Authors Note: Alright, here it is. Sorry it’s a bit late but I had shit to do. Tell me what you think? What do you think should happen next? Also, next part is gonna be a little…well, steamy? They start training and that means all kinds of touching…
Warnings: alcohol, swearing, jealously, shorter than before
Word Count: 1961
“You can’t be seriously be avoiding this, (Y/N).” Steve sighed,“This is a big deal. You don’t understand. Buck thought he didn’t have a soulmate, that he didn’t have the perfect match…”
(Y/N) shook her head,“Steve, he hates me. There is no way I’m gonna just come out and say I’m his soulmate.” She insisted,“That’s just ridiculous, he would never be on board with it.”
Steve let out another deep sigh, giving her his signature ‘I’m disappointed in you’ look.“You aren’t changing my mind, (Y/N).”
(Y/N) let out an over-dramatic groan before getting up to mope in her room instead of listening to Steve act like a father putting his foot down.
There was no way that Steve’s little plan would work. It didn’t matter if Bucky was her partner for missions now, it wasn’t gonna make him like her.
Steve acted like she was the bad guy in this, like she wasn’t torn apart about it all. She had been waiting for this day, dreaming about a guy who was on her side. She was finally going to have someone who cared.
Of course fate had screw with her, it always did. She didn’t know why she thought this would be any different from every other important person in her life.
(Y/N) walked down the hallway to her bedroom, passing by Bucky who was radiating with aggravation. It peaked her interest, and before she even knew it, she had zoned in on him.
Bucky shut the door to the meeting room where Steve was, the slam echoing through the Headquarters. Or at least she thinks it did, her hearing was slightly inferior to everyone else’s.
“How dare you partner me up with her? She’s insufferable.” Bucky stated, making (Y/N) heart ache at her soulmate’s words.
“She isn’t insufferable, Buck. C'mon, you need to ease up on her. I like you might ever like her.” Steve said with a knowing tone.
Bucky laughed dryly,“No way. She’s walks around like she is better than everyone, and she has no regard for anyone else. I can’t work with her, Steve.”
“Well, you don’t have a choice, Bucky. This is how things work. You work with her, it doesn’t matter if you like her or not.” He told him,“You’re partners now. You work together and you protect each other. Just…try it out, okay? Give it a month or at least four missions to see how you fight together.”
(Y/N) zoned out after that, taking a turn into the training room instead of going to her room. Maybe she just needed to work out these emotions on a punching bag.
It was two hours of punching and kicking, practicing moves and letting her senses take over before Natasha came in with a mischievous grin.
“Let’s get you all dolled up.” She said with a teasing tone. (Y/N) just raised her eyebrows as she drank from her water bottle.
Once she swallowed, she replied,“For what exactly?”
“We’re all going out to a club. A private one, of course. We would track too much attention if we went to a bar. Now, come on. Wanda, You, and I are all getting dressed up, and having fun. Cause honey, you need it.”
(Y/N) laughed at that, nodding slightly before following Natasha back to her room. After a quick shower, and a thin layer of makeup, (Y/N) was slipping on the little black dress with a sparkling bottom/skirt that hugged her figure perfectly. Her cleavage popped out teasingly and her smooth legs were covered with black stockings.
Wanda and Natasha both whistled,“Wow, you might have Barnes on his knees!” Natasha teased and (Y/N) rollled her eyes.
“Whatever, he wants to kill me, not fuck me.” She commented as she grabbed her purse so she could join everyone to head out to the club.
That began the night of the unexpected. The private club was crowded with mingling adults and flashing neon lights. The music vibrated the floor and through her veins. The atmosphere was a mix of hormonal, foggy, and giddy. And (Y/N) honestly couldn’t wait to join them.
Natasha ordered everyone shots as soon as they got in the door, making a toast to the Avengers before everyone threw their heads back for the shot.
It wasn’t long until everyone spread out. (Y/N) stayed at the bar, eyes roaming over the mass of people before her eyes landed on Bucky.
He was across the room, talking to a girl in a tight pink dress who was giggling way too much and touching on his arm. It made (Y/N) sick to watch, shaking her head. Wow, she couldn’t believe this. She barely knew the guy but she wanted so bad to beat this girl because Bucky Barnes was her soulmate.
But he didn’t know that. He’d never accept it if he did.
(Y/N) cleared her throat,“I need the strong alcohol you have, sir.” She said to the bartender who nodded quickly before starting to mix some weird drink that she couldn’t hear over the music.
One drink, then two, turned to six and then she was on the dance floor. She was surrounded by singles, grinding against any guy who pressed up against her. Everything was foggy, which was unusual for her cause her sense are usually the clearest thing to her.
She didn’t know when, or why, but Natasha pulled her out of the sea of boys and back into the crowd of friends.“Hey, (Y/N),” Nat said, snapping her fingers to get her attention.“I think you need to go home. Bucky’s heading home and you’re going with him before you do something stupid.”
“But he haaaates meeee.” (Y/N) whined, pouting at her best friend.
