yelena was in new york when she met you, she was taking notes on the bishop family when you bumped into her and she felt butterflies. you were so… free with yourself and the way you dressed so boldly and full of pretty colours, your hair and your makeup… she didn’t know if it was a friend feeling or more. she helped you up and gave you her number, not before buying you a new drink, but from then on… you and her were close.

over time you got together but their was one thing yelena had to get used to.. you were partially deaf, you could hear but you would often not bother with hearing aid if you were at home with her, so she got used to not being so stealthy, to be known where she was and where she would be so you would be clam

to yelena it was fun learning sign language, she loves to day snarking things about people to you when they’re right infront of you both, you shouldn’t have taught her curse words…

currently yelena is back from a misson and she sees you painting your nails on the living room floor, she turns on the light just in case you didn’t hear her

“detka, i’m home~”