Am I Enough PT 9

Am I Enough PT 9

Bucky X Reader

Warnings: angst, fight fight FIGHT!!!

Summary: So what happened in the Gym and ho2 will Bucky react

A/N: I am sooooo sorry I got caught up in the holidays and wasn’t inspired like I usually was. But here it is. Also, I do enjoy reading all my comments they brighten my day, so even a one-word comment is always welcome.

“I’ve always noticed the looks between you, but I shrugged it off. You chose me but did you ever really pick me. I can’t compete against that. She’s perfection, and I actually thought you would be OK with having something like me. Like I could ever be enough for you. I shouldn’t have tried, you must have always known you were settling for less than you deserved. Why did you ever entertain my selfishness? She has everything, the looks, the skills, the charm, and the support you need. Why didn’t you leave me sooner?”

Y/N POV

You stormed away from the pair looking for Sam. You were so angry you didn’t even think to ask FRIDAY for a location. Going from place to place you finally find yourself in the gym. Sam is alone and currently doing pull-ups. You pause and take in the situation, why was it you always ran to Sam?

He was always there for you, lending a listening ear, even before this whole drama started. He chose to stay with you, instead of going with the team to save people. You can’t help but realize that Sam was the greatest friend you could ever ask for. Never once letting you down. You go back to all the late night movies and talks. The laughs over jokes and fun times.

“What was that like 2?” You call out knowing that he had done at least 8 since you came in.

“Haha, very funny. Don’t be jealous just cause you can’t do any.” He chuckles wandering over to you.

“I can take you any day, Ma'am.”

“Oh, it’s on!” He starts stalking towards your eyes locked on you. You take off running around the room. You both weave in and out of the equipment. Finally, you sprint across the room making a break for the door. He tackles you, on the sparring mat. You flip over attempting to block the tickles that are falling upon you.

“Uncle, uncle I give. Stop. Please.” You were, trying to get more air into your lungs. He stops and stands up. He leans over offering his hand to you. You grab it and hoist yourself up, finding yourself alarmingly close to Sam. You look up suddenly meeting his eyes, it was like the world and all your troubles meant nothing anymore. You had never quite noticed how pretty his eyes were. How they seemed to draw you in and make it seem like everything was going to be just fine.

Suddenly he was leaning in, slowly bringing his hand up to cup your jaw. For the life of you, you couldn’t find the will to stop him, even more so you didn’t want him to. He guided you gently toward his lips, he didn’t force it even allowing you to pull back if you wanted to. You could try at least, your lips met pressing together in a tentative kiss. You both pull away, making eye contact you both react at the same time. Faces scrunched, you both wipe your lips.

“Not to be rude but nope not doing that again,” Sam says after a moment.

“Totally agree with you there, kind of like kissing my brother or something.” You nod back at him.

“You have been totally friend-zoned now. You never come out of there.” He laughs at you, you soon join in. That had been a mistake but now that you had made it you felt lighter almost like a decision had been made from it.

“You know, I only came in here to talk to you about what just happened with Bucky and Nat, but I have to say I’m glad we that out of the way.”

“So, what happened?” He says putting his arm around your shoulders pulling you in.

“Let me tell you, but first why don’t we grab something to eat first and maybe you can shower, because no offense but you smell something fierce.”

“Whatever you love me. But I like that idea.”

You both turn and head out to the kitchen both now firmly on the same page.

Heading into the kitchen, you are murmuring to each other trying to figure out a plan. The team is gathered around in various places chatting together. You notice Bucky off to the side, Steve is talking to him but you can tell he isn’t paying attention. His hand is tightly gripping a cup and you can see the cracks forming on the cup. His eyes snap up to meet yours, you draw closer to Sam with the anger you see. It left you confused, he had no right to be angry with you. It should be the other way around. The glass breaks in is hand, you freeze watching him. React to the situation.

For the life of you, you can’t figure out what has set him off. So you huff at him and begin to ignore him. If he wanted to act like an infant than so be it but see if you gave 2 cares.

“Sam, what would you like to eat?” You face Sam, ignoring the stunned look on his face. You raise an eyebrow trying to encourage him to make a decision.

“Uh, just get me a sandwich, and maybe some chips,” Sam says looking around the room. You couldn’t see it but everyone was looking at you like you had lost your mind. He shrugs at them.

“Coming right up.” You begin to assume le the requested items.

“Hey, uh (Y/N) You feeling alright?” Tony asks handing you turkey from the fridge.

“Yeah, I’m doing just dandy. How about you Tony? Everything good with you?” You smile up at him, head slightly tilted to the side questioning his question silently.

