Lroa46 - One Hit Wonders!

Am I Enough PT 18

Bucky X Reader

Warnings: fluff angst, usual things

A/N: Well here we are things are happening. Don’t want to give too much away. As always thanks for reading. This is to CELEBRATE 400 followers, just know I appreciate you all and all the support.

Operation Glue started with sending Bucky and Nat on two different missions, to give you both time and space. While the group had taken a moment to hear them out and let them explain they were still rather angry with them. It really didn’t matter that Sam was there as insurance because it hadn’t worked. They were both instructed not to make any sort of contact with you and to let them handle it.

You had awoken to a fuzzy head and itchy eyes, as you rubbed the memories of the previous night came back. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes and you quickly scrubbed at them refusing to cry over him. Enough was enough, he had made his choice. As you glance around the room you find yourself in Tony’s room and upon the side table is a note.

    Time to get showered and dress, we have a full day ahead of us. Pack for a warm week and bring a swimsuit.

    Love your favorite,

    Tony

You chuckle, he was always trying to look out for you. You guessed he had plans to take you on some sort of vacation and for once you couldn’t find it in you to argue. You quickly head down to your room. Once packed and ready you head to the main room.

To your pleasant surprise, neither of the two heathens are there. Scouring the fridge you grab some fruit and yogurt. Sitting down you see Sam coming in rolling a suitcase, a smile breaks upon your face. You get to hang with your best friend and for some reason that warms your heart to no extent.

“Hey.” You call as he comes sits down next to you.

“Hey, sweet cheeks how are you feeling?” He leans over and pulls you into a sidewards hug.

“I’m alright Sam just a little heartbroken but I’ll be ok I think this trip will help, some time away will do me some good.” You squeeze him back before going back to your meal.

“For what it’s worth, I was with them when they had their talk yesterday, they wanted to make sure you didn’t get the wrong idea.” You chuckle bitterly. “Yeah, it didn’t really help. So we sent them on separate missions with express instructions not to talk to you. You know we would never allow them to hurt you like that again.” You nod silently not sure how to take this new piece of information. “Well we get to forget about them for a little while, we are going sightseeing.”

Tony finally emerges, “There is my beloved flower. Are you ready to get this adventure underway?”

“Yes, I am. To what exotic place are you taking me?”

“Well, I figured I would show you off so how does Spain sound to you?”

Squealing you pull him into a tight hug. “I have never been but always wanted to go. What are we waiting for?” You race back to your seat and grab your bags and quickly head to the elevator. Leaving the two men laughing at you.

It turns out you were waiting on Wanda, but she quickly caught up to you on the jet, making herself comfortable in the seat next to you. For the entire trip, you looked up different things to do and made a list of all the things you would love to do while there. You will admit a lot of it was just eating, drinking and just relaxing.

The next few days pass in a flurry of activity and you can say you have never been happier. The weather had stayed sunny and warm nothing too hot just perfect. Sam and Wanda dragged you to all the popular spots, while Tony fed you from the finest restaurants and food stand. Of course, everything was paid for by him, every day he handed you a new wad of cash even if you hadn’t run through the previous day's allowance. Spoiled was what it was though at the back of your mind you knew it was merely them taking your mind off present situations.

They did a good job, at least until the night crept in and you were alone in your room, then came the memories, the worries, and the pain. This particular night it seemed to weigh heavy on your mind, with the others soundly sleeping you snuck out to the living room of Tony’s apartment. Grabbing a glass of water you settle on the lounge chair facing out onto the ocean. The light of the moon reflected off the waves and with the window slightly cracked the faint ocean sound seeped into the hearing. A sense of calm overcame you, provoking thought and questions to your predicament. The big question was what would happen now, you could leave but it just felt like you were running away from your problems.

Your vacation soon came to an end and you found yourself a little melancholy about it. This had been a great experience and you wished it would last a little longer. You knew you would eventually have to face the music but that didn’t mean you wanted to leave such a great place.

With your bags packed and you all loaded into the jet, you took off into the sky. You let out a sigh, relaxing into the chair. Turning to Tony, you take him in. He was a well-traveled man, a person that had literally seen the world.

“Hey Tony,” he grunted informing you that he was listening but never taking his eyes off his screen. “What has been your favorite place to travel to?”

