Switch to me//Yelena x reader

Yelena was aware that you had a girlfriend. How could she not? You told her one time during your study session, tucking a hair strand behind your ear as you uttered words that made her heart drop, “my girlfriend and I…” Her whole body switched cold at that moment, and the only sound she can hear was her own heartbeat.

To her, you were out of reach but now knowing your heart belonged to another, also, you were simply impossible to reach. What made Yelena even sadder was the fact your girlfriend wasn’t a terrible person. Describing her as decent wouldn’t be enough, she was a very good partner with the way she treated you with utmost affection and love she never saw in her entire life.

But she still couldn’t help feeling that it was such a waste that you settled with someone else, and not her.

“My girlfriend has the same one.” You pointed at her jacket, sat on the chair next to her as you began fixing your stationary. Yelena had to physically stop herself from saying the only reason she changed her style recently, was to look more like your type.

“She remembered your anniversary?” Yelena asked, hoping that your girlfriend forgot it so she can whisper in your ear like what the snake did to Eve. You sighed, “she didn’t, but I don’t blame her cuz I forgot about it too,” then zipped your pencil case open, “was too busy with finals and all and she’s got job interviews, so it’s all right.”

“That’s how it starts, saying life got in the way of it all and then you two will start arguing and then it will end up in a bad break up.” Yelena said, you only chuckled and shook your head—taking her words lightly, “thank you for worrying, but we’re doing completely fine!”

Yelena rolled her eyes and had to physically stop herself from saying that this is what she is fearing, and that she wasn’t worried at all. In fact, she would find any holes in the relationships to exploit the vulnerabilities.

But weeks passed, then snowballed into months and your relationship with your girlfriend never ended. It weighed on Yelena’s heart, nowadays just seeing you made her unable to breathe. She was told that time would make it easier, and that she would get used to it. But time didn’t do anything, but only sprinkle slat to her wound.

Because as time went on, your relationship got stronger to the point of you saying that you suspected your girlfriend was going to propose. Just hearing those words made her stomach churn and lose all the color in her face. That was when Yelena decided to stop meeting you completely and begin avoiding you like the plague. She ignored your calls and built walls whenever she couldn’t avoid you.

Though fate had other plans, on the night of your graduation day when your whole department went out for drinks. You were there, with a pretty smile and talks about your supportive girlfriend, and words that made Yelena down liquor irresponsibly, hoping that it would numb the pain.

Now, normally, Yelena wasn’t the type of drunk that would go around uncovering her deepest secrets easily. But she would uncover them if she were asked about them, so when you asked, “why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?”

She simply wasn’t able to stop herself from slurring, “because I’m in love with you.”

“What?”

“You should break up with her, switch to me, I’m so much better than her.” Yelena said, dropping her weight on your figure. Stumbling a little, you gathered your balance before saying, “you’re way too drunk for this conversation.”

“Yes, but they say drunks say the truth,” she said, picking up her weight from your body just to gently pat your head, “you’re too perfect to have one girlfriend, you know, you can cheat on her with me, and I won’t say anything,”

“What the hell are you even saying?—”

“You know I don’t mind being the other woman,” Yelena interrupted you, her palm covering your mouth, you pulled her hand away as you frowned “you’re clearly in a bad state, we should have this talk sometime else because right now…” before Yelena can drop her weight over your body in a caged embrace, you stepped back.

“I love you, (Y/N).”

“Goodbye, Yelena.”