“Oh, I’m good a little confused though? Usually, you go to help when you see… Well, anytime something breaks you always…” He falls quiet not quite sure how to explain what should be obvious to you, what he thought was in your nature really.

“Not when the reason for it is a grown man acting like a 2-year-old throwing a tantrum. Then no I don’t feel the need to help him clean up his own stupid mess.” With that, you turn around and begin to march out.

“Excuse me?! You want to repeat that?” Bucky is absolutely fuming when you turn around. His face is red and his chest is puffed out.

You turn around to confront him. Slowly you hand the plate to Sam. “I think you heard me just fine, but let me repeat it for you. I don’t help a GROWN man, who is throwing a TANTRUM, like a TWO-year-old, clean up his mess.” You cross your arms and stare him down. You could feel your own blood beginning to boil at this point.

“You dare call me that when you’re over here pretending to be a victim. When the only thing you want is attention.” He takes a step forward and Steve jumps in front of him holding him back.

You meet him head-on. “Don’t talk to me like that you prick, unlike you I didn’t have to jump into someone else’s pants to get it.” You’re yelling at him. Sam has placed the plate down and is now holding you back as well. “Let me go, Sam, I’m going to knock him into next week.” You strain against him trying to get a punch in.

“Yeah try to get past him. You couldn’t knock me anywhere. You’re so weak and pathetic. I’m almost surprised you didn’t ask Sammy boy here to do it for you.” Bucky chuckles darkly.

“Don’t you dare bring him into this. Jerk, you think just cause you’re an avenger you can do and say whatever you want. Well, you can’t. I could take you down a couple notches. You just have your head so far up your butt, you can’t even see what an arrogant douche you’ve become. Maybe when you’ve removed your head we can have a talk like normal adults, but I’m not going to stand here and listen to you insult me or anyone else any longer.” You turn and walk out leaving Sam to scramble after you.

Bucky POV

He was clenching his fists and panting with how angry he was at her still. Just strolling in here pretending that she hadn’t just been lip-locked with Sam.

“What’s the matter with you, jerk?” Steve finally releases him staring him down. He’s not the only one, the rest of the team is staring at him as well.

Bucky shook his head, they didn’t know. He wasn’t going to be the one to tell them either.

“If you thought that was going to help you get her back you are seriously demented,” Steve said. “You said you wanted her back. You certainly didn’t seem like you wanted that just now.”

Bucky pulled his glare to Steve, but it died quickly. He knew Steve only meant the best even if it didn’t seem like it. He pulled in a breath and counted. When he released it, it was shaky. He screwed up again.

“Why do I do this? It seems like the only thing I’m capable of doing is hurting her. Maybe I should just let her go. She doesn’t deserve someone like me, constantly making mistakes.” He’s looking at the floor and his shoulders begin hunching up more. From his tone, they can all tell he’s more trying to convince himself than anyone. How does he give up the greatest thing that has ever happened to him? Heck, how did he manage it the first time?

“Oh no, you don’t just get to dip out when it gets hard, Tin Man.” Tony pulls in front of him. “You said you were willing to do anything to get her back. Now prove it! We all make mistakes, I’m King of those things, as much as I hate to admit it. Take it from me, don’t you dare let her go. You can show her that you can be everything she wants and needs.”

Bucky is staring at him. They never had a great relationship, when he started dating (Y/N) Tony had not so subtly told him he would pay if he hurt her. So the fact that he was helping him absolutely floored him. His mouth fell open.

“Shut it, man, I know what I told you before, but I know for a fact that the one way to stop her hurting is to get you back together. You may not see it but the rest of us do. The lingering stares between you, the going out of the way to get advice on how to handle things. The only thing that hasn’t happened is a confrontation to get it all out.”

He continued to stare, that was some dang good advice. “How do I fix this? I’ve fallen so far I don’t see a way out anymore. This probably screwed any chance I had.”

“Well, the good thing about the bottom the only way to go is up. To start you might just want to take her advice and get your head out your rear. She wants a genuine apology and to show her that she is worth everything you have to give. Let’s start with small things for now. She. Never was a big bang kinda girl she prefers subtle. So we start with….” Tony is going off now, full of ideas.

Bucky though grabs on to them drinking them in. The others throw in ideas and pitch out the crazies, yo which there are quite a few. The girls, yes even Nat comes to help. They are all wary of her words but after a while her words ring true, calling a halt to any hate towards her. In fact, most of what she says is put into play.

An hour or so later they have a plan. It’s derived from only the best intentions and everyone’s sole focus to make (Y/N) happy. They are calling it Operation Happy Ending. Syncing their watches they break and head out each with an assigned task. Bucky’s is by far the hardest as it begins with an apology.