He lifts his head, staring off, “Hmm I would say Dubai was pretty amazing, lots of things to see and take in. Though Hong Kong is up there as well, the industrial aspect to be able to make so much, have them replicate to a certain extent and then produce a cheaper version, it is quite astounding ….” He goes on mostly naming places where sciency things went on, you look out the window waiting for him to finish.

When he does you turn to Wanda, “What about you? I’m sure that you have been quite a few places.”

“Hmm, most of the time I am on missions and the like so I really don’t get the opportunity to take in the sites, though I will say I am more of a nature kind of person, being able to see the beauty that each country has to provide away from the busy cities. That's probably why I would pick Wakanda as one of my favorites, the blend of nature and city always astounded me. Of course, I would also say Sokovia was gorgeous as well, the mountain air and views would take anyone's breath away.” You could tell she got lost in the moment, her eyes focusing on distant memories, slight tears from the loss of those times.

“Hey what about me don’t you want to know where I have been?” You chuckle at his whiny tone as if he hadn’t been next on your list. You nod, asking him to continue. “I think my favorite place was the good US of A. There is just something so amazing about seeing the country you live in and how many different and diverse places there are. I think the best way to see it though is by car, preferably a convertible for the summer time. The country seems to come alive during that time, though the other seasons can be fun as well. I think one of my favorite places was a Renaissance fair in Wisconsin. Taking in the good old days. Now that is good traveling.”

You smile for some reason you were expecting Sam to say the US. He had that homebound feel to him and you found your thoughts drifting to the idea of traveling. The rest of the trip they swapped their favorite places and stories drawing you into a world you had only heard in passing and seen through pictures on Instagram. By the time you reached home, your mind was swimming with thoughts and ideas.

When you landed the group was there to greet you, upon seeing Nat and Bucky you gave them tight lip smiles. Nodding but saying nothing, shuffling the group into the elevators and into the family area you began another game night. Despite the way you left you pushed away from the impulse to lock yourself into your room away from the sad and prying eyes of Bucky you know you would have to face him eventually but for now, you wanted to spend time with your family.

The night wore on and eventually, a yawn escaped, signaling the end of the night. As you said your goodnights, you felt your mind go back to your earlier thoughts. When your door closed you moved your computer to your bed, searching and filling your mind with far-off places as you drifted into sleep.

It was only a couple days after your return that you finally came to some decisions about your life and what you wanted to do. When the team dinner came around you patiently waited until the end to finally disclose your plans.

“Everyone, I have an announcement.” You wait until every eye was on you to continue. “I am leaving,” The group quickly voiced their opinions, some jumping up to try to reason with you. You held your hand up to gain silence once more. “I am not leaving for good but I want to travel and see the world, the farthest I’ve gone so far is to the Midwest and I ended up working most of the time I was there. Going to Spain was the best experience of my life so far and I want to see more of it.” You look around at the room gauging their reactions and from what you could see it was pretty good but you could see the hesitation on their faces.

Upon hearing you finish your announcement Bucky quickly stood up a panicked look on his face. “(Y/N) may I speak to you please? In private.” He turned away without even looking to see if you followed. He went out to the patio. You joined him only to find him pacing back and forth. You knew this would come but you had wanted it to be on your terms and when you wanted. Seeing him though, all tense and his fist clenching, as he berated himself under his breath you pushed back the fear you felt creeping up on you as you walked out here.

“Please tell me you aren’t leaving because of me? Please don’t leave because I screwed up.” He shouted once he finally stopped moving.

“No, I’m not," You take a deep breath trying to gain more strength to say what needed to be said. "the truth is, I’m doing it for me. I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t know where my life is headed anymore, I feel like I’ve been stuck in the random place with no goals and no real future planned out. I don’t know what I’m doing here. I love you guys but I… I just don’t know about a lot of things. I don’t know if I can forgive you or Nat for what you have done. I understand it was a misunderstanding and it wasn’t what I thought it was. But it was like reliving all the pain again. That moment even if it was just a hug and Sam was there. The only thing I kept thinking about was you were going to keep picking her that I was never going to be enough for you. That no matter what I did you were always going to pick her over me.” Bucky goes to interupt lifting his hands up in an attempt to make you understand. You quickly shake your head at him. “I know Bucky, I know what you mean, but this isn’t something that will just go away. You may not have meant to hurt me but you still made me feel hurt and betrayed.” His hands dropped, shoulders slumped and eyes dejected and sullen. He was finally accepting that he there was a very good chance he was going to lose you forever and there was nothing he was going to be able to do about it.

