![]() ![]() Was she your official date? No, but she had to admit, you both looked damn good. She rolled her eyes with a huff, but threaded her arm through yours anyway. ![]() “Ma’am,” you said, holding your arm out for Yelena to take. “Cheeseburger, Roger, bedtime is at 8,” you shouted through the door. But she had never been able to convince you of something once you had made up your mind. Did she think you should go to the party tonight? No, not at all. You had been toughing through everything for the past three weeks, and she was proud of you. Yelena frowned and slapped your chest, but otherwise dropped the subject. ![]() “I’ll be fine, mom,” you teased with a roll of your eyes. “That’s not what I asked,” Yelena shot back. “It’s an engagement party,” you said with a raised brow. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” Yelena asked yet again as she straightened your tie. Warnings: one suicide joke, claustrophobia, thelassophobia (kind of?) A/n: this is it! the culmination of all the efforts and love y’all have shared for this story! but i have some good news for y’all that I’ll share in a few days, after most everyone has read the fic! ![]()
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