“Where is she?” Bucky’s eyes narrowed at Tony, his arms crossed tightly against his chest. Tony gripped the table he was leaning on and rolled his eyes heavily.
“Why do you think I know something?” Tony made the same expression back at Bucky. “I don’t know where she is. One minute she was here, the next she was gone.”
“You have a security system, Tony. She couldn’t of just walked out that easily.” Steve was standing by Bucky, his arms were resting on either side of the tablet on the table in front of him.
“I know I have a security system, Steve. She’s an Avenger, do you honestly think the alarms would have went off when she walked out. The system recognized her.” Tony tore his glare away from Bucky and focused it on Steve.
“Okay, enough.” Natasha stepped in before the argument could grow. “Tony’s right, the alarms wouldn’t have sounded if she walked out. Bucky has a point though, doesn’t she have a tracking device in her phone? Or her Stark watch?”
“I already checked that.” Tony’s voice was laced with annoyance and his whole body was tense. “Her phone is in her bedroom and her watch is a trashcan outside the tower.”
“I was not able to find anything missing from her room.” Wanda and Sam entered the room, both of them had been sent to check her room for any missing items so they could try to get an idea of how long she was planning on being away.
“Nothing was out of place.” Sam chipped in. “The only thing gone was a jacket and her shoes.”
“Maybe she only went out to walk?” Wanda suggested hopefully but even she knew that was not the case.
“She left a note and she made in very clear that she’s not coming back.” Tony rubbed his hands down his face slowly, the stress and worry was eating away at him.
“What about her family, maybe she’s with them? We could try to get in contact with th-” Sam suggested, but he was quickly cut off my Tony. His voice wasn’t mad anymore and was simply filled with worry.
“We’re her family.”
You saw the people pass you on the streets, if only they knew who you really were. Maybe they wouldn’t shove your shoulder and grumble as they passed, maybe they wouldn’t say such rude things when you would suddenly stop in the middle of the sidewalk and look back over your shoulder.
Happy Valentine’s Day to my valentine @not-victor. I hope you like some distressed Bucky and caring Steve 💜
So much had changed in 70 years. Gas was more expensive and toothbrushes were now electronic. The only thing that changed for the better, luckily, was the food. There was one thing, however, one constant in his life, that had changed for the worsw. Bucky had wished Steve had stayed the same- the same skinny Brooklyn kid that wasn’t one to shy away from a fight. However, like all soldiers, Steve had seen hell, more than most people should ever see in a lifetime. Sometimes, it was as if Bucky didn’t even know him at all.
And that’s why he paled when Natasha asked him what he and Steve were doing for Valentine’s Day.
“V-Valentine’s Day? T-that’s when again?” He sputtered.
“Today?” Natasha squinted her eyes at him, and then realized what the issue was. “You have no idea what to do, do you?”
He shook his head. “It’s been more than 70 years, Nat! I don’t even know what he likes anymore, if he still likes the same things he used to. Besides, we’re not really dating, so it would be weird.”
“First of all, calm down. Second, if a man defies an entire government and his own friends for you, he’s in love with you. Trust me. Third, why you don’t you just ask him what he wants?”
“That’s not good enough,” he cried. “It’s supposed to be special, from the heart. It’s gonna look like I don’t know him at all!” Bucky paused for a moment. “What would you get him?”
“Nothing ‘cause he’s not my boyfriend.”
“He’s not my boyfriend either,” Bucky mumbled while Nat just rolled her eyes. “ C'mon, Natasha, work with me here!”
She threw her hands in the air. “I don’t know, Barnes. Steve’s not the easiest person to get to open up. But maybe some of the other guys have ideas; why don’t you ask them?”
Bucky thanked her, giving her a swift kiss on the cheek, before running off.
Five long hours later, Bucky was standing in Steve’s living room with the roses and iPod Wanda offered, the chocolates Vision suggested, and the candles Bruce thought might “lighten the mood” (pun intended). Bucky was in the middle of lighting the last of the candle when the door opened.
Steve looked shocked to see roses and candles covering every surface of his apartment while Chiristina Perri’s “A Thousand Years” played softly in the background.
Steve cracked a small smile. “All of this is for me?”
Bucky blanched. “Oh God. You hate it.”
“No, no, no! Bucky, I-”
“I knew it was too much. Is it the bear? I don’t know, man, Tony said something about a giant stuffed bear and Thor said it would definitely help so I went to like five different stores to get you one, let me tell you those things were not easy to track down. But id you hate them, I’ll-”
“Bucky!” Steve laughed, grabbing hold of his face. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”
They stood there for a moment, testing waters. Bucky held his breath, waiting for Steve to move. Slowly, he did. Steve leaned in and kissed Bucky, who melted underneath him. He sighed and kissed him harder. Christina Perri sang on, long forgotten by the two men.
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don’t be afraid.
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more
“I love you,” Bucky whispered.
Steve pulled away and stared into Bucky’s eyes. “There’s a carnival halfway across town. Hey about we go and spend all our money trying to win that stuffed bear a friend, okay?”
Bucky laughed and nodded. “Sounds great. However, I’m pretty sure it was you who spent our rent money trying to impress Peggy.”
Steve looked agahst. “Hold up. How many times did you spend our bus money trying to impress Nellie? Or was it Minnie? I can never remember.”
Bucky scoffed and shoved him. “Whatever. I still kick your ass at the ring toss.”
“No you don’t!”
Bucky laughed and flew out the door. “We’ll see! Try to keep up, Rogers!”