It's an unspoken thing, Yelena doesn't even think about it, as she pries of a corner piece with her thumb and fore-finger and hands it over, grinning down at him. The carefree little waggle of her eyebrows a confirmation that while she was aware he was unhappy with her thievery, she was also aware that he wasn't likely to do anything about it. His weight is a comfort though, as it settles upon her lap, and she can not help but let her free hand drift to card through his hair. A touch that is all gentle affection.
"Hmm-" Yelena reclined back on the sofa, lifting her legs to rest her feet on his coffee table. Her other hand reaches down to ghost along the bicep she knows bares all the ink. "-knowing Sabahat, and knowing how much she hates it-" Yelena grinned at him, giving the bicep in question an affectionate squeeze "-Ohh....I'm going to say an hour straight." Her grin is unflinching as she stares down at him "-No breaks."
She crosses her ankles but is careful not to jostle him. Bora looks tierd, but comfortable, so she does all this slowly. When she looks at him again, it is with a smile so sweet it could crack a tooth. He kisses her then, and even after all this time, Yelena still can not help the giddy surge that makes her heart thunder in her chest.
She kisses him back, and its all sweet edges and the lingering taste of honey from the food they shared. There is the electric lick of smoke too, from the cigarettes he likes, and when he pulls away, Yelena is almost laughing aloud with the delight of it all. She is so happy with all this domesticity, she could burst.
"-from Soho." she mumbled against his mouth, the hand she had bore into his hair, coming to rest along his jaw, stroking softly. "-you are not the only killer out there at night-" she kisses him again, only just "-Hmm, No, not long-" her thumb brushed along the jut of his cheek, the stubble a scratchy thrill under her fingers. "-I had a key, and my flat seemed lonely." Yelena grew almost serious then, fingers tracing the line of his jaw, his cheek. All those sharp parts of him she loved "-I had to see you." The admission is frank and honest and lovely, all at once and when Yelena smiled at him again, it was paired with the sweetest of sudden kisses.