Nat x Wanda x Yelena One Shots

Cheater • Y.B.

"Really, thank you Tasha" I thanked her, she nodded before walking to her room. She hurt for her sister as well, but tough love is exactly that. Tough.

I knelt down slowly, Yelena had her head in her hands. No matter how much pain I felt, my heart shattered knowing she hurt too. No matter if she put herself in this place or not. I needed her as well.

She wouldn't look at me, she didn't like others seeing her cry. Not even Natalia. So I sang.

"So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die""

I put my arms around her, her breathing slowed. But the tears kept rolling.

"I'm sorry" she whimpered

"I don't know why, I thought she was you. I swear I did. I swear on my life, please y/n forgive me. Please. I'll never drink again, I'll spend my weekends with you. Please." She cried wrapping her arms around me.

I wrapped my arms around her as well. I knew better than to give her another chance, but I was a person who forgave without thinking of consequences.

And in all honesty, I missed her as well. Natasha would have to force me out of bed for training at times, bring food to my room because I refused to go downstairs at other times.

In all honesty, I wanted so badly to be the girl who knew what was right for herself. Took care of herself first before others. Wouldn't turn back to a toxic ex, well in this case, cheating. But I wasn't, I was y/n. I fell in love with a girl who cheated, I fell in love with a girl who could possibly cheat again. But the thing was... anyone could.

Anyone could cheat on me, at least now I would have the upper hand on distance and know the signs of her going off.

So I did, I gave her a second chance.

"I love you, Yelena Belova." I told her, she smiled widely

"Does that mean-"

"I'll give you another chance... but there's no more after this-" I didn't even finish my sentence before she smashed her lips onto mine. Tears running down her cheeks as I wiped them with my thumbs. She had a death grip on me.

"No more drinking-"

"No, god no. I just want you, nothing else but you." She shook her head.

"Great, because if I ever see my sister crying like that again, I will kill you. Ca'peesh?" Tony said behind me, Yelena nodded

And that was that, it took us months to repair everything, and even longer to begin being intimate again. I would think of her hands in the other girls pants and call everything off. She respected it, each and every time.

As soon as I would give off even a hint of being uncomfortable, Yelena would immediately grab the tv remote and turn it on so I wouldn't have to tell her.

We do and did everything to keep ourself honest and our relationship healthy, which ultimately meant Yelena had to stop drinking for my trust to be regained. And for a Russian, I realized that was hard, so I told her she was only allowed to drink if I, my brother, or her sister were around. Which was all the time, perks of working and living together.

She hasn't minded it. So everything is better than before, happier than before. Trust is falters but none of the less, being regained.

"What are you thinking about, princess?" Yelena asked looking down as she had her arm draped over my back protectively holding my body flush against hers as she channel surfed.

"Nothing worth mentioning." I replied, she shrugged to give me my space before kissing my forehead and laid her head upon mine as she channel surfed.

"I love you, lyubov moya" she said suddenly and unexpectedly. I smiled before replying.

"I love when you call me that." I blushed

"Good, because you are and always will be. Your the love of my life, the light, I don't know what I would have done if my stupid decision-"

"Shh, it's in the past." I whispered lifting my head a bit to give her a peck on the lips.

"Yes but-"

"No buts... I love you, and I forgave you, okay?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll spend the rest of my life making up the hurt I caused you. And regaining your trust." She said once more, a bit more stern. As if to say this is what she was going to do and there was nothing I could say or do about it.

She pecked my lips before I rested my head on her chest, listening to her heart beat. I closed my eyes, lulling myself to sleep with the rhythm.

"You don't know how much you mean to me, lyubov moya..." she whispered before I drifted off