slowly. Her arms slowly encircled your waist after she got to you. Her chin resting on your shoulder blade, she smiled at you in the mirror. You were weak and powerless in her arms.
