Poison Control
Previously*
Natasha took a seat next to them taking the opportunity to look and see what the nice lady at the store had gifted them. After putting the box Stark dropped off in the bag, she started digging into the bag where she found a long thin box hidden under the nicely wrapped lingerie.
She pulled the mysterious box out of the bag and looked it over before slowly opening it. “Oh”
Now*
“What is it, sestra?”
Instead of replying Natasha stared at the contents of the box with many emotions crossing her face, so Yelena curiously looked over her shoulder. Inside the box sat an omega’s collar, more of a choker, much like the purple one She’d presented Kate to wear around her neck which the omega never took off. This one though wasn’t purple in color, but the soft supple leather was dyed in the colors of that rainbow with a ring the shape of a heart at its center.
“What’s wrong, is it not the right color?” Yelena asked. She didn’t know why Natasha was staring at it so hard, her thumb gently caressing the leather. Collars were a big step In any relationship yes, but her sister was already mated so she didn’t understand the problem.
Nat shook her head out of her daze. “N-no , it’s just we hadn’t talked about this yet, it was a gift from the lady at the store. If we were ever to get her one I’d want it custom made, not free” she turned her head to her sister “But I don’t know if she’d ever be comfortable wearing one after everything she’s been through.” In the past collars were used on omegas to show ownership over them, but not now. However with everything y/n had been through she never wanted her mate to feel like she was a piece of property. But at the same time she wanted the whole world to know that Y/n was taken, that she was loved and protected and that if someone messed with her they’d have her and Wanda to deal with.
“Oh, you don’t think y/n would be happy?”
“I-I don’t know.” Turning her gaze towards the only omega in the room she asked “Kate do you think Y/n would like one?”
Kate popped her head out of her mate’s neck and smiled at the older sister. “Yes alpha, I think she’d like it, I love mine and I know y/n is definitely curious about one. You should talk with her and Wanda about it.”
Now Nat was definitely intrigued. “What do you mean she’s curious about it? How do you know that?”
“Well when I got mine, she was happy for me, and then she started asking me all these questions about it , about what it means to others, what it means to me, about how I felt, about the advantages of having one, and about when they are given in a relationship .” She answered animatedly, flicking her wrist with everything she listed. “You should ask her about it”
Yelena grabbed her sister’s hand.“I know this is something you want sestra, just be honest, I don’t think you will be disappointed”
The timer rang, effectively interrupting their conversation. All three of them eagerly made their way to the oven to see if this lesson and their adventure together paid off. They opened the oven and inside were two dishes of the food, one for each couple set, if Natasha actually made it edible this time.
They each pulled out the dishes and set them on a couple of wooden cutting boards so that the heat wouldn’t affect the nice counter.
“So … is it safe” Natasha asked.
Yelena eyed the Mac and cheese suspiciously. “It looks nice enough on the outside and it has no funky colors”. Getting close, she took a whiff. “It didn’t smell toxic like some of the other ones.” It actually made her mouth water. She grabbed a fork from the counter and inserted it into the dish. “ It’s not rock hard and slid in nicely” She took out a little bit on the fork “okay who’s turn is it to try?”
Kate raised her hand hesitantly so Yelena did the only thing she could, she took the bite instead. She’d never let her omega be poisoned on her watch.
Natasha and Kate watched as Yelena tasted the food, moving it in her mouth before swallowing it and nodding. “ you know it’s not bad” she coughed lightly “ it’s actually..” again she was interrupted by a cough, bigger this time.
Suddenly she bent over clutching her stomach and coughed again, falling to her knees before they could catch her as distressed pheromones leaked into the air around them.
Kate fell to her knees beside her mate “Lena!”
Natash frantically filled a glass of water before falling to her knees beside her sisters as well and trying to get her to drink between her coughing. “ Friday! What do i do? What’s the number for poison control?!!”
Yelena continued to cough as Friday replied “I’m sorry agent Romanoff, did you say you wanted the number for poison control?”
Yelena’s cough was turning into a wheeze . “Yes!”
“I do not detect a poison in the room. There is no need to call.” The robotic voice replied.
“What do you mean there’s no need, my cooking is killing her!” She yelled out.
Slowly Yelena’s coughing wheeze turned into a wheezing laughter “ oh man you should have seen your face!” She laughed, “That was priceless!”
“As you can see Alpha Belova was faking.” Friday helpfully replied as Yelena continued to laugh on the floor.
Natasha hit her sister on the shoulder, very not amused.“Cyka! I thought I killed you”
The blond grabbed her shoulder with a final chuckle. “ worth it.”
Kate crashed into her alpha before she could get up “don’t scare me like that.”
“I’m sorry Detka, I won’t do it again,.. at least to you”
They all got up off the floor and Kate asked “so does that mean it’s edible because it looks really good?”
“It was actually very good. Congratulations sestra you can cook…” she turned towards her sister and patted her shoulder “today, you can cook today, I can’t promise you can cook tomorrow”
Nat was in awe of herself “I can cook” she breathed.
“Today, not tomorrow” Yelena reiterated.
“I can cook!” Nat stated louder with more excitement, a smile plastered on her face completely forgetting her sister's prior deception. Grabbing her dish, some plates, and the bags on the counter she hurried up to her mates “Thank you!” She called over her shoulder.
Yelena shook her head“she’s going to poison them one day.” She sighed as she made a bottle of hot sauce appear out of thin air and headed for the dish that was theirs.
Nat was so excited the be able to provide for her mates in this way. She honestly didn’t know how her mates slaved away in the kitchen day in and day out , all in an effort to feed her and the pack. This one dish had taken her many tries and a few hours to get right. She’d gone through, probably, a week's worth of food to achieve it and she didn’t even get to feel the exhaustion that comes with cleaning up. People highly underestimated what it took to provide for their partners in that way, took it for granted because they didn’t know the time and planning it took to make a ‘simple’ meal. She’d make sure never to take their cooking for granted. She knew it was a simple dish, no sides, and no dessert, but it was y/n’s comfort food and she put her love into making it and it came out edible and she knew her work would be appreciated. To finally be able to provide like this for them, to repay their love in this way, to show them her love this way. It meant everything to her, even if she couldn’t recreate it later. She was happy.