You and Sam stayed cuddled up in the living room, continuing your Star Wars marathon. You were on episode six when you heard the sound of giggles entering the room. You turned your head and froze at the sight of Bucky with his arms wrapped around a beautiful brunette in some very revealing clothing.
"Oh, sorry Wilson. I didn't know anyone would be in here," Bucky apologized, noticing how your arm was wrapped around Sam's waist and pulling the brunette closer against him. You rolled your eyes and focused back on your movie, feeling the familiar energy building in your chest.
The brunette squealed and ran to the other couch. "I love a good movie night. What are we watching?" she asked, looking at you. You raised your eyebrows and looked the girl up and down, "Are you serious? Have you never seen Star Wars before?"
She looked back at the screen and shrugged her shoulders. "I've heard of it, but it seemed boring."
You opened your mouth to call her out for hating on Star Wars, but Sam's hand covered your mouth as he whispered in your ear, "Not everyone is as cool as you, monkey."
You let out a small laugh and Sam kissed your temple. You both settled back into your position as Bucky sat beside the random girl he brought into the compound. You tried to focus on the movie, but you were constantly interrupted by the sound of giggling as Bucky couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself. After twenty minutes of annoyance, you snapped.
"Oh my god! Can you not keep it in your pants for one fucking movie?!"
Sam tried to stifle his laughter as Bucky glared at you. "You're practically laying on Wilson and you want to yell at me?"
The girl began to awkwardly shift in her spot as she watched the two of you argue.
"If I wanted to lay on Sam, we would be in my bed right now. All I want to do is watch my movie without the sound of fucking giggles." You turned towards the girl, "No offense. You seem like a great girl."
The girl gave you an uncomfortable smile, "No offense taken. I'm just... gonna go now."
She quickly walked to the elevator. As soon as the door shut, Bucky unscrewed the filter he was keeping on. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
You slightly winced at his voice, but stood your ground. "What's wrong with me? You're the one who brought a random girl in here and interrupted my movie night!" Bucky scoffed as Sam slowly made his way out of the room, afraid of the chaos that may occur.
"It's just a movie, (y/n)! Why are you so fucking pissed?"
You closed your eyes as you took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm raging in your chest. You opened your eyes and suddenly Bucky was staring into the raging brightness of your eyes. "I'm pissed because this is my happy place. Watching Star Wars in this room is the only thing that calms me, but why would I need to be calmed down? Oh yeah, because of you! Because you've been a dick to me from the moment we met! Because I was alone for the first twenty-five years of my life because no one wanted me! That's what you said, right? You think I don't know that? I live with that fact every fucking day! So I apologize for needing one good thing in my life!"
Your chest was rising and falling rapidly with every breath you took. Your eyes were shining bright, and Bucky was frozen where he stood. He was scared to move as his eyes roamed down to the energy surrounding your hands. "(y/n) ... I meant when I said I was sorry earlier. I didn't do it because of Steve- well he told me to apologize, but I was going to anyway."
Bucky was looking at you with nervous eyes as your angry glow began to slowly dim. "You're not wanted..." Your eyes brightened back up before Bucky quickly continued, "You're not wanted because you're needed. You're needed by everyone here."
Your eyes dimmed once again as his words settled in. You lowered your head and focused on your fingernails as you barely whispered, "Not everyone."
Bucky's enhanced hearing picked up on the words and he sat down abruptly as the words hit him like a bullet. He covered his face with his hands and let out a groan. He looked up at you with his hands laced in front of his mouth and confessed something he had kept hidden from you. "Yes. Everyone."
You looked at him, eyes wide with shock. "You hate me, Bucky. You've made that clear from the moment I stepped foot into this place."
He raked his hands through his hair, tugging at the roots. He took a deep breath before trying to find the right words to say. You sat down on the couch and silently observed him as he gathered his thoughts.
"I've never hated you. I just... I couldn't trust you. Your file has a lot of gaps in them that I couldn't just ignore."
His confession only made you that much more confused. "You couldn't trust me because you didn't know every detail of my life?"
He pondered your question before answering hesitantly, "When you put it like that, it sounds bad, but yes."