Finally, he took a deep breath in raising his eyes to meet yours. “For what it's worth I’m sorry. I really was just trying to fix things. But your right I can’t help how you felt and I am eternally sorry that I could ever make you feel that way. I just need you to tell me what to do to make it alright. Please.” He begged, pleading to once again give him another shot. “I know I made a mistake and I promise, I swear, I won’t ever do it again.

I understand that might not mean a lot, heck its an empty promise, but I will prove it to you. As long and as much as you need me too. He picks up your hands holding them gently in his grip, desperate to show you he was serious about this. “I’m willing to wait, because you are worth that and so much more, even if it takes a lifetime. Even if….” his voice cracks with what he is about to say. “Even if you choose someone else, even if it’s Sam. I want, no, I need you to be happy. To get everything you deserve and want, even if that is not me. I am hoping in time though you will also forgive me as well. Please just give me a chance to prove it to you. His eyes were filled with tears and his lips were pressed into a thin line waiting for your decision.

He searches your face, looking for any reaction. Any sign that you were willing. He finds your eyes filled with tears and a slight hitch in your breath. You drop your head into your hands you let out a sob.

“Please… please don’t cry. I didn’t mean to upset you.” He goes to pull you into him but freezes his motion doubting if this was what you wanted. He was the reason you were so upset, from what he has seen it should be Sam that is comforting you not him.

He turns, going to grab Sam hoping that he can make you all better. Looking up to see him leaving, you reach out a hand almost on instinct, pulling him back with a strength that neither of you knew you possessed. You pull him into a crushing hug. You weren’t about to let him go without finishing your talk. You lean your head onto his chest, letting the sobs and pain wrack your body, letting yourself once again grieve over everything you had and everything you had lost. Embracing that you didn’t quite know what the future held for you but knowing you had to face it and you had to think about yourself at this moment. Pulling you in tighter he rocks you back and forth, rubbing his hand up and down your back, doing his best to soothe you.

When your cries finally fade into the occasional sniffle and hiccup you look up at the man holding you. Running your eyes across his face, looking for some sort of sign that what you were about to do was the right thing. You take one more shuddering breath before stepping back from his arms.

“I don’t know if I can forgive you right now.” You see his shoulders slump, but as he takes a breath in he straightens once again. “That's not to say that I won’t ever forgive you. We have been through too much though, in such a short amount of time, I haven’t truly been able to sort through my feelings.” You take a tentative step closer to him, placing your hand on his arm. “I do know that I do love you, don’t think I have ever stopped, that being said its time for me to take care of myself though. I need me time not quite sure what that entails, or how long, but I’m not looking to rush into anything with you or anyone else. You did say you would wait and I need you to hold to that.” You rub his arm, a silent plea for him to understand.

Simply nodding, he draws you into one final hug, thankful that you had heard him out and that you had finally got your opportunity to talk. You both spin around to find the whole group crowded around the doorway. You quirk an eyebrow at them. Most of them had silly little grins on their faces, some were nodding, Tony was looking a little close to crying but with a proud look on his face.

“Really guys, you guys gonna just snoop on a private conversation?” Trying to give them the best evil eye you could.

“Hey, we are as invested in this situation as you and Bucky. Besides we also wanted to know why you suddenly decided to travel.” Sam said everyone nodded in agreement, as he pushed through the group to draw you into a hug.

You merely laughed, drawing back to shake your head at the group. Suddenly a thought occurred to you, “Hey Bucky, you said even if its Sam, what does that mean?”

“Oh well, you see a while back I saw you in the gym and I saw the two of you kissing. Then you guys started acting all sweet on each other. I thought the two of you were seeing the other.” He blushes as he admits this, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. When he looks up to confirm his suspicion he finds you both have a look of disgust on.

“Oh that, the incident that should never be talked about again,” Sam states shaking his head. “That was a decidedly, mutually bad decision. A misinterpreted feeling that ended up with us kissing. Sorry to say but this one,” he bumps your shoulder, “has been permanently been placed in the friend zone and even the family zone really and we all know that there is no coming out of that. I’m sorry to say that she will never get to indulge in the greatness that is myself.”

