Storage
Bucky’s POV
“On my rooftop? Seriously?” Tony asked in an exasperated yet amused tone as he poured himself a cup of coffee. “You guys have no shame.”
Bucky and Iris had come out of the bedroom late in the day to be greeted with almost the entire team eating lunch in the dining room, many of them looking very hungover. Even Steve looked as though he had a little too much Asgardian liquor.
After they had finished the previous night Bucky realized how rough he had been. He had been desperate and couldn’t keep himself back. The soldier might have taken over at some points and Bucky hated to admit that he wasn’t even sure if it had. It all happened so fast but Bucky was grateful that Iris hadn’t been scared off.
Iris was sill wearing Bucky’s t-shirt and a pair of his sweatpants, both of which were obviously much to large for her body. She sat next to Steve who seemed a little uncomfortable and kept looking towards Bucky.
“Wait. The elevator too? And the hallway?” Tony added as he looked up from a tiny screen sitting besides the coffee machine. “Jesus, I need to disinfect the whole building now.”
“What are you talking about brother Stark?” A very sleepy looking Thor came in through the elevator.
“Frosty and his girlfriend here did it through the entire building.” Tony began taping on the screen in front of him. A second later the large TV on the far wall switched on displaying a video of his and Iris’s picnic.
“Tony, stop.” Bucky demanded as he watched Iris turn her head towards him, their fingers interlocked. He looked towards Iris who rolled her eyes and tucked her knees up onto her chair. Steve looked even more awkward being there.
“Hey, we didn’t have sex until we actually got into the room.” Iris added.
“Still, this doesn’t look to clean to me.” Tony switched cameras to when they were in the elevator. Bucky felt himself tensing up in the best of worsts of ways. He wished he had worn something a little more concealing than sweatpants.
“Come on Tony, give them some privacy. I’d bet any sum of money that you’ve done it basically everywhere in this tower. Hell, I’ll bet you a hundred you did it right on that table.” Natasha interjected, pointing at the large dining table in the middle of the room.
Tony didn’t say anything, turning off the TV, he pulled out a crisp, hundred-dollar bill and handed it to Natasha. Iris, Steve, Clint and Sam got up from the table pretty quick.
“Well now I really need a shower.” Clint grumbled, his hair messy from a most likely crazy previous night. He walked away from the table and entered the elevator.
“I think I’ll eat somewhere else to. Please don’t tell me you did it anywhere in this kitchen.” Iris asked as she padded barefoot into the kitchen. Bucky followed quickly as Tony began to near Iris.
“Not that I can remember.” Tony winked but Bucky quickly got in between him and Iris, blocking any further advances.
“I can’t believe I almost slept with you.” Iris groaned.
“Another time? Hell, I’ll throw a party in your honor!”
He really doesn’t know when to lay off.
“No Tony, now piss off before my boyfriend knocks your teeth out.”
Tony retreated quickly as Bucky loomed over him. After a few seconds Iris’s words hit him.
“You really consider me your boyfriend?” Bucky felt strange asking the question. He didn’t want Iris to feel as if they were moving too quickly, knowing all the men she had to deal with in the past.
“Of course. I mean, we already have had a picnic under the stars and had sex.” Iris began. “Also, I love you.” She turned around from the counter she was working on making a sandwich on to wrap her arms around his waist. Bucky moved his own arms around her as she pressed a kiss to his lips. It was short but sweet as well as accompanied by a few claps and wolf whistles from around the room and a single groan from Tony.
“I’m so glad I found you.” Bucky whispered just loudly enough for Iris to hear but no one else.
“And I’m so glad I decided to graffiti the Avengers’ building.” Iris returned in the same quiet voice.
They separated their embrace and Iris continued making her ham sandwich.
“You know what, I’ve been missing my graffiti. You wanna go deface some property with me tonight?” Iris asked, still in a quiet whisper.
“Why not. I’ve done enough to get me a death sentence so what would some harmless graffiti do?” Bucky returned. He felt slightly nervous at the concept but he was missing some excitement in his life. Fighting low life criminals for the past few months was beginning to become repetitive.
“Good! Let’s go buy some paint today.” Iris clapped and began to eat her sandwich. “Hey Steve! Me and Bucky are borrowing your motorbike today!”
“No you are not.” Steve returned firmly. “You already “misplaced” two of them and we are not making it a third.”
“Oh come on Stevie.” Iris walked over to Steve who was now sitting on one of the barstools near the kitchen. Iris messed with his hair for a second before he batted her hands away.
“Just get one from storage.”
“Woah. You just have extra bikes in storage?” Iris seemed shocked. Bucky couldn’t help but smile, she was just so lighthearted. Sometimes he couldn’t even imagine that this was the same girl he had met that one night on the roof top.
“Yeah, just go to B1 and you’ll see.”
“Come on Bucky! I want a bike!” Iris jumped up and grabbed Bucky’s arm, dragging him to the elevator. “Thanks Steve!”
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Iris’s POV
Iris felt like feinting at the sight of all the vehicles in storage. There was a range of anything from military vans to jet skis to vintage cars to small airplanes.
“I think…I think I’m in heaven.” Iris ran her hand over a sleek black sports car.
“It is pretty nice.” Bucky returned.
“Woah, these are some damn nice bikes.” Iris had found the section of storage which mostly contained Harleys. “Can we both take one?”
“Sure.” Bucky seemed amused by her excitement.
Iris swung her leg over a T5 Blackie, feeling it out for balance. It felt better than perfect. Bucky ended up with a Street 750.
“Let’s take these babies for a ride, whadya say?” Iris felt giddy with excitement.
“How about we put on some real clothes first.” Bucky grinned as Iris looked down at her oversized ensemble.
“On second thought, yeah.”