You were about to say something when Sam walked back in the room. He stood behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders. "Steve wanted me to make sure you two hadn't killed each other."
He lightly rubbed the tenseness out of your shoulder. Buck grumbled something under his breath, but you ignored it, opting to look up at the man behind you. "Not yet, Sammy."
He gave you a wink before turning to Bucky. "Can I have my monkey back? My bed is getting cold."
Bucky's hands gripped the arm of the couch as he practically growled, "Go ahead."
Sam gave your shoulder one last squeeze before walking to the elevator and waiting on you. You stood up and went to walk away, but turned to look at Bucky. "There are gaps in my file for a reason. It was better for everyone if I waited until there was mutual trust to fill in the blanks. Maybe, one day, we can get to that point."
He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. He had questions to ask, but you were already gone.
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After staying with Sam for an hour and reassuring him you were okay, you made your way back to your room. Talking to Bucky made it feel like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, but there were still some fears weighing you down. You were almost asleep until the realization of what you said truly hit you. You indirectly told Bucky that everyone knew about your past but him. You knew he would start asking questions, but you only hoped he would leave it alone until you were ready.
You woke up the next day at nine o'clock to go to the gym. You threw on a pair of dark red leggings and a matching sports bra. You slid on your black sneakers and fixed your hair before heading towards the gym.
When you walked through the doors to the gym, your eyes did a quick scan. Wanda and Natasha were sparring while Bucky and Steve were lifting weights. Your first thought was to leave and just go for a run outside, but you quickly erased the thought from your head.
You made your way to an open space in front of the wall covered in mirrors and started to stretch. Putting your feet together, you stretched down and placed your hands flat on the ground. After a few seconds, you slowly spread your legs and sank to the floor into a split. You heard the sound of a weight drop and looked at the mirror in front of you.
You saw Bucky picking the weight back up with a slight blush as his eyes glanced back at you. You found yourself unable to look away as you continued to stretch. Your eyes were locked onto his as you reached your hands out in front of you and stretched forward with your chest flat against the floor.
Bucky's jaw tensed as stared at you. You don't know what had come over you, but you couldn't seem to break from his gaze... until Sam walked in.
You reluctantly broke your staring match with Bucky and sat up as Sam strolled over to you and gave you a kiss on the top of your head. "Good morning, monkey. You ready to get your run on?"
You rolled your eyes and held your hands out for him to pull you up. "Never, but I don't have a choice."
He laughed as he lifted you to your feet. You were about to head to the treadmills before Natasha stopped you. "Actually, I was thinking she could do some sparring today."
Sam gave Natasha a pout, but left to do his running. You practically bounced over to Natasha, excited to go up against her. The only people you have been allowed to spar with were Natasha and Wanda. Wanda was the one to teach you how to properly use your powers. A part of her abilities included energy manipulation, so she knew exactly how to help you.
Hydra always told you to use as much of your power as you could, but you never had any control over it. You were a ticking time bomb that they kept stored up until you were ready to explode on the next enemy. Natasha gladly offered to teach you how to hold your own without using your powers. She knew that Hydra had the technology to temporarily drain your powers, so she wanted you to be ready for anything.
You walked over to the mat and took off your shoes, ready to pounce. You slightly bent your knees and held your fists tight at your side, making sure to hold in your powers against her. Natasha placed her hands on her hips and stood right in front of you.
"You're not fighting me today. We know how the other fights and you need a challenge. You'll be fighting Barnes today." She raised her eyebrow as your eyes became wide with shock. She stepped closer and leaned in so only you could hear, "After watching the two of you eye fucking across the room, you need to let out some steam."
She stepped back and gave you a wink before standing with Steve beside the mat. You felt your face burning at the knowledge that Natasha saw you and Bucky's... whatever it was that just happened. Natasha knew from the moment you saw Bucky that you found him attractive. She wouldn't stop teasing you about it for months. However, after hating each other for the past two years, no one else would ever think that was the case.
You turned your gaze to Bucky, but it seemed like he was looking at everything in the room except you. You ignored the small ache in your chest and planted your left foot in front of you. You balled your fists at your side and waited for him to make the first move.
