Elizabeth Olsen Imagines :)

Spill your Guts or Fill your Guts

Y/n POV

Lizzie and I have been dating for almost 2 years now but nobody knew except family and close friends, like the marvel cast. We both wanted to keep us a secret, so we'd have each other to ourselves. Since the both of us are celebrities, a lot of people would want to know stuff about us. For example, who we're dating. The fans speculated that we were dating but we'd always say we were just best friends, to which they never believed.

We were on 'The Late Late Show with James Corden' tonight to promote our new movie. So here we are, playing Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts, sitting around a table full of disgusting food. Bird saliva, cow tongue, 1000-year-old egg, cod sperm, a massive grasshopper and a bunch of other disgusting food.

It was Lizzie's turn to ask me a question. Lizzie gave me 1000-year-old egg, fun. She grabbed a card for the question, she tried to hold in her laugh but failed. "Y/n," she paused, blushing a bit. "A few days ago, you and Elizabeth Olsen were spotted outside, holding hands while you kiss her cheek. Some people say you kissed her cheek in a friendly way, some say you kissed her in a romantic way. So Y/n, which is it? Friendly kiss or romantic kiss?" Lizzie asked with her face still a bit pink, knowing the answer but pretended not to. The audience was cheering loudly. I look over at Lizzie who was raising her eyebrows at me, wondering if i'd spill the beans. I looked at the egg and took a small bite of it, instantly regretting it. "That's horrible." I said, slightly gagging. "You do know not answering is basically saying that you kissed my cheek in a romantic way?" "Or maybe I just didn't want to hurt your feelings saying that the kiss was a friendly one, since you have such a huge crush on me." I say jokingly. "Haha." Lizzie says with a straight face, which I thought wasn't possible because she's ga-

It was my turn to ask a question for Lizzie. "What shall I give you, my Queen?" i ask, already knowing what I'll give her. "Please go easy on me." "Okay Adele." I spin the turntable making the grasshopper land on her. "Voilà, for you." I say with a cheeky smile. She glares at me "Come on, I said go easy. There's no way I'm eating this." "Well too bad." I grab a card and read the question out loud.

"Elizabeth Olsen, you have been single for a suspiciously long time, perhaps it's because you're focusing on your career or maybe because a special someone hasn't entered your life yet. But we wouldn't know because you haven't said anything yet. So
Elizabeth Olsen, is there a special someone and who is it?" Lizzie bites her lip knowing she'll have to answer this one because there is no way she eating that grasshopper. "There is a special someone." She says, the audience going wild. "Well who is it?" "It's you, my love." She smiles at me.

The audience goes even more wild, jaws dropping and people shouting 'I knew it!'. I feel like a massive weight has been taken of my shoulders, most likely Lizzie's too. The audience start chanting "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!". I look at Lizzie and stand up, she stands up too. We meet at the middle and kiss, audience cheering and clapping. We knew people would have tons questions and some who weren't okay with this. But we didn't care, we're free.