Seb Stan and characters Oneshots.

warnings: slight language. 

Summary: Bucky's jealous and doesn't want to admit it. 

535 words. 

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I walked through the elevator doors of the tower to the common area throwing my gun on the kitchen table and jumping on the couch next to Sam, whos lap I rested my feet upon.

"how was it?" he asked, eyes taped to the show playing over the screen of the TV. "great, I got some files on hydra. Found some great shit." I watched the show intently.

"Nice." he retorted.

The elevator doors opened to reveal bucky and peter.

"Mr. Barnes, is it heavy?" he stuttered.

"Yeah." bucky sighed irritated.

"Can I to-" the poor kid was cut off by buck yelling curses at him for being annoying, Peter nodded and sat next to me. I shot him a small smile.

"He's been in a pissy mood lately," I whispered. He had tears in his eyes so I brought him close to me and held him close as I watched my show.

Bucky's footsteps echoed through the halls for a few minutes before he walked over to the couch and stood in front of me hugging the sad spider boy.

"Move." he gritted through his teeth. I rolled my eyes and sat up before shifting my gravitational force to where I could walk on the ceiling.

"Not you, (Y/N)," he growled. "Get back here."

"Not when your in that mood. Come back when you're a nice buck," I smirked.

Next thing I knew, Peter was thrown to the ceiling he used his spider powers to stay up with me.

"Control your mood, Barnes." Tony walked into the room, yelling at Bucky. "I can't have you throwing my kids around." he laughed.

The week continued, buck being pissed off and me ignoring him, until Tuesday at 5:30 am when I woke up at my regular time to go run with Steve and Sam. Bucky was eating in the kitchen. I  walked on the ceiling to avoid him.

"Please stop ignoring me." his deep gravely voice sounded pained. My heart hurt at his words.

"Please?" he sobbed. I shifted to where I planted my feet on the wooden floor next to him.
"Why are you crying, buck?" my voice was soft. He held his arms out and I embraced him, trying to soothe him.

"I'm sorry." he cried into my shirt. "Why?" I asked.

"I made you mad." he sniffed. I held his face in my hands, my thumbs gazing over the light scruff that gathered around his jaw.

"I'm not mad buck, but why were you so upset all week?"

"He was getting too close to you," he muttered, his arms wrapping around my torso.

"Who?" my voice muffled in his hair.

"The kid." he squeezed me closer to him and buried his face in my neck. I laughed.

"Peter? You're jealous?" I smiled at him. He grumbled.

"Relax I don't like him like that." I rested my forehead upon his.

"We going running or no?" sam entered the room.

"I'll be back later, and we can watch movies n' stuff when I get back." I kissed his cheek and entered the elevator, hitting sam for interrupting our moment.  

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