He approaches her room, each step heavier than the last. Finally, he knocks on your door, praying silently that Sam wouldn’t answer and wasn’t there. To his relief he wasn’t, she’s now dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. Her face falls slightly at see him at the door. Obviously not who she expected.

“Can I help you?” Her voice is cold and holds a slight disdain for him, she is definitely still upset with him.

He drops his face down, not meeting her eyes. This was getting harder by the second. Not the apology but the outcome. What if she didn’t forgive him? Shut the door in his face? Wanted to never see him again?

“I…. I wan… I wanted to apologize for for…… for what I said back there. About you just wanting attention and playing a victim. It’s not true, but you know that I know that, everyone knows that. I… just got jealous seeing you and Sam together. Being friends, not that any of that is new.” He is tripping over his words forming a stutter he never had before. “What I mean is, I can’t believe I ever said something so wrong about you. You have every right to be mad at me and hate me forever. I was wondering though if you would let me make it up to you. You don’t have to forgive me, just maybe give me a chance to show you how sorry I am about everything?”

He finally looks up at her, heart in his eyes. Shirt balled in his hands from where he has been pulling on the material during his spiel. He wanted nothing more than to run but he needed her to say yes.

“I don’t know, I don't think I’m ready to…” She is searching for an answer trying to better explain how she feels.

“I don’t want anything big promise maybe just a movie or game night with the team. A day out shopping, just let me show you how much you mean to me and how sorry I am.” He was desperate at this point begging her to see, and willing to give anything for it. “Sam can come to, anyone can whatever make you comfortable. Really anything just gives me one more chance, I won’t mess this up. I promise.” He gently grabs one of her hands holding on almost trying to make her feel how desperate he is.

“Alright, a game night and a day of shopping don’t sound bad.” She nods, Bucky releases the breath he was holding. “But one more chance, I don’t think I can handle anything else.”

“Ok, thank you, thank you. You won’t regret this I promise things will be better.”

She giggles softly at him and how desperate he is. He jerks his head again to meet your eyes. This time the hope was clear as day in his eyes. He had a chance now to make this alright with her.

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Am I Enough PT 5

Am I Enough PT 5

Bucky X Reader

Warnings: angst and fluff, Tony being well Tony

Summary: The truth is out but will the rest of the team ever find out and how will it change their decision to bring you back?

A/N: So I thought I’d give you a brief but necessary break from the angst to start the chapter off. Sorry about any delay in posting I just want to make sure each chapter makes sense to you guys. Also, I love all the feedback and comments I’ve gotten makes me smile like a goofball even while at work.

“Why haven’t you said anything? You’re just standing there. Do I mean so little to you that you can’t even come up with some excuse? Unless everything I’ve said is true. I was some kind of a novelty to you, something to help build you back up but you didn’t have to really love? If you knew you loved her why drag whatever this is out? Answer me!!! You have a mouth use it. Never mind, I give up alright, that’s what you want I’ll go.”

Y/N POV

Your alarm startled you both awake, jerking up you proceeded to flop around looking for your phone. Finally hitting it you lay back, sighing, with everything that had gone on you had forgotten you had work this morning. Rolling over you push yourself up and head to the bathroom. You can hear Wanda shuffling around. When you exit she is at the stove cooking, you didn’t have much in the way of food so you wander over peering into the pan.

“Whatcha making there Wandaroo?” You slip your hands around her placing your head on her shoulder.

“Well you didn’t really have anything but I made you a breakfast sandwich of sorts.” You raise your eyebrow. How on earth did she manage that? There was toast on the plate with some of your leftover lunch turkey which was now seared off, she proceeded to slide some eggs with melted cheese on to the plate. Flipping the top price of toast on she handed it to you.

“Holy Cow, I should give up men altogether and just date you.” She chuckles and hands you a cup of coffee.

“I don’t know how well Vision would take that?” You nod in agreement. They had such an interesting relationship.

Finishing up you lean over and give her a peck on the cheek. “Well thank you, darling, for the food, but I must be off.”

Wanda chuckles at you and pushed you out the door. “You so dumb, off with you. Let me know when you’re done and we can meet up.”

“Will do.” Walking down the stairs you hear the chatter coming up the stairs. Suddenly your face to face with the guys, well most of them Tony is not present but you can guess where he is.

“As, perfect timing. Would you and Wanda like to join us for breakfast?” Steve asks drawing you into a hug.

“Unfortunately, I have work. These bills aren’t going to pay themselves. Also, the new love of my life has made me the most wonderful breakfast a girl could ask for.” You pull away and greet the other giving each their own tight squeeze while you work your way down the stairs. “Wanda though, I’m sure would be happy to go with you.”

