Chapter 7
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You and Bucky came back inside to your brother on the living room couch, talking animatedly to a, Steve, that was trying really hard to be engaged in what he was saying. Daemon was sitting on the recliner opposite his fiancee, glaring at the Captain like his presence was a personal offense to him. You would feel the same way if you watched your sister get nearly mauled to death by the one person you thought would save her-
“Stop that, (Y/N)!" you mentally slapped yourself.
Travis smiled up at you briefly before turning back to, Steve, who was not so subtly ignoring you. You sagged a bit in embarrassment and, Bucky, squeezed your hand and led you to the couch, putting himself between you and the Captain.
“Alright, it's story time!" an excited voice shouted.
You groaned as your cousin plopped herself in your lap and looked expectantly between you and Bucky. Your eyebrows shot up as you realized what she meant.
“Oh, you don't want to hear that boring old story!" you dismissed, “Anyways, I don't know how Travis and Daemon met-!"
“He was a client. Travy got his finances in order and, D, re-."
“It's Daemon!" the man snapped from the recliner.
“-warded him with a date. Fairytale ending," your cousin finished, “I haven't heard from you in a year and now my little cuz has a bae? I need details now!"
You sighed and looked at your soul mate. Bucky shrugged slightly.
“Well...it started when I went to Steve's place last December," you began, “I didn't know he had a roommate."
“A really cute roommate," your cousin fawned.
She winked at the supersoldier and, Bucky, blushed, scooting in closer to you. You kissed his cheek, making him go even redder and you and your cousin laughed.
“All I was looking for was someone to kill some time before work with," you continued, “But what I found was my soul mate."
You smiled at the still flushed Winter Soldier and he looked at you with an unreadable expression. You remembered the day you two “met" like it was yesterday. He did too.
Bucky was the first to come out when your uncle brought you to meet your new coworkers, but as soon as he saw you his eyes went wide and he quickly found someone to hide behind. You giggled at his strange, but cute behavior and waved to the team. Honestly, you hadn't done your homework on any of the Avengers like you were supposed to, but you knew Steve's history, Tony's name, the story of New York, DC, and Sokovia. Nat and Clint, you had seen in and out of SHIELD, and you heard of Thor, Hulk, the Scarlet Witch, Quicksilver, the Falcon, Black Panther, Vision, Wasp, and Antman. The only one who was a complete mystery was the chestnut haired, blushing man, who could only be the Winter Soldier by process of elimination, checking you out behind a smirking Captain America.
One by one you shook hands with everyone while your uncle gave the known flirters, e.g. Pietro and Tony the stink eye. You were excited about getting to know everyone and hit it off with Steve, Wanda, and Sam immediately. The only person that didn't come forward to take your hand was Steve's friend so you went to him. He tried to get closer to the Captain but, Steve, walked over to, Fury, leaving his friend exposed to you.
“I'm (Y/N) (L/N)," you greeted, “Codename: Haunter, Agent of SHIELD, and the newest Avenger in training."
You smiled at him and he carefully did the same, while shaking your hand with his right.
“James Barnes, but everyone calls me Bucky."
“Wait...Bucky Barnes?" you asked.
Your eyes went wide in recognition and, Bucky, sucked in a breath, waiting for your rejection.
“What rock have I been under?! You're the Winter Soldier?! That's great! I mean it's not great what happened to you, but it's great that you're alive! My second favorite Commando! I can't believe I-! It's honor sir, really!"
You looked down and your dark braids hid your flustered expression. Bucky laughed. Someone that wasn't the team was actually happy to see him? And it was the girl he's been pining over for a year? This had to be a joke.
“I wish I could've been there to fight with you!" you continued excitedly, “I've seen some footage of you in battle and just let me say, watching you beat a motherfucker with another motherfucker was the highlight of my life!"
Bucky looked into your eyes as you kept rambling on about how great you think he is... your beautiful, black with a ring of grey eyes. What color was that? Red? It was the only color he couldn't see. He had to-
“Mr. Barnes?"
Bucky blinked himself back to reality and found you staring at him in concern. He shook his head. He wanted you to be his soul mate the moment he got your profile as he felt a familiarity with you, but now after meeting you he couldn't do that to you.There's no way someone like you should be tied down to him like that. Look, but don't touch Barnes.
“Bucky?" you questioned.
You stepped closer to him, putting a hand on his left arm. You weren't flinching away or treating it any differently from his right one. You had to be a figment of his imagination. Might as well have fun before, Steve, wakes him up.
“Second favorite, doll?" he smirked, “I fall off a train to be your second favorite?"
