Chapter 7
"What...Steve? "
"Maybe it should just be the both of you...the more I've spoken with Tony- I clearly can't share Y/n with you and -"
"Steve. I need you, we both do"
Bucky looked down at you slightly nodding your head.
"There's some feelings... I need to work out. You both have some things you need to discuss. Just- I'm going to take a break for a bit. Don't get me wrong I love you both. Really, I do."
Steve turned to you taking both of your hands. "I was drunk and got with Bucky. Some things happened-"
You turned to Bucky, he sunk low, unable to meet your eyes. "Bucky?.. "
Steve moved your chin to face him. "You two work it out and I'm more than happy, if you still want me, to be involved with you both..."
Oddly your stomach began churning at Steves words. "What exactly happened while I was gone?"
Steve didn't think you would dwell on his confession. Bucky grabbed you, making you face him while eyeing Steve stiffen behind you.
"Steve came up one night.. he was- then I kinda got drunk doll, my actions following were inexcusable."
Bucky exhaled biting his lip.
"I fucked Steve . I was down and out, feeling sorry for myself...I know with our arrangement we please you, you have to believe me , if he didn't come on to me like he did.."
"So you're blaming all this on me once more?"
Your mouth was agape at the confession.
"I love you babe. Some part of me, needs Steve the way I need you."
"Oh.."
"Oh? That's all you can-"
Your hand cut through the air swiftly and without remorse slapping Bucky against his cheek. His eyes look widely at you astonished by your actions.
"No wonder you're so quick to dismiss and forgive everything that has happened. You just want to.."
You played with your hands. "Um. Maybe we should take a break-" you spoke into the wind, blowing your hair around your face.
Bucky strained to swallow the lump in his throat. He hadn't been drunk when Steve had come to him days ago, he wasn't sure if it had been anger or frustration, either way he had done things with Steve imagining it had been you. "Y/n, I. I can't go without you . We can work this out, please don't leave me-"
Your gaze switched between the men.
"it's apparent we all have other agendas...not to mention trust issues... I believe it's best for everyone, Bucky I'm moving out."
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At your arrival back at the tower, Tony is the first one to spot you. Dropping your bags into the hard floor infront of an elevator, you looked at your reflection in the elevator doors.
"Why do you smell like peaches?
And is that glitter?" Tonys eyes flashed, your body stiffened.
"Well, umm.. I got super drunk and decided to become a stripper apparently" you removed the wad of cash from your hoodie. Tony looked at you questionably taking the clump of bills looking it over.
"If I decide to retire from the Avengers atleast I know what profession too go into next." You winked headed for Your floor, Tony swiftly followed into the elevator behind you, lingering on every word.
"So, does this mean you'll give me a private show?"
"Ha ha. No."
"I wonder what your name could be, perhaps cinnamon buns?"
"Cute. Please Tony. I've been through hell. Just give me some time would ya?"
"Sure. We'll throw some ideas around later kid."
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You did keep your word by staying at the avengers tower.
After moving out of you and Buckys shared room, it became real for the three of you. Still feeling hurt, you often shyed away from speaking to the two soldiers past polite conversation, train with only Wanda and kept yourself occouped up in your new room.
After months of this, you found Tony outside your door one night.
"Hey sweetness I know you're in there. Hermits aren't allowed in the tower."
You looked up at your door, rolling from your spot on the bed you dragged yourself to the door.
"Hey Tony, you lost? Steve is a floor below me. "
"Ha. Ha. I'll tell you that never gets old."
"Save the witty banter, whatcha need?"
"Well. As you know we've got a new member to the club of misfits and I'm throwing a party tonight."
"Ofcourse."
"Ofcourse."
Your eyebrows raised at Tony expecting the worst. When he spoke no further, you propped open your door with your leg, sighing.
"Ok... So you're throwing a party. Big whoop."
"Well, I'd like you to be there." Tony propped himself against the side wall, "The new guys pretty handsome, or so I've been told."
"Really. You sure you don't want to test drive him first?"
Tony chuckled, clapping his hands together and taking a breath. "Ok. That's it."
"What?"
"One you can't stay held up in here after every mission, only coming out to eat. Secondly, What happened with your boys and myself? It's over. Done. Finished."