With that, you turn and hop down the remaining steps. You head into work with a little spring in your step. This is the first day that you truly felt like everything was going to be ok. This traveled over into your work and even to your boss. So when your ever eager and meddling friends showed up.

“Oh wow, that’s so cute.”

“You like it let me get it for you.”

Your head whips around the corner. There in the store is was every single one of your friends. Shuffling around looking at everything but also trying not to hit anything. Wanda has picked up a few things and Tony is glancing and making comments on the quality and the “sellability” of the products.

You come out and wave your hands stopping the most movement from them. “What are you doing here?” You try to keep it down so your boss doesn’t come out. “I told you I would meet up with you after work.”

“We got bored and wanted to see this new work location. I must say it’s pretty decent. Good products. Hey Wanda what do you think about this for Pepper?” Tony got distracted looking at something in the jewelry case. “May I see this piece here?” You shuffle behind the case. Pulling out the one he wanted and set it on the top.

“Excellent, now would you recommend a matching necklace for this?” He continued to shop taking you throughout the store. Finally, he was done and you wrapped up his purchases throwing Wanda’s in as well. While your back was turned he began to seduce your boss. By the time you were done, she told you-you could leave early. You sigh no point in arguing now. You rush to the back gathering your things and head out. You practically had to push them out each intrigued by different things in the store.

“Ok now that I’m free who’s hungry?” Some groans of approval went around. The group chatted while wondering for a place to eat. Deciding to take it all to go and enjoy the outdoors you continue your trek to the nearest park.

Dinner was great until by some twist of fate Bucky and yourself came up again. You tensed shooting a glance at Wanda.

“I’m just saying (Y/N), it’s not a bad place to work and live but you have to come back,” Tony says.

“Yeah, this isn’t where you should be.” Steve nods in agreement.

“Guys I’m not staying here forever just a little while so I can heal. I could never leave you guys.” You hang your head. Hopefully, they would let it go. Of course, they didn’t.

“It can’t be all bad what he did. You shouldn’t just give up your life because he broke up with you.” You see Wanda tense, just as you were. Steve was trying to help you knew that but it made you angry. They were friends and he had picked you but it wasn’t that simple.

“It's not something that I can just forgive and forget, Steve.”

“We can work this out, as much as I don’t like Metal Arm we can fix this,” Tony interjected.

“Tony please don’t push it.” Wanda urged. It didn’t work because they both continued.

“What was so bad that you left?”

“I can make it better just tell me what you need.”

They pushed until you snapped shooting up. “Stop!” They both shut up. “Bucky cheated on me alright, he cheated on me with Natasha. Ok?!”

They stared at you mouths open. You passed away and came back. “He left me, told me to get my things and not come back. I just did what he wanted me to do.” Again you walked away running your hands through your hair. So much for a good day. You feel the tears build up again. Letting out a choked sob, you feel a pair of arms come around you pulling you in close. “Thanks, Sam.”

You glance up to see his eyes filled with tears. He forced your head against him. “I didn’t know, we shouldn’t have pushed you.” You hug him back nodding into his chest.

You glance at Tony, his face filled with rage. “I’m going to kill him.”

Bucky POV

He knew something up when he hadn’t heard anything from the team in a few days. Steve was still pretty clingy, he liked to check up on him. So far he hadn’t heard a peep from him in a couple days. He made his way to the kitchen to find Natasha hunched over in a kitchen chair. Her head in her hands. She hadn’t spoken to him since that night. He knew she was torn up.

“Hey, you alright?” He tried to place his hand on her shoulder only to have it rolled off.

“I’m fine.” She muttered.

“Oh ok, have you heard anything from the team. It’s unusual to not hear anything from them by now.”

“They're not on a mission.” She stands up and drifts toward the hallway back to her room.

“What? Where are they then?” He asks following her.

“Can’t you tell? They went to go get her. Did you honestly think they would just let her go like that? She is as much their friend as she is ours? Or was.” She continued down the hall no longer able to look at him. She paused once more. “I can’t do this anymore, Bucky. It was wrong and I think you know this but it was and always will be her that you need. You need to go get her back.” She walks away.

He stares after her. He knows she’s right. Ever since (Y/N) had been gone he had noticed everything he loved about her. The way she would snuggle up in her sleep one foot out because otherwise, it got to warm. Or the way she left her things in random places and then forget. He could always count on it bringing a smile to his face when she huffed around looking for whatever it was only to have him point it out in 3 seconds.

