afterwards : y.b

i really came back after a few months and decided pain, huh? but in honour of my love florence pugh’s bday - here’s a yelena piece

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yelena decides to go visit a place that brings her peace, only to find another there. (contains black widow and hawkeye spoilers) 1.1k

Leaning against the sink, Yelena blinks rapidly staring at her reflection. Immediately she notes the surroundings have changed, the wallpaper is different, the mirror she looks into differs entirely from mere seconds ago.

With a heavy sense of unease, she wanders out from the bathroom to see a family sitting there.

“Yelena,” The woman rises to her feet whilst her partner takes a hold of their child, backing away from the scene. “you’re back?”

“I, what’s happened?” Yelena manages to ask, bewildered by the reactions presented. “I just went in there and,” Trailing off, the woman helps her toward the couch and proceeds to explain what happened.

“And somehow, you, you’re back.” The woman chuckles in disbelief, sitting beside her old comrade after five years.

Nodding slowly, Yelena processes everything, feeling tears forming in her eyes at the realisation. “I, I have to find Natasha.” She quickly stands, her mind rushing with thoughts of her sister; her family. “Will you help me find her?”

“Of course.” The woman says, taking Yelena’s hand, squeezing it lightly.

*

It’d been a while since you’d visited. In truth, you were afraid to see it still standing there and facing the fact that she was really gone.

The look on Clint’s face when he returned alone, holding the stone in hand is one that haunts you. Hearing Natasha says with a smile ’see you in a minute’ with the hope that the plan would work still brings you to tears. Nothing’s the same, even if you were able to save everyone, you lost your best friend.

With a bunch of peonies clad in one hand, you approach the large tree and see the headstone beneath.

Bunches of flowers lay around the stone, her name embossed on the granite surface along with notes of adoration, thanks and appreciation. Most of the ink has run from the paper, now just a memory like Nat is.

“Hey, Nat,” You start, kneeling down to place the peonies in the centre of the pile, removing the withered ones aside. “of all the places, you really picked Ohio?” A chuckle sounds from you, picturing her smile at the thought, imagining her witty response. “Sorry it’s been a while, things haven’t exactly been the same since,” Trailing off, you stand back up, sensing someone else was with you.

Quickly, you turn around to see a blonde woman standing there, flowers in hand too as she stares right at you.

“Who’re you?” You’re the first to speak up, both of you keeping your ground and not daring to move first.

Few knew of Natasha’s final burial place, most left flowers near the Stark Tower.

“I could ask the same,” The blonde asks, her voice thick with a Russian accent. “why are you at Natasha’s grave?”

“What does it look like?” You quip, the tears you felt mere moments ago vanishing into anger. “I’m paying my respects for a friend, family even.” You tell the blonde, watching her shrug at your response. “And who are you to ask in the first place?”

Holding her hand up, you watch a look of realisation cross the woman’s face. “Holy Shit,” She starts. “you’re one of the Avengers aren’t you?” A laugh follows her question, one filled with sarcasm as opposed to excitement that usually follows with such.

“Yeah,” You tell her, sighing to yourself. “well, I was. I, I’m not really involved anymore.” Lowering your tone, you glance over to Natasha’s tone, seeing the words beneath her name. ’Daughter, Sister, Avenger.’

“I know who you are,” She states. “you’re Y/n. aren’t you?”

Nodding in response, the blonde steps closer. “Hold on,” You pause, paying closer attention to her. “no,” You mumble. “are you,”

The blonde raises a brow, noting the expression that mirrors the one she wore.

“Yelena?” Your voice almost cracks as Yelena’s expression changes from stubborn to sorrow. “Oh my god, you’re Nat’s sister.” A watery laugh sounds through your hands as you cover your mouth. “I, I can’t believe it.”

“You, you know who I am?” Yelena asks softly, a small frown playing on her lips.

“I, of course!” You admit. “Nat, she, she talked about you a lot. When we were on the run she told me about her sister, this amazing woman she’d turned into that she admired, and missed deeply.”

Without noticing, Yelena could feel tears fall down her cheeks.

“She really loved you, you know?” A sad smile etches itself on your face as Yelena nods to herself. “She’d be proud of you. Nat, she, she saved the world., for everyone.” Wiping away your own tears, Yelena sniffs loudly.

“I wish I got more time with her, you know?” Yelena painfully says. “You got to know her, she told me about you too. About her best friend, Y/n, the fighter with the gentle heart.”

You can’t help but chuckle at that. Of course, that’s what Nat would label you as.

“She told me we’d get on,” Yelena adds, half smiling to you. “I just wish she was here to see it all.”

Turning around, you face the grave once more as Yelena stands by your side. “What happened to her, I don’t think any of us will ever fully heal from.” You mutter, lifting your head up to see Yelena beside you with her eyes focused on the fresh peonies you placed.

“Why did she do it?” Yelena asks, knowing there are few who know the details, the truth behind her sisters death. “Clint Barton should not have let it happen, I,”

“Hey,” You interrupt her. “Clint wanted to go, I, we’ll never know what happened fully, but Natasha sacrificed herself for everyone, for Clint to have his family back and for you to come home.”

After a long silence, Yelena eventually finds her voice. “I just wish it didn’t have to be this way.”

Looking down, her fingers brush against yours lightly. “I know,” You whisper, hearing your words get lost into the breeze. “but Nat is looking over us, wherever she is.”

Yelena chuckles. “Oh, she is, probably drinking beer with that Tony Stark.”

“Sounds about right.” You add. “She’ll never be gone, not truly.”

Placing her flowers beside yours, Yelena returns to your side. “Thank you, Y/n.” She tells you. “I, I would like to hear more stories, if you have time?” Yelena asks apprehensively.

“We’re in Ohio, Yelena,” You remind her. “I’ve got all the time in the world.”

With a nod, the pair of you retreat from Natasha’s grave as the blossom on the tree blows down, clearing the last of the withered petals from her name.

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