You shove him away tired of his ridiculousness. Bucky socks him in the head. You all head into the main room, chatting about the upcoming adventure. Things were looking up and you had a chance to finally do something worthwhile.

An adventure of a lifetime and you just couldn’t wait for it to begin.

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Why? Just Why?

Bucky X Reader; Steve; Avengers

Warnings: Fluffy Fluff

Summary: Reader wants to make a meal for the group but with the way they eat she needs to pull out the big guns. She heads to Sam’s Club to find all her goods without breaking the bank.

A/N: I know I’m horrible for not updating the 2 stories I have been working on but this has been rattling around in my head.

There was a relaxing excitement in the air. Barely passed breakfast and the team was draped over various pieces of furniture, Sam was flipping through Netflix never really settling on a movie. No one seemed to mind though each was enjoying having a moment to do absolutely nothing. The group had decided that they would spend the day together but none really had the energy to actually plan anything besides sitting and watching some TV.

You came strolling in having left to grab a book, you survey the scene in front of you taking in the various positions available to you to sit. Suddenly an idea came to mind, it was something your family had always done on family nights.

“Hey how about I make dinner this evening? Nothing better than a home-cooked meal to round out a lazy day.” You watched the whole group perk up, like excited puppy dogs, you could almost see some tails wagging.

“Well, I guess that answers that question.” You giggle as the group nods their heads quickly. You set your book down on a side table. “Let me grab my purse, I have some shopping to do.” You pause swinging back around to take in the group. You realize that you have 2 super soldiers, a god, a hulk and a man with an apparent endless stomach. “I’m thinking Sam’s Club should have enough.” You start back towards your room.

Upon your return, Steve and Bucky are waiting each has a questioning look upon their face. “What is this Sam’s Club and why will it solve our feeding problem?” Steve asks timidly like he should know the answer but is ashamed to admit he doesn’t.

You place a hand on his shoulder, “Hey don’t sweat it, not everyone has experienced the greatness that is Sam’s Club. How about this why don’t you both come with me? Heavens knows I will probably need the 2 of you to get the stuff back here anyway.” You head to the elevator with your tagalongs. On your way to one of the world’s best places.

Pulling up to the building, Steve and Bucky can only take in the unassuming building. You climbed out calling to the boys. “Well come along, we can’t spend too much time here.”

They quickly followed. Grabbing a cart you flashed the front door man your card before heading inside. The boys slowly walked in behind her. When they finally got a clear view they stopped. Their jaws were dragging the floor trying to take in everything that was displayed in front of them.

“What? What is all this?” Bucky had a dumbfounded look on his face.

“This is the magic of Sam’s Club. It’s bulk buying at a cheaper cost. It’s usually for businesses that need supplies, or things for the office. A lot of this can be resold in individuals. If they are hosting events or just need something for the office. Of course, there are families that come here because they buy in bulk to save money and have plenty of mouths to feed. Hence why we came here.”

They weakly nod their heads. “So all this stuff is cheaper because you’re buying so much at once?” Bucky is still trying to wrap his head around the idea.

“Yup, it’s like a warehouse. So come on we have shopping to do.” You start to push the cart away only to find they haven’t followed. You backpedal, placing one of their hands on the side of the cart. “Ok, here hold on to the cart, Don't let go I don’t want you to get lost.” You talk slowly so they could understand. They nod and start moving with the cart.

You start heading through the aisles not really paying any mind to what was there you were focused on sales and food. Unfortunately, the guys had to pick something up and ask why there needed to be so many of certain things. You were barely through half the store before you reached the clearance section of the store. You quickly worked through the area judging if the price was worth it or would this jacket look nice. You grabbed a couple shirts and a nice big pack of socks. The boys were looking over some shoes and t-shirts.

“What you think Stevie? This one or the blue one.” Bucky them up trying to decide.

“I don’t really know they both look nice though you do need a little more color in your wardrobe maybe do the blue.” Steve ponders.

You can’t help the laugh that comes out. “You both realize those shirts are only $4 each right?” They look down at the bin seeing the big sign attached to it.

They look at each other before they each grab one of each color. They follow up with a pair of shoes. They dive back in and come up with a couple random kitchen gadgets. Bucky holds up a milkshake blender. “Hey, Doll, may I get this, what does it do?”

