Chapter 6
You were laying cross the couch in the common room, head on Clint's leg. Loki had been gone back to Asgard for 2 weeks with Thor.
"Clint! I'm so bored! No missions, no fiancée, there's nothing to do!"
"I know, kiddo. We could go shopping?"
"No. Last time I went shopping with you, we were surrounded by fan girls. I stood there for an hour while you took selfies!"
"Yeah. Too many duck faces. Ugh."
"We could sneak into the lab and glue Stark's suits shut?"
"So he can have Nat kill me? No."
"You're no fun old man!"
"Old man? I'll show you old!"
He grabbed your sides and started tickling you. You were laughing hysterically. Some how you both ended up on the floor, and someone was clearing their throat. You looked up to see an amused looking black widow.
"Should I be concerned that you're going to try and steal my husband from me?"
"Please, this old man couldn't handle this!"
"Stop calling me old! How many thousands is Loki?"
You rolled your eyes, standing up and hugging Nat.
"Besides, if I was going to try and be a homewrecker, I'd take you from him, not the other way around. Have you seen your ass?" You smacked her butt, making everyone laugh.
"Hey! I'd get to watch, right?"
"Oh Clint, you look like a kicked puppy!"
You pinched his cheeks. You were all startled by shouting and slamming doors. Steve came moping into the kitchen a few seconds later and you walked up to him.
"What's wrong, Stevie?"
"Nothing."
"Please don't lie to me."
"It's Bucky! Now that we're starting to date and see what this is, he's driving me crazy!"
"Ok? Good crazy? Bad crazy?"
"Both!"
"Steve, you're going to have to elaborate here."
"He won't touch me! We've kissed sure but anytime it starts to get heated, he pulls away! Is something wrong with me, Beth?"
He has tears in his eyes and you wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tight.
"There's nothing wrong with you, Stevie. You're a great man. I'll talk to him, ok? I promise everything will be ok."
"You know it's my job to take care of you, not the other way around, but thank you. We wouldn't even have made it this far if it wasn't for you."
"James!"
"Not now Beth. Please leave me alone."
You stomped to his door and threw it open. He was laying in his bed, with his face in the pillow. You walked to the bed and sat down next to him, putting your back against the headboard. He turned his head to look at you and you opened your arms to him. He moved so his head was laying on your stomach.
"Is Steve mad at me?"
"He isn't mad, Buck. He's hurt. He thinks there's something wrong with him. He thinks you don't want him."
"What? No, that's not it at all!"
"Then what's wrong?"
"I cant. I can't tell you."
"Bucky whatever it is, it will be ok."
"You don't know that! No one knows that."
"Tell me. It can't be that bad Barnes."
"I'm afraid I'll hurt him! I still lose control, what if something happens and I hurt him? I can't do that to him."
"Bucky, you won't hurt him. Stevie is not that fraile boy anymore. He'll be ok. Stop being afraid. If you flip your switch, we're all here to help you right it. I'll kick your ass until you remember."
You smiled down at him and he sighed. You ran your fingers through his hair, starting to put him to sleep.
"James? You need to talk to him when you wake up ok?"
"Yes, Bethy. Stay here with me?"
"Of course, Buck."