Summary: Your anxiety gets the better of you doing a photoshoot for an undercover mission and Bucky checks up on you, wonder what happened.
Warnings: anxiety attack, sexual tension, fluff, oral (reader receiving), fingering
A/N: It’s Bucky’s birthday and with all the fics being written for it, I thought I’d go ahead and write a quick one-shot! Happy Birthday, Bucky Barnes!
“I’m sorry, you want me to do what?” You folded your arms across your chest, anxiety bubbling in your chest.
“All you have to do put on a few swimsuits and plant this thumb drive in one of their computers when no one’s looking.” Nat held up a usb drive with Stark printed across the plastic.