Even with all those things he couldn’t help but think why. Why had he gone and slept with Natalia? She was perfect. In every way and in everything. He didn’t have to rush around with her to find things. Didn’t ever hear her complain about what she should and shouldn’t eat to avoid getting pudgy. She was simple to be around, he didn’t need to think about anything.

He growled in frustration. Why was this happening? It should be easy to pick, it was sound logic to pick Natasha but something was holding him back something told him that it just wasn’t the right choice. He ran his hands through his hair entirely to annoyed with what was happening. With a grunt, he headed off the to the gym. Maybe beating on something would clear his mind.

After 2 hours of beating the sandbag, breaking 3 and the last hanging by a thread, he still was pent-up and frustrated. He began to pace the gym trying to release any bit of the anger or frustration. Finally, he snapped and let out a yell. All the emotion came out, each second granting him a little more clarity than the last moment.

Digging into his pocket he pulled out his phone. Swiping through he found the one name that he never called but maybe just maybe he would be the one to help. Dialing the phone ran just as it was to go to voicemail he picked up.

“Man, you have terrible timing you know that?” The voice said sounding slightly agitated.

“What? Sam I…. I need….. I need your help.” He felt sick just asking but knew that if this was ever going to be right he needed him.

“Well, that might be hard because Tony and the rest just found out what happened and it looks like the only help you’ll need is planning your funeral buddy.”

“Oh, crap!”

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AM I ENOUGH PT 6 Tomorrow

Hey part 6 will be coming out early tomorrow morning. I am finishing proof reading but considering I have to be up in 4 1/2 hours, I need to go to bed. Can't wait for you all to read it!!!

My Girl

Bucky X Reader

Summary: It takes but a moment to truly appreciate everything about his favorite girl. It’s the little things that add up to make one amazing woman.

A/N: This is based off one of my favorite songs “My Girl” by Dylan Scott.

It was another one of Tony’s party. There were people everywhere, the place was almost bursting at the seams. Everyone was dressed in their finest, gathered together in groups. Laughter and memories were shared throughout. The music was pounding away, overwhelming to some.

In all this, there stood a man at the end of the bar. The party seemed to flow around him, no one paid him much attention, there was nothing off about him. He was dressed in a black on a black ensemble that made his eyes look like stained glass held to the light. It was the atmosphere he held about him. The intense focus he held, his gaze piercing through the crowded room. He was in no way angry or upset, instead, there was adoration adorning his face.

His eyes following a single woman, taking in all her ways. In a room with so many, he saw only her in all her glory, like the sun drawing him in and never letting him go. Even with the countless gorgeous women, the societal version on perfection and all he could see was her.

She waltzed among the groups, laughing with some, dancing and singing to the music with the next. Each movement she made brought back a memory for him.

They were at her family reunion, in the middle of the country. She had worn a pair of faded jeans and a loose top. Her hair out of her face and a backward ball cap. Even though she wore no makeup, she was radiant to him. Her face filled with the joy of being surrounded by family. It wasn’t often that they got together. One is so far away from them, second, the job kept them pretty busy, mission after mission keeping them constantly on their toes.

Now though she was in her element, surrounded by family and friends. She had left Bucky after brief introductions with her family. He was currently sitting at the table with the female hierarchy in her family. Mother, grandmother, and a couple aunts. They were grilling him on his life choices, making sure he was treating their baby right. Even though he was sweating bullets and fidgeting with every question, it only took her to laugh being pulled on the wind to turn his head. He could be mid-answer when his head would spin around and focus in on her. Taking her in, one moment snatching her cousins baby.

At that moment, he could see a future with him. All the anxiety left him and he realized how much he truly loved her. He got up from the table leaving a smiling group of women, sharing knowing looks, he joined her. Wrapping an arm around her waist and kissing her forehead.

He gets pulled back, like always hearing her laugh, he grabs her drink and saunters over to her. He slips his arms over her shoulders passing her drink to her.

He leans over murmuring in her ear, asking her if she was ready to go. They had a late night ride to go see her parents. She nods, she’s just as eager to get into the truck and go. Waving goodbye and hugging their friends as they went. The men were teasing him, telling him he was so in loved and wrapped around her finger.

He would always reply the same way. “You just wish you were me, cause that’s My Girl.”

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Am I Enough PT 12

Bucky X Reader

Summary: Things can’t go on like they have it’s time to change some things.

A/N: Hello All, I have had a rough month with writing no real motivation. But as today was my birthday today so I got my butt in gear and write this chapter enjoy. Also get ready for confrontations.

