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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~ ”

a big blush.

a small grin.

“ seductive doesn’t always have to be sexy. ”

blinking.

tiny twirl.

what does that mean?

👁️👁️

someone said it was #sexysaturday.

yelena tried.

flopping over.

she hadn’t thought of that . . . or rings. kinda a whim thing.

shit.

“ top shelf in the pantry. ”

yelena moved to open the fridge.

“ you want a glass of wine? ”

the russian laced their fingers as she headed outside.

finding a nice little spot. plenty of shade.

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

“ shall we then? ”

yelena was beaming, hand extending towards illyana’s.

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

yelena gulped a bit. eyes trailing up and down.

“ you . . . you look so beautiful, Моя любовь. ”

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

arms softly draped across illyana’s shoulders as she looked up. grinning.

yelena hopped up with a soft smirk.

“ i’ll make us some dinner. spaghetti sound alright? ”

a sweet smile. moving in close.

“ i’m so . . . so happy. ”

“ well, we are having a summer wedding. ”

yelena changed right there, smoothing out the skirt of the dress.

“ well? good enough for a wedding? ”

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~ ”

finally!

yelena pulled out a dress. it wasn’t white. quite simple green dress.

“ this? ”

“ what shall we do? ”

“ mhm. ”

yelena nodded as she began to walk. soon rummaging through her closet.

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

“ that is okay! i think i have something in the closet. ”

“ i guess a jewelry store. or one of those machines that take quarters. ”