[ that was nice, yelena thinks. but then she thinks that she really needs to touch some grass if that was all it took for the hair on the back of her neck to stand.

it's all fun and games — them dancing around the fact that they both want to see more of one another without actually having to say it. that's what flirting is anyway, right??

it's all fun and games until he calls her ka-bar tacky. then there's fire in her eyes, her eyes wide like he just said the most fucking ridiculous thing Ever and it's true. he has. and this is where she draws the line! yelena downs her entire glass of whiskey to process the insult. ]

You are just jealous. It's okay, I would be too. Though I should gut you for that comment, I have decided that you will live to see another day, Barnes.