Y/N POV

Getting out of the tower turned out to be the greatest idea ever. Especially when it was with someone that you weren’t mad at. Steve and you spent the day galavanting about the city. You went sightseeing, Steve explained how things were back then, everything had changed of course. There was, of course, some shopping to be done, but it was nic-nacs little souvenirs from today’s travels. Your biggest find was a stuffed plush you had gotten from the aquarium, your favorite sea creature. The best find though was from a little shop that carried Avengers items. You had found it tucked in the back of the shop on the clearance rack. It had Tony wrote all over it, a red and gold mug stating The Stark Truth: Party All Night, Invent All Day, and A Little Love In Between with a picture of Iron Man on the other side. You had giggled the whole time. You couldn’t wait to give it to him when you got back.

It must have been a sightseeing Steve carrying this ginormous stuff you through the main lobby of the Avengers Tower. You had caught a few bug eyes yourself, you merely giggled while pulling Steve along a little faster eager to get home. The elevator ride was animated as you discussed the success of your day. You were both struggling to breathe, you were laughing so hard when the doors opened to the main living room. Clint was lounging with Natasha on the couch flipping through channels. Sam was talking to Wanda while pulling a massive sandwich towards him. He stopped it halfway there when you entered, letting lettuce and tomatoes fall out the back.

“What the heck is that?” Clint flips around on the couch leaning towards it. He is making grabby hands at it.

“This,” you say setting your other bags down to take the stuffy from Steve, keeping it well away from Clint. “This is my new boyfriend, Mr. Snickelfrits.” You pull him in and cuddle your face in the fur.

“Oh, give up on the human race I see, well darn shame. Let me see him. Wanna make sure he’s good enough for my girl.” He reaches out again to inspect the new boyfriend.

You can’t help but giggle handing the plush over. Clint takes the animal and gives it a few squeezes testing his worth. Then he straightens he is to get a good frontal look. “Hmm, good bone structure, clear eyes, don’t see nothing crazy here. Sufficiently lean, for now, might want to keep an eye out on it though. I know his kind.” He thrusts Mr. Snicklefrits down on the coffee table. “Now see here young man, you got yourself a good woman here. I don’t want to hear about any slacking off on your part you hear. I know how your kind works, getting lumpy and popping stitches after so long. Well, I won’t hear of it.”

He continues to educating him while the others laugh. You’re laughing the hardest by far loving every moment. You’re so caught up you don’t see the others gazes meeting around you. It was good to hear that laugh again to see the smile that splits your face. It had been too long for any of them.

You finally catch your breath and save your poor boyfriend from Clint's grasp. “All right leave him alone. He will take perfect care of me. Now if you will excuse me for a moment I need to get him comfy in my room.”

“Wow, at that stage already. Moving pretty quick don’t you think?” Clint called after you. You merely stuck your tongue out at him, continuing to your room.

Mr. Snicklefrits settled you head back to the living room, where you find the group chatting quietly to each other. Natasha sees you first and quickly changes whatever subject they were talking about. You decide to ignore it for now. They had been meddling a lot recently but maybe they were finally catching on that it wasn’t going to end well. Marching up you through yourself onto the couch between them.

“OK weirdos, what are we doing tonight?” You shift your head from side to side searching for answers in their faces. Most looked down looking slightly guilty, some attempting to pull off the innocent look. It was not working, you were, however, going to let it slide for now.

“Hey ho, people,” Tony storms into the room completely missing the atmosphere. “It’s time to get our groove on we to have a game night! Go get ready!” He starts to show people out of the room. They were all more than eager to escape the room with a good excuse to leave.

“Tony!” You get up skittering over to the side table for his gift. “I got you something while we were out.” You thrust the package into his hands as you approached him. You watched him unwrap it while bouncing on your toes, hardly containing the excitement of seeing his reaction.

He pulled out, taking a moment before throwing his head back in a full belly laugh. You couldn’t help but giggle along with him, knowing you hit the jackpot with the gift. He quickly grabs you into a hug, forcing all air out of your lungs. You squeeze him back for a second before tapping his back indicating your need to breathe.

“Well, I totally won that one.” You say with a giant smirk on your face.

“You did indeed! Now, anything you need to make your self more comfortable?” He said morning to your current attire. You nod and head back to your room changing into one of your comfiest pair of yoga pants and a loose t-shirt.

Heading back to the living room you see a giant stack of games has been set on a table along with snacks galore on another. The group was chatting around the bar each grabbing drinks and chatting. Joining them you go to fix yourself a drink when a glass is a slide in front of you already full and rest to go. You send a sidelong glance towards the person to bequeath you the drink. Bucky sends you a small smile, you can see the hope in his eyes silently pleading for you to take the drink as a show of peace for the evening. You pick it up and sip, of course, it is perfect, just like every time before. You nod to him accepting.

