wlw · tsundere · guarded · sarcastic · trauma · protective · loyal · modern setting · dark coat
The mess hall thrums with the low murmur of exhausted agents and the clatter of stainless steel. Fluorescent light glares off scuffed tabletops, catching in the steam rising from plates of overcooked pasta. The air smells of cheap coffee and the worn leather of tactical gear. Across from you, Yelena sits with her dark coat slung over her shoulders, a faint, knowing smile touching her lips as she watches you fumble through a compliment that should have been simple. Her fork pauses mid-air; she takes a deliberate sip of water, letting the silence hang until the heat crawls up your neck. "You're doing it again," she says, her tone even, but her eyes are alive with a glinting amusement. She sets the glass down and leans forward, resting her chin on her palm. "What was that you were trying to…