“It makes milkshakes, of course, it makes them in larger batches but still. Also, we do have a blender that makes them.” You reply they were falling into the trap of a good deal.

“I know that but this makes just milkshakes, I don’t have to share with anyone. Also not having to worry about those weird “healthy concoctions that Steve makes us drink, mixing in either.” He affirms his decision before placing it in the cart.

Steve has a similar story though he has a dehydrator. He had heard something about making fruit into a yummy snack that he could take on missions, not having to eat so many granola bars. As you start to move away from both their hands found their way to the cart latching on once more. You couldn’t help but chuckle at them. They listened so well it was like shopping with the world’s best-behaved kids, they even had the constant what’s this questions to affirm it. Slipping your phone out you took a picture of the moment. You quickly send it to the group with the simple caption: Shopping with my boys! Couldn’t ask for more well-behaved kids.

You finally reach food and begin to pile things in. The guys found giant boxes of their favorite cereal and a few snacks they always have to constantly buy. You had finally decided to make pulled pork sandwiches with all the fixings. You strolled through the frozen aisles picking up cheesecake for dessert and a veggie blend.

Finally making it to fresh produce, Steve stocks up on different fruit he can use in his new machine. Bucky added items to add to his gallons of ice cream for tonight's milkshakes. You focused on your meal, drifting to the meat selection you browse the pork butt. Steve and Bucky are still attached to the cart. You finally pick out 2 well-marbled pieces both about 15 lbs each. Bucky quickly comes over to grab both from you.

“Wow Doll, do we really need this much? I mean I know we eat a lot but this may be a bit excessive.” He places both in the cart anyway. You pass by the flowers taking a quick look before moving on to your final destination of bread.

“Yup, I have no doubt that once you try this there will be nothing left. If there is it won’t be there for long trust me.” Finally heading to bread you quickly pull a bag of white and wheat rolls to finish off your meal.

Checking out was quick and efficient as is the norm, the guys once again having to scoop their jaws up seeing the price. “No way, how could that only cost that? This is worth twice that amount.” Steve is trying to calculate everything but couldn’t find an answer.

“Like I said the magic of Sam’s Club. Let’s grab some lunch before we head back.” You escort them to the concession stand. “Hey is pizza alright with you guys?” Seeing their nods you grab a slice for each of you along with your cups. Bucky grabs the plates and Steve the cups going to fill them up, already knowing what each of you would drink, though you saw him pause at the sheer number of options to choose from.

Sitting across from Bucky, you place napkins and parmesan in the middle of the table. He is staring at the giant slice of pizza, trying to figure out the need to have a quarter of a large pizza for that price. “Why? Just why?”

Once again you chuckle, shrugging while taking in his astonishment. Eating in silence your group finishes quickly and exit the building and loading up the SUV before starting your trek back to the compound.

Grabbing a cart you walk the small horde of food in, you exit the elevator to see the rest seemingly in the exact same position as when you left. The only indicators of movement being some Chinese containers on the coffee table.

“Sooo, how did your shopping adventure go?” Nat asks sitting up.

Steve and Bucky look at each other and a glazed look comes over their faces. “It was… it was, yeah.” A sign escaping and having absolutely no words to describe what they had just gone through. “But look at all the things we got. Having moved their things to a separate table they showed the group their finds pride evident at the great price they found them at.

Making your way to the kitchen, you proceeded to start dinner. You couldn’t help but listen to the guys as they spun their adventure in the superstore. Getting caught up in the movements you fail to see Bucky sneak in beside you. You end up turning and bumping into him.

“Hey handsome, did you need something?”

“Nope came to check on my girl see if she needed any help and also thank her for a wonderful day so far.” With that, he pulled out a bundle of flowers.

“What? How?” You never even saw him pick them up let alone buy them.

“Master assassin remember?” He leans in a gives you a quick peck on the lips before stepping back.

“Well thanks for this and I should be good for now just want to get this pork cooking and then we should all be good to go.”

Thor stomps in interrupting your moment with Bucky. “What is this club belonging to Sam, how is it that it is so magical and may I get my own club as well?”

The group merely laughs and you can tell this was going to be a great day off.

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Am I Enough PT 13

A/N: Ok I feel I have tortured you guys a lot recently. So here is some fluff and a potential of what could be! As always comments appreciated.