Bucky rolled out his shoulders and finally locked his eyes on you, but not like before. This time, you got a glimpse into the Winter Soldier. His eyes seemed to be almost black with how dark they were. He began to stalk towards you and the energy in your chest began to warm up. You took a deep breath to calm it down, reassuring yourself that he was Bucky. He wasn't the Winter Soldier. He wasn't Hydra.
Once he was close enough, he threw a cross jab with his right arm. You leaned your body to the left to avoid the jab and pushed your right forearm against his to push his arm away. At the same time, you placed your left foot behind his right. Once he was slightly off balance from pushing his arm away, you hooked your foot behind his and pulled towards your body.
Bucky fell to the ground, but rolled backwards and was back on his feet in an instant. You wasted no time, placing a kick at his abdomen, but Bucky caught your leg before it hit. You jumped off your other leg and kicked at his chest, pushing the both of you backwards. You landed on your back and rolled onto your stomach to push yourself back up to your feet.
The kick sent Bucky into the wall, knocking the wind out of him. He stepped back on the mat and put his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. You used what Natasha had taught you and quickly slid between his legs, grabbing his foot in the process. Bucky fell forward, catching himself on his hands before turning onto his back. You were quick to straddle his waist and pin his arms beside his head.
You smirked at Bucky's wide eyes. "I win."
The corners of his lips twitched as he looked up at you. "Only because I let you."
You glared down at him, only making him more pleased with himself. You decided to have a little revenge and with a smirk, you slowly sat up, discreetly grinding your hips against his as you did. You could feel him twitch between your thighs and Bucky's smile immediately fell as he quickly placed his hands on your thighs.
You looked up at Natasha and Steve to see his proud face and Nat's knowing smirk. Sam had also made his way over to them and had a smile on his face. You looked back down at Bucky, noticing that his eyes were locked onto you. You gave him a wink as you stood up and made your way to the rest of them.
You wrapped your arms around Sam's waist as you listened to Steve and Natasha praise and critique your fighting. Out of the corner of your eye you watched Bucky leave the gym, slamming the door shut behind him. Everyone went silent at the sound and Steve gave you an apologetic look. "Sorry about that. He's a sore loser, even when he has to go easy."
You gave him a small smile, "You don't have to apologize for him, Steve. He- wait, what do you mean go easy?"
You slowly unwrapped your arms from Sam's waist and looked at Steve, confused at what he just said. Steve scratched the back of his neck, nervousness written all over him, "Well, you see... when Nat called Bucky over to spar with you, I might have- well I told him to go easy on you. I didn't want one of you to get too angry and cause world war three in here."
You let his words sink in for a few seconds, knowing that Steve probably made the right choice. Especially since he didn't know that you and Bucky didn't completely hate each other anymore. You let him know it was okay and you understood why he did it. He gave you a kiss on the cheek and apologized again before grabbing Sam and pulling him to the weights.
You turned back to Natasha and saw she was still smirking at you. "I was wondering if I was going to have to pull everyone out before you two started fucking on the mat."
Your face immediately began to burn as you avoided looking her in the eyes. "Me and Bucky? You know that would never happen. We've hated each other since the day we met."
Natasha raised her eyebrow as she looked you up and down. "You might have everyone else fooled, but you can't lie to me. Something changed between you two and you're going to tell me while we get ready for the party tonight."
You looked at her confused, "What party?"
She rolled her eyes and dragged you out of the gym and towards your room. "Your father is using Sam and Steve's successful recon as an excuse to throw a party. Everyone is being forced to go and you need to look great for your favorite brooding fossil."
You were about to deny her words, but she pushed you into your bathroom before you could speak. She told you to get cleaned up and left to get a shower of her own. You couldn't help but feel excited for the party. Natasha was right, something had changed between you and Bucky.
Your mind began to wander as you showered. You thought of the way Bucky's eyes were locked on yours as you stretched. The feeling of his body under yours when you pinned him down. The way Bucky's hand gripped your thighs when you rolled your hips against his.
Your thighs squeezed together as you thought of Bucky in a way you hadn't before. You quickly shook the thoughts from your head as you turned the shower from hot to cold. It was going to be a long night.