Turning you find the majority have sat down and munched on snacks. They had left 2 seats open of course right next to each other. You sigh shaking your head while grabbing a plate of food for yourself. You sit and join the current argument on which games are to be played. Nat and Bucky are arguing for a card game, which came with protests of them being really good at cheating. Bruce and Tony also being able to count cards. Thor was confused and called for the simple games like the Go Fish and Finding the Old Maid with no name.

You laugh at their antics while quietly getting up and choosing a board game. Selecting your favorite you quickly return and set the box down. The others continue to rant while Bucky sends you another smile helping you set up the game and get all the appropriate pieces. They have finally noticed that a game has appeared before them and you and Bucky are quietly chatting over your cards. A little trash talk and a little plan of action.

Noises of agreement go around all once again sharing looks of accomplishment with each other. The game begins and you rotate through your turns. Throughout you find the usual stubborn people are giving in a little too quickly and Bucky is standing up for your choices a little too often. You feel a small twitch growing in your eye.

Games get traded for others, while funny stories get passed around. It’s pretty much how all your game night go. Bucky is practically your butler waiting on you hand and foot. Drink need to be refilled, done. More food, done. Piece or card on the floor, not even a chance to bend over before Bucky has returned it to you. The first twitch goes off after about the 6th time he asks if you need anything in an hour. You merely shake your head at him.

On the 4th game for the night, you’ve noticed a shift in the stories. Most of them containing time when Bucky and yourself were together. Everyone just keeps going, building it up. The twitch gets worse, the sighs more frequent.

It wasn’t that they weren’t good stories but did they have to be so obvious about their plan to get you and Bucky back together. It was the final straw when you got up to pick a new game. You headed to the table glancing at each trying to pick. You heard whispering behind you followed by a scrape from a chair. Bucky had joined you in picking a game.

“Do you need any help?” He whispers. You grip the table while dropping your head to the table in a vain attempt to calm yourself down. Muttering that he was just trying to help and the others were forcing him. You catch him shooting a look back towards the main table.

They must have signaled at him because he followed with, “Are you feeling ok?” You felt the snap, heck Bucky probably heard it. He could see the way your back went ramrod straight and your breathing became heavy.

“Go sit down.” It was more of a mumble really, your last ditch effort to remain calm. Of course, this is not understood by the super soldier. He reaches a hand out placing it on your shoulder. You flip around knocking it off you while turning to the group. Of course, this would have been easier if it wasn’t his metal arm on you. You had swung so fast you were sure a bruise and maybe a cracked bone in your hand now. You clutch your hand to your chest, bouncing on your toes like it would alleviate some of the pain.

Bucky began to fuss, focusing on making the pain go away, eyes panicked with raised eyebrows. His hand flirted about you looking for a place to hold. Since the group had already been blatantly staring anyway they rose to assist.

“Sit down, damn it.” You scream at them, finally coming to a standstill. No one headed your words, still coming towards you. You shuffle backward. “I said sit down, now sit! You as well.” You motion to Bucky. He carefully retreats not wishing to anger you further.

“I know this may come as a surprise to you, but I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I can pick a game out on my own. I am quite good at obtaining my own food. I don’t need to wait on hand and foot. I've not broken anymore.” There was a collective in the draw of air. You shoot all of them a glare freezing any words about to come out. “No, nope don’t even speak right now. I am so frustrated with you all right now.” You point your finger at Bucky staring him down making sure he would understand what you were about to say next. “You best make note of everything I’m about to say cause this is where we stand right now.” You scan over the rest of the group, some were innocent in all this but best get it all out at once to prevent future issues.

“Yes, Bucky and I have broken up. Yes, he did cheat on me with Natasha. Yes, I did run away for a little while. Yes, I was broken and confused on how to go on with my life. It seemed like the best choice at the time. Even though none of you listened to me you still came after me and I thank you for that. Who knows what would be happening right now if you didn’t. That being said I’m doing alright, I’m working through it with the help of you guys keeping me busy and entertained. The meddling has to stop.” There was a chorus of protests going up, but you shushed them. “Yes, you are don’t try to deny it. For a group of superheroes and spys, you aren’t good at hiding this kind of things. You’re so obvious about it, especially tonight. I need you guys to stop now. I need Bucky to show me himself that he is capable of fixing this, whatever this ends up being. Let him prove it on his own.” You glance at the man himself. “I’m not saying you can’t get advice or ideas from them, but I want it to be you. I’m tired of every single meal or event has to be some staged intervention. Tony is a perfect example, forcing Nat and me to go on one of the most awkward lunches ever. I’m not ready for that yet, yes I may need a shove eventually but that is on Natasha and how much she may or may not value our friendship. Just stop please with the plans. It’s their mistake to fix not yours.”