Warnings: none just some fluff

Pain waited for you when you woke up the next morning. Apparently sleeping on an injured hand wasn’t the best idea in the world. You flip over in the bed pulling the hand to you, willing the pain away. But the consistent throbbing had yet to ebb. As you rock yourself back and forth, a knock sounds throughout the room.

“Come in.” You manage to squeeze out.

Bucky's head pops around the side. He takes in your state in an instant. He rushes to the side of your bed hands hover above you for a moment uncertain of what was permissible. Finally, he reaches for your hand drawing it up so he can inspect it.

“I had a feeling I would find you like this. And people say I’m hard-headed.” You chuckle slightly but it quickly turns into a groan.

“Jerk, I slept in it apparently. Now it hurts like no tomorrow.” You go back to rocking while Bucky remains to hold your hand. He perches himself on the edge, snickering at your antics.

“I figured that may be the case, so I brought you this.” He pulls a tube containing some clear liquid. You quirk an eyebrow at him. “It’s a painkiller, the liquid makes it quicker to absorb. Takes the pain away quicker.”

“You are an absolute Godsend right now. I knew I kept you around for a reason.” He throws his head back in laughter. You can’t help the little litter patter of your heart from hearing the sound. It had been a long time and you found you missed the sound.

You smile at him, “Alright time for breakfast. What are we having?”

You stand up and quickly head to the bathroom to get ready. You glance over your shoulder, waiting for Bucky to answer your question. You find him gazing back at you with nothing but appreciation in his eyes. You spin around hiding your blush, closing the door concealing all emotion from him.

You quickly attempted to yourself together not really trying to be one-handed made it extremely hard. You stuck to your PJs but added a bra that remained in your bathroom. To say that was hard was an understatement. You were soon grunting from trying to pull it down. The confounded thing had rolled in the back and refused to come down, as much as you stretched your arm and tried to be bendier than you were.

Hearing a knock, you jerk around towards the door. “Hey doll, everything alright in there?”

“Um, not really I’m kinda stuck.”

“Want me to help?” There is a slight stutter to his words, unsure if that is the right course of action. “Or you like me to go get Wanda?”

“No!” You rush out. “The fewer people know the more my dignity remains intact. Just don’t laugh.” You open the door admitting him to the bathroom. You turn your back to him. “See it’s all twisted and I can’t reach it.” You wave your hand across your back, demonstrating your lack of flexibility.

“Gotcha, let me help.” He reaches running his fingers beneath the band. You shudder, your skin raising goosebumps everywhere he touches. He still did things to you, your heart rate picking up. He rights the situation and slowly turns you around to meet his eyes. You stare into the stormy depths trying to figure out all the emotions flitting across the surface.

He clears his throat breaking the moment. “To think the great (Y/N) done in by a bra. That’s one for the books.” You scoff and proceed to slap him on the arm. Unfortunately for you, you used your bad hand.

“Bad idea, very bad idea.” Once more you are clutching your hand.

“Ha, serves you right for assaulting someone for telling the truth.” He exits the bathroom, also exiting the situation for further processing later.

Finally dressed, you head to the kitchen. Already you can smell the waffles and bacon in the air.

“Oh, my favorite!!” Speeding ahead, leaving Bucky in the dust.

“Whoa! SLOW down before you hurt yourself again.” Tony is surprisingly up and leaning against the counter, nursing a cup of coffee.

“But Tony, it’s waffles you know I can’t resist waffles or bacon for that matter.” You rush around the island searching for the source. Grabbing a plate you load up ready to eat. That is of course until you end up with too much on one hand. Forced to decide what to leave for the second trip. A hand reaches into your view grabbing the plate.

“Let me help, Gimpy.” Sam is smiling while going to the table with your plate.

“Ah thanks, you’re the best ever.” You place your cup down, before placing a kiss on his cheek. “What would I do without you?”

“Perish, that’s what.” You laugh nodding in agreement.

You don’t see the pain flash across Bucky's face as you tuck into breakfast. Everyone files in grabbing food and settling around the table. The conversations turn lively, your pleasantly surprised when Bruce sits next to you. He asks about your hand, you go through your morning of struggles being one-handed.

