Yelena kept her hand on you lower back as you two walked around the market stalls. She didn’t want to go, but she would do anything to make you happy.

Yelena held all your shopping bags in her free hand, which she obviously paid for. She wouldn’t let her precious girl carry anything when she was there to do it for you.

“Careful there, gorgeous…” Yelena mumbled as she gently manoeuvred you to the other side of her, so you were out of the way of a group of drunks.