“He will get you home safe. Now, go, you’re too drunk to be left alone.” Natasha insisted as Bucky helped (Y/N) stumble to a cab.
Bucky told the cab driver the address as (Y/N) swayed in her seat a little.“Bucky…why are you so quiet? Did you not have fun?” She asked.
Bucky cleared his throat a little,“Um..well, it’s hard to have fun when you can’t get drunk. Steve’s friendly with everyone already, so he doesn’t need the alcohol. But I’m not as lose, I guess.” He shrugged,“Can’t get drunk and being the only sober one isn’t very fun.”
(Y/N) started to giggle to herself,“What if I told you I could help you?” She said mischievously.
Bucky raised his brows,“And how would you do that?”
“Oh, my good friend, Thor, God of Thunder and sunshine hair, gifted us with some Asgardian liquor…and man, it’s made for Gods, and I’ve seen Steve get drunk off of it.”
“Yeah, I don’t know about that.” He said hesitantly.
“Oh c'mon, don’t be such a buzz kill…” (Y/N) whispered,“It could be fun. It’s just one nights. You can hate me tomorrow, okay?”
Bucky glanced over at her, watching her carefully before letting out a sigh.“I mean, I guess it wouldn’t be too bad…but let’s keep this between us, yeah?”
(Y/N) grinned in victory,“Yeah!” She giggled as the cab stopped in from of their building. Bucky helped her out, a hand on her lower back so she didn’t trip or anything as they walked into the building.
“I need to get out of this thing…” She whispered, not noticing the smirk on Bucky’s face.
“Why? You look good. It’s…” He scratched the back of his neck,“It’s a nice dress, fits well.”
(Y/N) barely heard his comment as she was already unzipping the back of the dress, and Bucky couldn’t help but stare in awe of her tan and fit body. He eventually had to turn away as she was stripping down as she walked to her bed room.
When she came back, she was in a pair of short shorts and a flannel, carrying an unlabeled bottle of liquor.
“This is for you, Mr. Barnes.” She said, handing him the bottle. He looked at her like she was absolutely ridiculous.
“Why do you keep a bottle of Asgardian liquor in your room?”
“Stark banned it from the tower after Thor dared some guy to a drinking contest…” She giggled,“Thor won.”
Bucky nodded slowly, going to find a glass and pouring himself half a glass.
“It works fast from what I’ve seen.“She commented, and really he should have believed her but she was drunk so she couldn’t possibly know what she was talking about, right?
Wrong. It was literally half an hour later and he was just about as drunk as she was.
"You’re so drunk, I can tell by the way you’re looking at me.” (Y/N) insisted, giggling at Bucky’s reaction.
“I’m not drunk, you’re just blurry. You wouldn’t understand since you’re like an animal of some kind…with the sense shit. You know what? You makes no sense.” He rambled, leaning back on the couch and grinning.“I’m not drunk.”
“Yeah, okay. You’re too nice to be sober.
"What?! I’m nice, you’re the one who put a knife to my throat the minute you met me.” Bucky retorted.
“You can’t hold that against me forever.” She said in a sing-song voice.“You have been friendly or nice to me at all since you got her. So, yes, you’re drunk cause you’re being kind.”
“Whatever, I’m nice. No, I’m charming. You should have met me back before all this. I was definitely charming.”
“You’ve got as much charm as a dead slug.” She murmured, shooting him a little smile.
Bucky leaned up to look her in the eyes,“You’re lucky your pretty, because that mouth of yours would get you in so much trouble one day.”
(Y/N) blushed,“Maybe I like trouble, Barnes.” She whispered back to him, biting down on her bottom lip and she made eye contact with him.
“I bet you do, doll.” He ran his hand through his hair as he looked at (Y/N).“You..have really beautiful eyes..they sparkle, you know? And shine…they’re just so damn beautiful.”
(Y/N) entire face with red with embarrassment and she was beyond flattered,“Oh- wow, t-thank you.”
“You’re also cute when you blush. And when you don’t talk…” He whispered,“But never seem to shut up.”
“Oh yeah?” She asked,“This your way of telling me I need to talk less? Cause that’s not very charming..”
Bucky smirked,“It might be.” He leaned in a little closer, their face just centimeters apart.“I bet I can think of a few way to get you to shut up…”
(Y/N) just smiled as they inched closer to destroy the space between them…lips just moments away when the door swung open and in came Sam and Natasha.
The soulmates quickly put a good distance between them, (Y/N) getting up and stumbling over the couch a little.
“So, yeah, um, I’m gonna go to bed…I’m really dizzy. I’ll see you in the training room tomorrow… partner.” She said as she backed away and only ran into one of the walls.
“Yeah..” Bucky murmured,“Goodnight, doll- um partner..”
As (Y/N) made her way to bed, she couldn’t get that moment out of her head and was his breath felt like against her lips. She wanted to feel his lips, were they as soft as they looked?
Did he want it as bad as she did? Or was it just drunken actions? Probably. All she could think was what the fuck was she gonna do tomorrow during training….
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