hands cupped her coffee mug before taking a long sip. giving a sweet sigh.

can’t sleep. even when she does, yelena wakes up in a cold sweat.

“ come here~ ”

blinking.

someone said it was #sexysaturday. yelena tried.

flopping over.

“ top shelf in the pantry. ” yelena moved to open the fridge. “ you want a glass of wine? ”

meat was browned, grease drained before the sauce was added.

the blonde began to brown the meat. humming softly to herself.

“ if you’d like, you can start the water for me. ”

yelena hopped up with a soft smirk. “ i’ll make us some dinner. spaghetti sound alright? ”

a kiss to the tip of her nose before rolling off. “ actual food first. then you’ll be dessert. ”

“ mmm, you had me at food. though, you’re quite the snack~ ”

“ what shall we do? ”

“ mmm, but i missed you too much to sleep. ”

yelena offered a warm smile. “ come on, don’t let them get cold. ” the russian turned, heading back to the kitchen.

“ could fall asleep right here. ”

“ much better than a blanket~ ”

“ like my own blanket~ ”

a small smile as she looked up. “ i made brownies if you want some. ”

placing soft kisses. “ you’re warm. ”

burying her face against her neck as arms wrap around. “ and you could never hurt me. ”

“ didn’t hurt you, did i? ”

“ couldn’t resist~ ”

knocking on @thebrokensentry.bsky.social’s door.

tiny lip bit. grinning.

eyes closing. a lingering kiss as hands cup her cheeks.

soft lip peck.

“ she knows the tricks! ”

cue more kisses.

because everyone else is.

“ sorry! too much? i missed you. ”

small smile. attacking her cheeks with kisses.

looking down. blinking. “ hi. ”

would a brownie work instead?

“ oh, she’d love that! and replace the water with milk. makes it more rich. ”

tackling @ladyoflimbo.bsky.social.

“ you want to help? well, sure! i have a recipe in my cookbook for vegan brownies! ”

“ the secret is the chocolate chunks. not chips. chunks are better. ”

pspspsps @m-aladroit.bsky.social. do you want a brownie?

. . . “ could you give me about a hour? ”

“ they are delicious! ”

illyana!

. . . “ are you vegetarian? ”

blink blink. holding a brownie up.

holding out the plate. “ help yourself. ”

“ i have made brownies. would you like one? ”

blinking. “ hello spider. i made brownies if you would like one. ”

poking the reader’s cheek.

yelena would slowly take a few steps closer.