~Stopping Hela From Killing Her Colleagues~
Y/N was laying down on the big modern sofa positioned in the huge living room of the Avengers Tower, throwing a small ball before catching it again. She was trying to kill some time because she was already done with her job for today and the rest of the team wasn't and man, she couldn't stop thinking about their new recruit.
They had recruited an elegant tall woman with long black hair not long ago, Thor and Loki's older sister Hela to be exact.
She was gorgeous and had a raging and impatient personality, but with Y/N she was different.
Very different and she knew it too.
It was very clear that Hela felt calm and patiënt when she was around the friendly woman, almost less of a vengeful killer, and she felt wanted when she was around her. A lot of their team still didn't trust the goddess which was understandable because she had done some terrible things and she was the goddess of death after all, but Y/N did and that made Hela respect her a lot. They were technically inseparably good friends because they were very good at keeping each other calm, but Y/N somehow urged for more. She didn't know what the feeling was or how to describe it, but she wanted more.
The bored woman was pulled out of her thoughts and got up slowly, laying down the small ball as she heard Jarvis system activate from downstairs.
It appeared they had returned from their mission.
Hela's stern but also somehow angelic voice stood out to Y/N immediately and she made her way downstairs with the help of the elevator.
It took awhile, but after taking a few turns left and right, she ended up in the kitchen only to see Hela stand tall with a very hateful face expression.
What had happened?
"Excuse me, but who dared to eat my last doughnut?!" The goddess of death hissed around like she was already planning who her first victim would be and Stark pointed at Clint instantly just so he himself wouldn't get the false blame. "Clint? How dare you~....!"
"Hey guys." Y/N interrupted and waved at them to change the attention to her. She knew Clint was guilty by just the look on his face, but decided to help him out a little before his dead body was suddenly bleeding out all over their beautiful marble floor.
"Y/N?" Her face expression softened up a little as she lowered her hands. "My apologies, but I was in the middle of making this pity human pay~...."
The smiling woman walked up to her, wrapping her arms around her neck as an attempt to keep the goddess calm and focused on her only, perhaps with secretly another reason behind it. "You don't have to.... trust me. I'll buy you new ones who are much better." She whispered against the raging woman's soft lips before gently connecting them. She didn't know what came over her to do such thing, to kiss her, but it felt good. They could finally place the feeling they had felt in such a long time towards each other but was unexplainable, the urge, it started to occur to them both that they had started to feel feelings for their colleague.
Hela took the upper hand and bit her bottom lip gently before sliding her tongue inside, her right hand spread on her kisser's lower back in a comforting way while the other held her hip.
They both somehow felt drawn to one another and couldn't stop, didn't want to either.
However, sadly Y/N pulled away after a few more seconds because she needed to inhale some fresh air for her lungs to fill up again and Hela watched her.
"I must say it's a strange new technique to not make me kill people, Y/N." She grinned and slowly let go of the now blushing woman. "But I do prefer you using it more, it's very affective."