Who Told You I Was Here? (Boblena bathhouse one shot)
TWWWWWW!!!!!!!! Nudity (no descriptive words), adult joke(?), swearing, John Walker
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IN THE WORK PLACE~
Yelena was lazily sitting in her office, well by sitting, she was leaning down far enough into the water only her nose and up was visible. Her eyes were slant, iris barely visible behind her tired lids, she was either sleeping with her eyes open (again) or just… distracted. What she didn’t know, what she wanted to know and what she did know circled around in her head behind her eyes. Her blonde hair stuck to the back of her neck, cold, and wet. She wasn’t expecting visitors, since she told everyone she was, dealing with ‘big potato stuff’ in her case, a small moment to herself. Rare and few, but still hers.
But when he crept in, quiet, tense, anxiety riddled through his body language… she couldn’t just tell him no. He knew she was there, and now she did but with her mind being nothing less but hazed, it failed to trigger any sense of realization when he walked closer.
“Yelena..?” His voice came out small regardless of the large and open space.
A soft hum sounded from her, recognition settling in upon hearing his voice, realization trailing in behind it like a lost dog. For a second she sat there, eyes opening wider to meet his, well, till she realized how he came in so quietly.
His normally tame and gentle brown waves, now tossed and slightly moist with sweat. ‘Busy day.’ She thought to herself as her eyes lingered a little longer on areas they probably shouldn’t.
Her eyes darted up instinctively, the second her name left his mouth he claimed the forefront of her attention. Her back straightening up before she could think. Water trickling down her shoulder or pooling in the dips of her collarbone.
“Privet, Bob.” She answered him with a smile. Eyes glistening and catching the light thanks to the large magnitude of overhead lights.
“Can… can I, join you..?” He asked with a thick layer of regret, expecting an almost immediate no. But when she nodded, shifting away from the steps so he could join her, he couldn’t help the smile drawing across his face.
“да Bob, I don’t bite.” She reassured when he still looked hesitant. His hand clutching the edge of his towel tight. It sat perfectly around his hips, lean and slightly flushed muscle gleaming with a faint layer of sweat. Perhaps he just finished a training session a work out maybe.. but, in this small occasion, as he stood there almost bare.
Yelena’s eyes quietly sizing him up, she felt, no she was quite flushed. Probably as much as Bob would be if he had noticed. Instead he jerked the towel off, discarding it by the edge of the water as he lowered himself in. Back braced firmly against the wall.
“I don’t bite.” She teases, watching his eyes dart around for something to focus on. When they don’t she continues, staring right through him. “At least not anymore..”
“Oh, oh god—“ He chokes on a shallow inhale, eyes finally locking with hers. She leans forward, daring him to keep her gaze.
“So tense, it’s just a bit of vater and Vell..” She trails off, her eyes falling down his bare torso. Instinctively causing him to jerk his arms over his chest. Her smirk widens as she moves to sit beside him, her bare leg pressed against his.
“BOBBY??’ John’s voice, loud and obnoxious filled the stretch of peaceful silence.
“Oh shit, Valker.” Yelena’s hand clasped around Bob’s shoulder, not hard but with steady pressure the skin underneath grew warm.
“Huh? Who, who?” Bob questioned. Turning his head to see what she seen. But instead greeted with a face full of water. As well, Yelena less then gently shoved him down, head first. (Sorry Bob.)
“What the fuck, Belova.” A visible vein in John’s forehead matched the hint of disgust in his eye.
“Privet, Valker.” Yelena returned his sharp glare, keeping a firm hand steady on Bob’s shoulder. Whom, apparently—was okay with this.
“You gonna let him up anytime soon?” John questioned, standing a few feet away, with just about the perfect view of their backs from where he stood.
“Nyet. He isn't don't yet.” Yelena replied with a faint smirk on her face. Watching Johns expression shift through everyone she could list.
“That is fucking disgusting.” He called over his shoulder as he left. Hands shoved deep into his pockets as he already tried to haze the memory lodged in his mind.
Once out of sight, Bob’s head popped up, salted water trickling down his face as he gasped hard for air. Yelena couldnt help but snort, her infamous laugh filling the air.
“I am so sorry Bob!” She squeaked, moving away before he could fully focus on anything but breathing. (Poor Bob)
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A man and a woman can be just friends, but two women are always lesbians. A woman CANNOT make eye contact with another woman and be straight. A woman CANNOT stalk another woman and be straight. A woman CANNOT put another woman on a harness and throw her off a building and be straight. A woman CANNOT break into another woman’s apartment and steal her Mac and cheese and be straight. A woman CANNOT stalk another woman’s mom and text her about it and be straight. A woman CANNOT rush over to another woman and force her way into an elevator with her and be straight. A woman CANNOT swat another woman’s hand really hard when she tries to push every single button in the elevator and be straight. A woman CANNOT tackle another woman in an elevator and be straight. A woman CANNOT rip another woman’s dress off in an elevator and be straight. A woman CANNOT ask out another woman in the middle of a fight and be straight. A woman CANNOT push another woman up against a wall and be straight.
A man and a woman can be just friends, but two women are always lesbians. A woman CANNOT make eye contact with another woman and be straight. A woman CANNOT stalk another woman and be straight. A woman CANNOT put another woman on a harness and throw her off a building and be straight. A woman CANNOT break into another woman’s apartment and steal her Mac and cheese and be straight. A woman CANNOT stalk another woman’s mom and text her about it and be straight. A woman CANNOT rush over to another woman and force her way into an elevator with her and be straight. A woman CANNOT swat another woman’s hand really hard when she tries to push every single button in the elevator and be straight. A woman CANNOT tackle another woman in an elevator and be straight. A woman CANNOT rip another woman’s dress off in an elevator and be straight. A woman CANNOT ask out another woman in the middle of a fight and be straight. A woman CANNOT push another woman up against a wall and be straight.
Do you perchance…. Like angst where the couple have a falling out because one gets into something they promised they wouldn’t (it’s also really bad for them) and their partner looses all trust so they just up and leave? (By leave I mean they go and try to earn back their trust by joining yk… the NAVY) and uhm, more? :)
(I’ll tag you in the post i make fully explaining everything ig you want because the angst is, very well written <3)
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