Our Little Secret (Part 5)
Bucky x Reader
Warnings: alcohol consumption, cigarette smoking, some swearing
Bucky was standing on the other side of the door and by the set of his jaw, he was pissed. When he spoke, his voice was low, “What the hell, Angie?”
You reached out and grabbed his arm, “Brad, calm down. Nothing happened.”
He shrugged your hand off him, “What the hell were you guys doing in there?”
“Nothing! We just had a drink.”
“Yeah,” Max smirked, “She was cold.”
Bucky grabbed you and pulled you so you were standing behind him. “You,” he glowered at Max. “Leave her alone.” He turned to you, “Let’s go.”
He grabbed you by the arm and lead you away in silence.
The ship was beginning to dock and he angrily lead you off. The ride to the villa was tense and silent and when you arrived back at the villa, Bucky got out and slammed the car door shut without waiting for you to exit the car.
You weren’t sure if he was actually mad or just playing a part but you took your time getting out of the car. The driver looked through the rearview mirror and gave you a sad smile. When you got into the villa, you expected to see Bucky in the hallway but he wasn’t there. You heard noise coming from the living room and headed that way.
Bucky was pacing the room. You stood at the door watching him silently when he stopped suddenly, turning to you.
“Did he hurt you?”
You shook your head, no.
“Did he touch you?”
You shook your head again. “Are you… are you actually mad?
He raked a hand through his hair, “No…?” It came out like a question.
“Bucky, stop. Let’s have a drink on the balcony, okay? We can talk about things.”
He nodded, heading towards the glass doors at the other end of the room. You fixed yourself a gin and tonic and poured a glass of scotch for him.
Bucky was sitting on one of the patio loungers, sprawled out, arms behind his head. You handed him his drink. Taking a seat in the other recliner, you took a sip of your drink and made a face. “Ugh. I don’t actually like gin and tonics, you know.”
“Then why do you drink them?”
You swirled the drink the glass and shrugged, “I like the taste of the lime.”
He stared into his drink, “What do you like to drink then?”
Leaning into your seat, you answered automatically, “Cofee. Tea. Hot chocolate. Basically, hot beverages.” You shivered in the chair, feeling the cold since you were still in your dress.
Bucky noticed you shivering and suggested you go in to change into something warmer. As much as you wanted to discuss what had happened, you agreed. No point in freezing again.
You quickly changed into warmer clothes and washed off your makeup which took longer than anticipated. You rummaged through your purse for your cigarettes and lighter knowing it was going to be a long night. Hurrying down, you grabbed a few blankets so you could stay warm while outside.
Bucky wasn’t outside anymore but you heard him coming. You looked up to see him carrying two steaming mugs of coffee.
Smiling broadly, you were at a loss. “Thank you.”
He handed you the mug, “I wasn’t sure how you took it, so I just added milk.”
You inhaled the aroma, the giant mug hiding your face. “When it’s made at home, that’s exactly how I take it. It’s when I’m out I get fancy with my coffee. If I’m spending seven bucks on coffee, I want it to taste like dessert.” You took a sip and hummed. “This is perfect. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Lighting it up, he inhaled.
You gaped at him, “Bucky! I didn’t know you smoked!”
“Yeah,” he nodded. “Since before…”
You held up your own pack, shaking it, “Looks like we have something in common.”
He gave you a small smile, “Guess so.”
You sat there in silence, this time, it was comfortable. It was Bucky who broke the silence. “So? What’d you two talk about?”
You wrapped a blanket around your shoulders, leaning forward in your chair. “I think I underestimated him. He’s more involved that we thought.”
He motioned for you to continue.
“It was a feeling I got. Like, he was trying to impress me or something and he kept alluding to ‘working hard’ but he wouldn’t actually say what he meant by that.” You shuddered, “He invited me there because he said I looked cold.” You looked at Bucky, “He was watching me. And the whole time I was there, my skin prickled. I don’t like him.”
“You need to figure out how far you want this to go.”
“What do you mean?”
He turned to look at you, “How far are you willing to go to get what you need from him? It’s obvious he’s interested in you. My little stunt may have been what we need for him to step it up. But do we continue down this road? Me being the jealous boyfriend? Or do we try a different tactic?”
You made a face, “Shit. I don’t know. Do we have to decide right now?”
He gave you a small smile, “No, not right now, but we should have a plan of action soon enough. I know the estimated time for this mission was weeks but we didn’t anticipate immediate contact with the target or how badly he wants to get in your pants.”
At that moment, Bucky’s phone rang. When he answered it, it went straight to video chat.
“Bucky, what’s the status? Neither you or Y/N have checked in with anyone on our end.” It was Steve.
Bucky looked up at you. You were frozen in your spot. Swallowing hard, you nodded to him.
“Steve. Things are going well. The target made immediate contact with us, well, with Y/N. Seems like he has an interest in her.”
“Make sure she doesn’t get in over her head on this.”
Your blood boiled. Snatching the phone from Bucky’s hand, you snarked, “She can take care of herself just fine, Captain.”
“Y/N, don’t do something you’ll regret.” His tone was condescending.
“Where the hell do you get off telling me what to do? You’re not my superior in this case so you can fuck right off.” You tossed the phone back to Bucky, “I’m going to bed.”
Steve waited for you to walk away then he laughed, “Still got that fiery temper, huh?”
Bucky rolled his eyes, “She’s not wrong, you know. You’re being as asshole.”
“C’mon Buck. I didn’t mean anything by it.”
“Well, we’re not reporting to you on this one. So you don’t need to call and request updates. You can get them from Fury if you’re that damned curious.”
“Okay, okay. Sorry.”
Bucky nodded, tensely. “I’m gonna call it a night, too. It’s been a busy day.”
“Take care of yourself.”
Bucky shut down the call and sat there, staring at the night sky for a while. He was hoping that if enough time had passed, maybe you’d be asleep before he came up to bed.
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