“Don’t know what you have until it’s gone right.” He chuckles, nodding in complete understanding. Your day continues like this a blissful peace within the group. That was until Tony announced your party, with everything going on you had completely forgotten about it. You needed something to wear, as you were on the couch you shot straight up. Whipping your head toward Wanda and Nat on the love seat. “Crap, I was supposed to do that.”

Then you remembered Bucky’s invitation. You raise your voice, “Bucky!” Turns out he was only in the kitchen, so when he answered right above you, you almost jumped out of your skin.

“What?!”

“When did you get there?”

“I was in the kitchen getting coffee, now what do you want?”

“Shopping, we need to go shopping. My party is this weekend and I have nothing I want to wear. The girls also need something. Also, you did say you want to go.”

He nods in agreement, not believing you would actually go with him, but he would take what he could get.

“Perfect!” You jump from the couch, merely making eye contact with the girl a communicating everything within a moment. You went your separate ways, leaving a very confused Bucky behind.

“Waits are we going or what?” He’s calling after you, spreading his arms to show how confused he was.

“Duh, we're getting changed meet here back in 15. Get a move on.” You don’t even look at him just wave him off to get ready. Bucky POV 

In the car, the tunes were pumping out the stereo and all the girls were singing at the top of their lungs to the songs. He was groaning but still, a smile found its way on to his face at the three acting like nothing had ever happened between them.

Trying to tune the noise out he thinks back to the last couple days and everything that had happened. Game night had been great in his mind. Though the not so subtle way they interfered. Even while sitting next to her he could sense her annoyance though he was confused on whether it was something he had said or done or something different altogether. So when she had practically stomped away from The table he looked to the others for guidance.

He would say that the moment she snapped he was shocked, surprised really. More importantly, he was overjoyed. He could see her coming back. She had always been one to speak her mind, never letting anyone, especially him dictate her actions. So the fact that she put everyone back in their place sent a warm feeling spreading through his chest. Even though you couldn’t see it the proud grin set on his told everyone how glad he was to have the old (Y/N) back.

Of course, it was short lived when he saw her hand and the damage his metal arm had done. He had fluttered outside the exam room waiting to see if she was alright. Once he had confirmed he bolted out sure that he was the last person she wanted to see. 

She once again squashed those thoughts the next morning with her assurances. Then that moment in the bathroom. It was a weird mix of feelings, the hope of being able to be of help to her and the fire that ignited by touching her again. She was perfect in every way, just those short brushes of his fingertips against her skin made him crave more.

A jab to ribs jolted him back into the present. “Hey, what was that for?”

Wanda laughs at him. “You’re about to miss the turn.”

He quickly puts on his blinker swerving over to catch the light. He made quick work of finding parking. They all piled out and where hooking arms, purpose driving their springy steps. Bucky had to chase after them, huffing at them when he finally caught up. They stuck their tongues out and went back on their way. It was almost predatory the way they moved through the shops. Eyes zeroing in on clothing, assessing its worth and visualizing what it would look like.

To Bucky, it was the most frightening thing he had ever witnessed. Instantly reminded of why he never went shopping with them. It was that and every store had to be examined thoroughly. He was pretty sure halfway through that this was how he was actually going to die. Not in a blaze of gunfire while saving someone. No, it was going to be here, of boredom while in a mall. It wasn’t until she walked out in a (Y/F/C) dress. It was perfect hugging in all the right places and flattering the ones she always complained about. To him though it was like the world stopped for a moment. His eyes remained glued to her every movement. He couldn’t seem to look anywhere else. She twirled in front of him, quirking her eyebrow, a silent way to ask how she looked. He was sure there was a dumbfounded look on his face, he nodded words not seeming to want to form in his head anymore. A goofy grin broke her face as she proceeded back into the dressing room, his eyes following her the whole way. He hears the sound of a shutter to finally break his trance. His head swung to the side seeing Wanda with her phone leaning toward Nat showing her the moment she just captured. They were giggling to each other. “That best not go out to anyone.” He growled at them.

“Oops, too late whole team has it. I’m sure Sam is saving it for blackmail as we speak.” She shakes her head extremely pleased with what she had done. His phone started to go off. Rolling his head while a groan escaped him. He did not want to deal with this. He would be mocked for the next century at least. There was evidence.

(Y/N) came out, dress slung over her arm. He stood, stretching from remaining still for so long. “So, shoes and jewelry now, I presume?”

