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V day!! Whoa!!!!!

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*Yelena and Kate enter a dive bar*

Yelena : Look, I know you’re disappointed Kate Bishop but could we at least have a drink.

Kate,in a scuba diving suit: I would like to leave, please.

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Yelena, walking into the bedroom with Kate’s Nintendo switch: help.

Kate: are you stuck on the boss?

Yelena: no.

Kate: what do you need help with?

Yelena, sitting down handing Kate the switch: how do I kill people off in this game? I need to get rid of all of them.

Kate: Yelena, baby, this is animal crossing.

Yelena: exactly. Which button is stab?

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(x).

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Clint would agree

(this dialogue seemed fit to swap lol)

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Okay Hailee give us Bishova canon then

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the last time yelena held a crayon was when she was six years old and had hello kitty bandages on both her knees. natasha had given them to her. saved her allowance so yelena could have crayola instead of roseart. so she could be like all the other kids in her class. god, she had whined so much after that first day of school when they all emptied their pretty packs of crayons and all she had was the watered down wax. it’s the same thing, her mother had argued. it’s the same damn thing. but natasha got her the right crayons anyways. she colored everything blue just like natasha’s hair. maybe that’s why it hurt so bad to look at the sky.

clear, cerulean blue was sprawled over central park. yelena kept her eyes to the ground. well, more specifically, she kept her eyes on the sheet of paper she was scribbling away on with a purple crayon. kate was laying across from her, leaned over a sketchbook and so deep in concentration she kept bumping yelena’s forehead with her own… or maybe that was on purpose. she absently wondered how long it would be until she couldn’t bear to see the color purple. at least she’d only really have to worry about it in when the flowers bloomed…

her hand stilled.

“yelena, the timer hasn’t stopped. you have to keep going until it stops.”

she couldn’t move. the panic settled like ice in her bones. fanny stirred near her, put her head on the small of yelena’s back.

she was going to lose another color. a color that wasn’t always watching over her head, a color that was only here half way through the year, a color that would barely bring her comfort.

“yelena?”

“i couldn’t do it again, kate bishop.” she doesn’t look up.

“do what? i told you, you don’t have to be good at art for this game.”

“katie…” fucking pitiful, but it does the trick: gets what yelena needs without having to say the words. kate paused the timer of her phone and sat up, tugging the paper away from yelena.

“you never said you could draw,” she scrutinized yelena’s gesture drawings of kate and the dogs. yelena squirmed out from under fanny and closer to kate. she couldn’t help the insistent need to be closer. always closer.

“it passes the time,” it gets the grief out. “i just use pencils, charcoal though.”

“no color?”

yelena sighed, feels the weight of the sky. she did look up, stared into that unwavering blue, “it’s easier without.”

and like most conversations with yelena, kate knew there was a double meaning. she took yelena’s hand, her thumb swiping soft across a scar on the backside, “do you want to see what i made?”

yelena gave a slow nod. kate sheepishly unveiled her crude attempt at drawing. yelena covered her mouth with her hands, trying desperately to stifle her laughter.

kate swatted at yelena, pouting, “it is not that bad! look, see, here’s clint and -“

“wait, that is clint? i thought,” this time the laughter does bubble up, “kate, isn’t that lucky?”

“oh, well…” kate rotated the paper back and forth next to where lucky was lazily sprawled on the blanket, “maybe?”

now kate was laughing, her head tossed back, the light shining on her face. and god, kate wasn’t just purple. she was absolutely every starburst of color. yelena could never be without a reminder of her. how could she ever think otherwise?

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Clint: Hey have you deleted your social media accounts?

Kate: No, why

Clint: I couldn’t find your page the other day.

Kate: Oh it’s probably because I’ve changed my name on them

Clint: What, why?

Kate: Well since everything with my mom came to light Bishop isn’t doing so well and I wanted to distance myself from it all

Clint: Makes sense, what have you changed it to now then?

Kate: Belova. Kate Belova on Facebook and Belova’s archer on Instagram

Clint: As in Yelena Belova?

Kate: Yeah it made sense you know, I mean legally it’s been Belova since the wedding anyway.

Clint *eyebrow twitching dangerously*: What wedding?

Kate: Oh it was for a mission but we decided we were happy staying married so here we are.

Clint *dad mode activated*: You mean to tell me that you and Yelena have been secretly married?

Kate: I mean we live-streamed it if that helps?

Clint *grabbing his bow*: Nope.

Kate: Clint what’s with the bow?

Clint: It’s going to help me in my talk with Yelena

Kate: Clint no! You can’t attack my wife!

Clint *putting the bow down*: Fine!

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walk Lucky and Fanny٩( ´︶` )( ´︶` )۶ (and they’ll get some bread for breakfast

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Yelena, pointing a gun: Where is Kate Bishop?!

Skrull!Kate: What—? I'm right here!

Yelena: Who finished the pineapple pizza last night?

Skrull!Kate: Shit. Did you want one?

Yelena, shooting her on the leg: Where is she?

Skrull!Kate: What the fuck, 'Lena?

Yelena: Kate would not eat Pineapple on Pizza even if it is last food on earth. Get down—tell me where she is.

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Bullseye 🎯

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Only for you, Kate. No for others.

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Kate: You can't break my window every time you show up.

Yelena: That is not true.

Kate: Yelena, this is the tenth time you've done it and the month isn't over yet.

Yelena: Then you should leave the window as it is.

Kate, giving her the keys to her apartment: Here, use them.

Yelena: No, I like the window.

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