"I know."
"You know about your antisocial tendencies or that I know you know about Cap and Frosty but you're not accepting it?"
"You're right. I'm not. I'm still... "
"Ok. Well we are going to put a pin in your hermit behavior and talk about the latter."
Tony pushed your door open walking in a few feet. "I don't think I ever genuinely apologized for my actions, to you that is. I misread the
relationship, -"
You turned around facing him. He looked so vulnerable.
"Tony I forgave you a long time ago."
"Then why do you continue to punish them?"
"Because they need to feel what I did. It's the only way I can move on, that we all can."
"Aren't you vengeful. Well. I dunno if this will help but both of them are bringing dates tonight. You wanna remind them what theyre missing, get out of your comfort zone, and show them."
"Tony ok. You have a viable point. But if they will be bringing dates.. "
"Well you know you're not my type-"
"Was that a joke? Funny!" You wiped a fake tear from your eye, "Anyway, what about this new guy? Does he have a date?"
"Ohh. I don't believe so."
"Is he cute?"
"Didn't I already supply you with that information?"
"Tony. Would I find him attractive?"
"Yes. Yes you would. He's on Caps floor though. Names Sam. Sam Wilson."
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After cleaning yourself up, you decided to go visit this new addition formally. Taking a deep breath, you stepped off the elevator with determination and a swing in your hips, heading toward his room.
You gave yourself a quick pep talk. It had been awhile since you had done this. Calming yourself, you lifted a hand to knock on his door. It opened after a muffed 'hold on'.
Sam opened the door, pausing when he saw you. "Hey. What's going on?"
"Hey.. I'm -"
"Y/n, I know. Sam."
"Pleasure."
"No the pleasures all mine."
He flashed you a toothy grin, atleast Tony was right when he said you'd find him cute.
"Well I...uh...haven't met you, atleast not formally-"
"Oh. Yeah you seem really focused a lot and Being the new guy I didn't want to cross any lines."
Oh no. I've just had a lot on my plate."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. Just got out of a relationship that didn't end really well." Nervously rubbing your arms you shook yourself out of the memories of you and Bucky's last interaction.
"I just wanted to ask, with Tony's party tonight-"
Sam relaxed biting the side of his cheek, "you goin'?"
"Oh. Yes. Yes I am. "
"Umm. so do you have a date or need one?"
"Oh yeah, I mean- no, I don't have one.." Smooth. Real smooth. You mentally face palmed yourself.
"Hey Sam. Where'd you disappear to?"
You heard Steves voice before spotting him in the corner. You both froze avoiding the others gaze, Steve noticed you nervously shifting on your toes.
Sam rested his hands on his hips shifting your attention back to him, "Would you like one?"
"One what? OH yes. A date. Actually that's why I'm here."
Sam gave you a confused look before smiling at you, "Cool. Y/n, I'll be on your Floor at 7."
You blushed watching Sam smile at you feeling Steves stare a hole through you.
"Thanks Sam, see you then."
Well since you have an audience you
Might as well go all in. You winked turning away from him walking painfully slow, swinging your hips, toward the elevator.
Sam closed the door, leaning
Back on it. "Damn Steve."
"Oh. Ugh. Yeah?"
"She's even hotter up close."
"Who?"
"Y/n! The girl I was just talking to."
"Oh yeah she's..She's...Something."
"And that nervous awkward act she's got? She might be the death of me."
"What. What was she here for?" Steve gulped, looking anywhere but at Sam.
"She wants me as her date at Tony's party! Steve, I have a feeling I'm going to love it here!"
"What's with all the girly giggling Sam? " Bucky walked out from the restroom, catching Steves glare. "Everything ok?" He faced Sam.
"Everything cool man. Just got a date for tonight!" Sam took a running leap and landed on his sofa, snatching a bowl of popcorn from Steve's hands on his way past.
"Oh really now? That fast?"
Bucky smirked, "Who's the unfortunate broad?" He took a seat on the other side of Sam, un-pausing the game they had been watching. Steve sat down unsure of his feelings about this.
Sam rubbed his chin licking his lips, turning to face Bucky,
"The fly and oh so sexy Y/n Y/l/n!"