You huff once more before turning back to the table to blink the tears out of your eyes, your hand still throbbing. You loved them all to death, it just killed you that they couldn’t seem to understand how much this hurt you. You feel a hand upon your shoulder, Tony slowly turns you into his chest resting his chin on your head.

“Sorry Kiddo, we didn’t mean to make you feel this way. We’ll stop interfering and let whatever happens to happen. Now can we check out your hand, you’re bleeding.”

You pull your hand up to see the top scrapped up and a blueish purple tint forming. You pull a sheepish smile, nodding in agreement. Bruce and Tony lead you away to the med lab for a quick look. The doctor looks you over and tells you, you’ve cracked the 3 middle fingers in your hand. He gives you some pain. Meds and instructions to properly care for your brace and send you off.

It’s now about 2 am and people are still lounging around playing games. Sam sees you exit the elevator, quickly running over pulling you into a hug.

“Man I knew you were a special kinda stupid but really, though you could beat Bucky’s arm in a slap fight.” Pushing you away to examine the rest of you. You shack tour head with a laugh. One by one they all get a hug followed by an apology, though Thor apologized for no reason other than eating your snacks.

“Alright, I think we’ve had enough excitement for tonight let’s all get to bed. Including you Kiddo.”

You’re left with a squirming Natasha and Bucky. You couldn’t help but fidget as well this was the first time you had been alone with the both of them.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky speaks up first. “I just didn’t want to screw up the chance you're giving me. You’re right though this is my problem and I want to fix it. I shouldn’t have related on them to fix it for me.”

“It’s alright I know why you did it, you know how they like to go overboard with things.” He chuckles and nods. “Bucky,” He lifts his head eager to please you. “I know you can do it, you did it the first time you can do it again.” He nods once more and passes you gently patting your shoulder.

“Oh and Bucky, this” you raise your hand and indicate the bandages, “not your fault. You do have a tendency to take the blame for things that can’t be helped. I shouldn’t have lashed out as I did. My temper got the best of me.” He gives his now signature nod and continues towards his room.

Going back to Nat, you take a small breath. She though beat you to the punch. “Thank you, for giving me another shot, I don’t know why in my ever mind I thought to separate you two was a good idea.” You go to interrupt her. She holds up her hand halting all protests. “Please just let me get this out.” You nod signaling her to continue. “I…I was jealous pure and simple. You had everything I wanted, down to the stupid little problems and I wanted that. Your relationship with Bucky and just complaining about little things from the office. I’ve never been jealous like this before, not with something so pure. I guess I was of you both. Bucky got the perfect relationship, with the normal love. I wanted it so bad it hurt. You had the guy who treated you like you were a Goddess and I wanted that. I’m not trying to reason with you make you forgive me. I want you to know how grateful I am that you still let me in your life and are giving me a chance to prove I was and am your friend and I will do anything to get that back with you. Please just tell me what to do to make it possible.” She had tears building in her eyes, her voice cracking several times while speaking.

Emotion runs through you, you want your best friend back. Every piece that made up its crazy self. From the shopping to the late-night talks with mountains of candy. Heck, you would even take being thrown to the mats a few times. There was this fear though that what happened before would happen again. You couldn’t just throw yourself wholeheartedly in it again.

“Its like I’ve told Bucky and the others, I need time. I can’t go straight back but I’m willing to try taking small steps. Maybe a couple lunches with Wanda or the others. I want my friend back, someone to talk to and gossip with I miss you but I can’t commit right now.”

She nods her head eager just like Bucky to make up. “I’ll do it anything and I’ll do it myself.”

She rushes up to you, pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. “Thank you for the chance.” Letting you go she retreats to her room. Sam comes out a few seconds later wrapping an arm around you.

“That was very brave, few would be willing to give it a shot like you have.” You shift to wrap your arms around his waist pulling yourself close.

“Just tell me I’m not making a mistake with this. I don’t want to hurt again but I want what I had before.”

He runs his hands up and down your back soothing your nerves. “I can’t, but I think you have two people that also want that just as much and are willing to work for it. You can’t take that for granted. It will all work out in the end. Life doesn’t come without pain though I can tell you that.”

Giving your arms a pat he leads you to the couch. Pulling up a movie you both cuddle with each other. You are quick to drift off, pain meds pulling you under quickly. You find yourself stretches out next to Sam, with the opening credits to whatever chosen movie begins to play.

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