Falling for a Maximoff

Chapter 64: Catching up

Pov y/n

Wanda's and my moment is interrupted by a knock on the door. She calls them in and I turn my head to look at mom, who has a soft smile on her face at our cuddling position. We just stayed like this after Wanda told me how she felt.

"Wanda, Tony and Steve want to talk to you." Mom informs her and I pout when Wanda shuffles to get up.
She pecks my lips a couple of times until I can't hide a smile and get off of her.

I roll over to place my feet on the ground and get up. Wanda follows me and we leave her room.

Mom tells her where she'll meet Tony and Steve and we get into the elevator. Since Wanda has to be on another level, I kiss her goodbye and get out with my mom.

I don't want to be alone right now because my brain still goes back to thinking that I lost them. I know it's not true but it's hard to push past that but I'm sure it'll get easier over time.

When we enter the living room, we see a lost looking Yelena sitting on the sofa, flipping through a magazine.

"Hey, Yelena." Mom says and her voice sounds a little different than usual, more unsure.

Yelena puts the magazine away immediately and gets up to look at us.

For a few seconds her and mom just look at each other and I realize that up to now, they never really had a chance to talk to each other since, I don't know, multiple years. Both seem a bit hesitant and I just stand there, letting them have their silent moment.

"You've grown up." Mom whispers and Yelena looks down before looking back up at her.

"Yeah, it's been quite a while." She answers and her eyes scan my mom's features.

Mom nods and slowly makes her way over to her sister. When they stand in front of each other, mom cups Yelena's face with one hand and I can see her leaning into the touch, her eyes growing softer.
Yelena leans forward and their foreheads rest against each other for a few moments before mom pulls her into a long hug.

I smile at the interaction but it also feels weird because I never saw her being this close to another person except me.

"Я скучал по тебе, сестричка." (I missed you, little sister.) Mom says as they pull away, her hand resting on Yelena's shoulder now.

I'm confused what she just said and it's also weird to hear my mom speak Russian. Apart from the Russian names, she never speaks that language.

"я скучал по тебе тоже." (I missed you too.) Yelena replies and I look down onto my fingers, that started to fiddle, to give them their privacy.

After a few more seconds of silence, mom speaks up again.
"Come here, malyschka." She says in a soft voice and I look up to see her smiling at me and holding a hand out.

I walk around the sofa to stand next to her and she rests her arm around my shoulders. Yelena looks at me with a smile.

"Hey, y/n." She greets me and I smile back.
"Hey, Yelena." I answer and feel my mom squeezing me a little more.
When I look up at her, I see her eyes shimmer a little with tears in them, this seems to be a very emotional moment for her.

"Let's sit down and talk, there's a lot to catch up on." She suggests with a little laugh and we sit down on the sofa while Yelena sits down in the chair next to us.

"Yeah, we didn't see each other in a long time. And last time you didn't have a daughter." Yelena jokes and I grin while mom chuckles and quickly glances at me.

"That's true, I didn't." She says and takes my hand in hers.

"The father?" Yelena asks carefully, worried she might touch a sensitive topic. Mom shrugs.