You stuttered at the name he called you for a second and the cocky bastard smirked wider, still holding your hand.
“Watch it, Soldier," you teased, “I know a guy who'll make sure you'll wake up very confused in Cuba."
Bucky glanced over at, Fury, who was watching him out the corner of his eye. The supersoldier scoffed and brushed your hair from your face hesitantly with his metal hand. You unconsciously leaned into it and looked at him with amused eyes. Bucky felt a warm fuzzy feeling growing in his chest.
“I could be that guy," he joked, “A pretty lady like you shouldn't be without back up."
You put your hand over his metal one with a small smile before suddenly putting him on his back. Bucky let out a low whistle. He knew that you could fight from your profile, but damn, you knocked the wind out of him. Training you was going to be a trip.
“Some legendary assassin," you laughed, “I wasn't even trying."
Bucky looked up and went slightly slack jawed. You were sitting on his stomach with your arms folded, a shit eating grin on your full, soft looking lips, and your dark, thick, hair flowing around your shoulders. The sun coming in from the wall of glass behind you was hitting you in such a way that you appeared to be glowing in a golden light. It was almost like God was holding up a big sign saying: She's the one, idiot! Make your move!
There were no words to describe how much he could not do that. But he wanted to he wanted to so badly.
You stopped laughing as your hero's face fell. You waved a hand in front of him.
“Haunter to Soldier! Can you hear me?!"
Finally, Bucky, looked at you with an expression of great sadness and longing. Your face softened in concern as you don't know what brought this sudden mood change. He sat up, but you didn't move so you were nose to nose with him. You never had any great interest in finding a soul mate and could care less if you could ever see blue, but the moment you met Bucky's eyes, you wanted to. You wanted it all. You wanted him. He seemed to be feeling the same way as he glanced down at your lips.
“I have so many rooms guys."
You and Bucky turned to face a smirking Captain America and Iron Man. And also a glaring Director Fury.
“Finish your hellos, (Y/N), time to go," the eye patched man said.
You nodded at your uncle and made eye contact with, Bucky, again.
“Hello, James," you smiled.
“Hello, (Y/N)," he smiled back.
Suddenly, your vision went full color and cooler as his caught fire. You gasped and looked around. It was all so beautiful. The bright sky outside, Tony's weird-A metal hand forcefully turned your head to meet the most mesmerizing eyes you'd ever seen. Bucky's expression was one of awe and shame, but you were too distracted to realize it.
“(Y/N), please tell me you can't-."
“No one told me blue was so pretty..." you whispered to yourself.
“Shit..." Bucky growled.
“Uncle Nick! Bucky Barnes is my soul mate!" you exclaimed, “I knew it! I told you!"
The Director's eye expression was enough to peel bark off a tree as you hugged, Bucky, tightly. The Solider hugged you back, smiling nervously at his boss, but was internally smug that he won something for a change. Fury got more and more...furious as, Steve, held him back from you two.
“That's my niece, you mother-!"
“Nick, language!"
“SHUT UP, STARK!" everyone shouted.
Your family started laughing as you two finished your story- with some modifications of course- but you and, Bucky, were still in each other's eyes.
“Am I still your second favorite, baby doll?" he smirked.
“Sorry, Bucky bear, Dum Dum still holds the title."
Bucky's voice took on a deeper tone as he brushed your hair from your face and held his hand on your check.
“I guess I'm gonna hafta try harder ain't I?"
“Maybe not that hard..."
You ruffled his hair as you both heard shattering glass. You looked over to see a seething Captain America, impaling a smirking, Daemon, with his eyes. There was blood and glass shards where a cup in Steve's hand used to be. He stood up with controlled breaths.
“I'm sorry," Steve said calmly, “Just let me find something to clean this up."
The supersoldier walked into the kitchen and everyone heard his cut off sob along with the front door opening and closing. An awkward silence followed it. You looked at your brother.
“What just happened?"
“Our dear cousin said how hurt and betrayed she felt over the Captain finding a soul mate without telling her because she loves him so much and Daemon said that Steve's MO is hurting and betraying the people who love him. That's when things got hot."
You scowled over at your brother's fiancee who looked lost in thought. He was furious at, Steve, for what he did to Li. He legitimately hated the Captain. It was...delicious. All you had to do was get it to a boiling point-
“(Y/N), what did I tell you? I can see it in your face, baby doll!" Bucky whispered, “You've got to control it!"
You took a deep breath and then another until you felt your mind go back to normal. Travis was staring at you.
“Sis, what's really going on?"