It's so different from anything he's used to. So new, even if they've had stolen moments like this before.
Not completely though, because there was always trepidation and fear, and the Soldier doesn't always know how to act- but when she climbs into bed, pressing close to him, he can't imagine this could be wrong.
"I did". he answers plainly, pressing back against her. 'i always miss you when you're not around .
“You are so sweet,” she says, nuzzling at his neck. “And warm,” she adds with an amused huff, curling her fingers into the material of his shirt.
Yelena settles there with him, pressing her forehead against the back of his neck and just breathing him in. She knows it won’t last, but these small moments of peace are a blessing she wants to soak in.
You don’t have to always go with me. And you make compromises to do things out with me. You’ve come so far, and being social isn’t easy for everyone and that’s okay. You aren’t holding me back from anything, I promise.
Missing her was one of the first emotions he learned. It was intense feeling that felt overwhelming. It's not as bad now that they've escaped together, but he still feels it when she's not around.
The next thing he learned was relief, which is what he's feeling now as she settles in against him. He can let go of the outside world for a moment when she's curled around him.
"You're chilly." He nuzzles her, tightening his arms around her to warm her up.
Emotions are messy, and Yelena does her best most days to box hers up inside her head, but it's rather often they spill out across her face, into her body language, and sometimes in tears on her cheeks. She tries to help him, as things go on, because being a person, instead of a weapon, is so very overwhelming for both of them, in their own different ways. Sometimes, she thinks she has it better, more of a foundation for that messiness because of how blank-slated his handlers had always made him.
"It is very cold," she agrees with a nod against him. She presses her lips in a soft kiss at his shoulder.
And I always will be. You can trust that. Yes, I do not want to hurt you, but... in my opinion, given our histories, lying would be more harmful in the end.
It’s okay, I get it. I can do that about things sometimes, too. It is a very specific and narrow view the both of us have of the world at large. We can always talk things through, though, any time you want or need to.
I feel like you handle it so much better than I do. And I know it's not because you have a different experience, but you're just bright and alive despite it all. And here I am, being such a downer, getting stuck up here for reasons I should be able to move past.
And it's hard for me to talk about because it sounds so terrible.
After our respective captured with our agencies, I was technically more socialized than you. Not in good ways, necessarily, Dreykov did like putting us girls against each other just as much as he wanted to make sure we could work in tandem as units. But until you became close to me… until we broke out, you were so much more isolated.
I am not laying excuses at your feet, solnyshko, but it is an understandable thing that sometimes the social situations are more overwhelming for you, in my opinion. Moving past things is not easy. And you have come so far from before. Don’t discourage yourself.
Words are hard. Explaining feelings is even worse. But I can listen. And I will not judge you. I love you, moy soldat. I would do anything for you.
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