Yelena tucks the phone into her pocket and pads her way back to the room they've been sharing. "Hey," she whispers, slipping under the blankets to wrap herself around him, not all so unlike she had become a backpack for him; she's certainly small enough against him for it, at any rate.
"Miss me?" she murmurs softly into his ear, her cheek pressed against his own.
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.
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.
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With you coming back to bed?
move to action, or no?
yes sure, if you want to!
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"Miss me?" she murmurs softly into his ear, her cheek pressed against his own.
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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
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Re: ❤️
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.
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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.
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"It is very cold," she agrees with a nod against him. She presses her lips in a soft kiss at his shoulder.