She drops her chin to Melinaβs shoulder. Her eyes going closed, while she soaks up the physical contact.
βWere you safe?β Yelena worries. She canβt help it. Seeing Melina always brings her right back to being six years old.
@NatTheSpyder Thereβs a loud sigh as she moves to pull back. Though, the hand rubbing across her back does feel nice.
βShe gets you all the time. Itβs not fair.β And maybe, sheβs pouting like a small child would. Sue her.
@NatTheSpyder Yelena's mind screams at her to shove the other woman away. But she merely stays frozen in place, body tense and rigid.
"Whatever makes you happy." She responds through a clenched jaw. Because Natasha has always been selfish in this way. A one track mind.
@NatTheSpyder She's not the happiest right now. Not when she thought she'd be getting Natasha all to herself. But then there's Wanda... and the annoying group of men. And they always are around β interrupting with no apology.
"Maybe because you took my weapon?" Lies, all lies.
@NatTheSpyder Yelena shoots her sister a death glare when the knife is taken from her. She's really not in the mood for sisterly antics β but when has Natasha ever cared.
"Suka..." She puffs out her cheeks, willing her temper to die down. "Why don't you train with your girlfriend?"
@NatTheSpyder She stops spinning around the knife once Natasha sits beside her. A gesture made toward the sharp but spotless blade of it.
"There is no blood. I'm not killing." Her accent comes out thicker than normal, eyes glancing to the redhead.
@NatTheSpyder Yelena raises her eyes from studying the movement of her knife. Her fingers never ceasing their motion.
"Wouldn't you like to know, big sister."