“Of course, I don’t believe I have anything that will fit this dress perfectly.” He could hear the sarcasm, come out but the smile made it hard to call out so he merely joined.

“Oh, of course, can’t have anything just slightly off. It is your night everything must be perfect.” He nods his agreement.

“I’m glad you understand, help is so hard to find with these things.” She lets out an exaggerated groan.

After finding everything for the upcoming party the group heads toward the registers. Bucky could plainly see how excited (Y/N) was for the evening. He hadn’t seen the complete outfit, but from just the dress he knew she would be turning heads all night. He followed her through the queue before placing all her items on the counter.

“Here doll, let me.” Offering to buy her items. “Oh no, I got this, believe it or not, Tony pats me way too much for what I’m doing I have more than enough money to spare.” She shot him a vicious glare claiming her independence.

“Please doll.” He pulled the best puppy eyes he could, but they weren’t working. She shook her head quickly stopping any more thoughts of arguing. “Fine. Hey, I think Wanda is trying to get your attention.”

He points behind her where Wanda is browsing the bins of small knick-knacks while waiting. She turns to step over to her quickly. While she’s distracted he quickly hand the cashier some money paying for the lot. Handing him the receipt and the bags.

“Hey, Wanda didn’t need me.” She knocks his arm playfully. He shifts from the registers and walks away.

“Oh, I was sure I saw her waving at you.” He plays dumb. She quickly catches on.

“No, no you did not just do that to pay for my things.” She is growling at him. “Hand it over.” She holds her hand out.

“The bag,? It’s heavy let me carry it.” Still trying to play dumb.

“Not that the receipt, I need to return it and then pay for it myself. Don’t be spending your money on me Bucky.”

“Nope not going to happen, I ate it.” He has a smug grin on his face. He continues on his way out the door ignoring any further protests. She storms out after him mumbling about a stubborn, bone-headed super soldier. He chuckles before finding a bench to sit on. He tucks the bag close to his side, (Y/N) joining him with a huff.

Finally, the girls are all done and are loaded into the car bags filling the back of the car. It had been an adventure, to say the least. He was glad it was over but he was happy to see (Y/N) getting back to her normal self. He knew this was a step in the right direction. (Y/N) POV Upon arrival at the tower the bags quickly come out and everyone is headed back to their rooms. You lingered back with Bucky, he still insisted he carries your bag all the way to your room. It was silent the whole way there neither of you quite knowing what to say.

With your door in view, Bucky quickly opens it, letting you shuffle in beside him. You sit on the bed while Bucky places your bags beside you before he heads to your restroom. He emerges with a glass of water along with some pain pills. How he knew that your hand was throbbing was beyond you. You had barely acknowledged your self. You quickly swallowed the pills while lounging back into your pillows. He takes the cup back to refill it before setting it on your nightstand.

“Anything else?” Bucky asks shifting his eyes looking for an obvious need.

“No, I’m just going to take a quick nap.” You follow your statement up with a yawn. “Shopping took a lot out of me.”

“Alright, shall I wake you for dinner?”

You can only nod, sleep draw you in. “Oh, Bucky?” You wave him over. He leans down when in reach you lean up to quickly kiss his cheek. You can already feel the blush forming on his cheeks as you fall back in the pillows. “Thank you.”

“No need, Doll. Anytime.”

“I needed to tell you. I knew you could do this yourself. I just need more time.”

“Take all the time you need, Sweetheart. I’ll be here when and if you're ready. Now get some sleep."

You relax back once more letting sleep overtake you. You only just manage to see Bucky flip the lights out before gently closing your door. Your final thoughts as you began to drift off rang out.

Things were finally starting to look up, but would they continue in this way?

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Iron Man & Mrs. King (20/20)

Pairing: Tony x Reader Word Count: 1366 Warnings: Domestic Abuse, fluff, some swearing. JARVIS is still an AI, Bucky is part of the team.

6 months later, Asgard

Y/N stood on a balcony overlooking a training courtyard that was filled with Sif’s warriors. Odin and Loki kept watch next to her as one of Sif’s latest trainees was sparing against a man covered in the day’s bruises. He was slightly skinnier and his face no longer held his signature sneer, but Wayne was still very recognizable.

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Loved the new chapter! Glad she decided to take care of herself and leave them for some time.

Thank you! Sometimes you just have to look after yourself