Chapter 15
Tony leaned out the back door dressed in a different outfit. Likely what he planned to wear to the party and called “come on you guys we got alcohol that’s needing to be drunk and as much as I’d like to, I’m not sure I can drink it all by myself”
Yeah, he definitely couldn’t drink it all by himself well not unless he didn’t want to wake up the next morning. Although he was pretty sure Tony would put a significant dent in the alcohol supplies, nonetheless. Natasha called “Stark you stay the hell away from my vodka”
Tony held his hands up defensively and laughed “I’d rather not be brutally murdered”
It wasn’t hard to guess that anyone who tried to take Natasha’s vodka would end up six feet deep before sunrise. Sam slung an arm around him and grinned “do we finally get to see this outfit you got off Loki, you better not disappoint me”
He just shook his head and knew Sam would definitely not be disappointed. Not even in the slightest. It wasn’t often he wore something different and so it would probably be pretty hard to disappoint. Loki appeared out of nowhere and stated “I assure you, Wilson, it will not disappoint”
A grin implanted itself on Sam’s face as he smirked “I better not be, it’s not often Bucky changes his style up”
Sam was right although it wasn’t his fault, he was stuck wearing the exact same things. That’s what happened when you were poor. Sam definitely knew the feeling for himself. Loki smiled “if you are disappointed you have no taste”
In his opinion even if someone had no taste, they had to like the jacket. It wasn’t every day a jacket had the coordinates to Area 51 on it and everyone had to enjoy that. Unless they were boring. But then again if they were that boring, he was pretty sure they didn’t have a right to judge his style. Sam laughed “alright then, let’s hurry up and get changed so I can judge this”
He just walked into the house and headed over to Loki’s bag with him. Loki grabbed his own clothes out and then threw him the bag which just had his outfit in it. The rest of the guys seemed to be content to just change in front of everyone, but he definitely wasn’t. He just swung the bag over his shoulder and walked over to Tony to ask him where the bathroom was. When he reached Tony, he followed his line of sight to see what he was staring at. What he was staring at turned out to be Stephen. He laughed as he stated “Tony stop staring it’s creepy”
Almost instantly Tony spun to face him, and he just laughed harder at Tony who looked like he wanted to die inside. Tony stated “I think Nat and Wanda are in the bathroom, you can get changed in my room it’s up the stairs and second on the right, you’ll know it when you see it”
He was glad Tony knew what he was going to ask even if it was a little off-putting that Tony was aware he didn’t want to get changed in front of everyone without him needing to say anything. He smiled “thanks”
Tony waved his hand as if to say don’t worry about it and then stated “for the record, I wasn’t staring”
Tony had definitely been staring as so he grinned “yeah you were”
With that, he walked off down the hall and Tony called “was not”
He kept walking as he yelled “was too”
He walked up the stairs and realised he would never get used to being in houses like these. Even if the Udaku’s house was like this. It always shocked him to see how grand someone’s house could be. He found the second door on the right and instantly knew what Tony had meant when he said you’ll know it when you see it. The door looked like something had been thrown through it and instead of the door being fixed someone had just sticky taped a piece of cardboard to cover the hole up. There was also what appeared to be a screwdriver stuck in the door.
As he stepped inside, he laughed at the room. It was a large room, and the bed was shoved against a wall looking like it was scarcely used and only there because it was kind of the requirement for a bedroom. The majority of the floor was either covered in parts or tools. He just quickly got changed glad that Tony had the thought to put a full-length mirror in his room. Even if it was smashed towards the base of it.
Before he bothered to put his shirt on, he stared at the bruise on his collarbone and the other on his bicep from the morning. It kind of hurt to see the bruises on his skin when he knew Steve was the reason they were there. Especially since in the past Steve had been so angry to see his skin bruised. And now he was contributing to it. Steve had been messing with his thoughts lately and he still couldn’t work out how to set them all straight. He just pulled his shirt on, so he didn’t have to look at the marks caused by Steve even if they were still plain to see on his face.
Once he finished getting changed and had put his shoes on and everything, he took one final look in the mirror. He looked good, really good. Or at least in his opinion, he did. It felt weird to be dressed in an outfit that wasn’t his normal leather jacket. But it was a good weird. So, he pulled his gloves on and then picked up the bag to head back downstairs closing Tony’s bedroom door behind him. As he walked back into the lounge room Clint wolf-whistled and he did a little spin before bowing. Sam laughed “fuck I wasn’t expecting you to be wearing yellow”
He honestly wasn’t expecting himself to be wearing yellow either. But it was such a good outfit that it was worth wearing yellow for. Not that he had anything against yellow. Everyone else was already changed and everyone looked good, even those who seemed to lack style. Pietro questioned “how do you wear yellow and still look intimidating”
He placed the bag down with the others and just shrugged. Tony chuckled “kind of like how Bruce could dress like he’s part of the mafia and still look like he couldn’t hurt a fly”
Grinning he took two of his cans out of the fridge and threw one to Sam who caught it and gave him a thankful smile. Bruce just questioned “how did this become about me”
Tony put on an innocent face as he shrugged, and Loki laughed “yeah let’s get back to the murderous rubber duck”
He glared at Loki as he stated “let’s not”
Loki just smirked at him, and he really wanted to throw something at him but all he had in his hand was his can and he was keeping that one for himself. Sam just seemed to die of laughter and mumbled “oh my god, he’s so right, you look like a rubber duck”
He just rolled his eyes at Sam who was perfectly content laughing at him being a rubber duck. Wanda smiled “ignore them, you look great and not at all like a rubber duck”
He sent Wanda a thankful smile for being on his side. It was clear Clint wasn’t however when he wheezed “oh my god you’re a lemon”
That seemed to make Tony die of laughter as he asked “why would you go straight to lemon and just completely skip over banana”
He couldn’t help but laugh himself. It was kind of funny and he knew they were all joking so it’s not like he should really be offended. Plus, Tony was right Clint had really missed an opportunity by not calling him a banana. Natasha stated “alright I’m going to interrupt before Clint makes some kind of dick joke”
Clint pouted and he was positive that there was some joke at the tip of his tongue. Clint groaned “but my dick jokes are the best”
He just sat down on the couch between Loki and Stephen making Stephen move closer to Tony so there was space for him to sit. He guessed normally Tony would go into an entire spiel about how many other couches there were but it seemed he didn’t mind too much that Stephen had to be pressed up against him so they would all fit. He winked at Tony and beside him, Loki laughed at Stephen who was glaring at him. Pietro smirked “not as good as the real thing”
The entire room erupted into laughter as both Pietro and Clint looked extremely proud of themselves. Vision who just completely moved on questioned “where are the coordinates for”
With a grin, he replied “Area 51”
Tony looked at the jacket and grinned “alright yeah I need that jacket now, where do I get myself one”
Loki shrugged “not a clue, I got given it as a present, never liked it enough to care where it came from”
Tony looked personally attacked at Loki not liking the jacket all that much as it hurt him somewhere deep in his soul. Tony asked “I’m sorry how do you not like a jacket that has the coordinates to Area 51 that is like the coolest thing ever”
Vision rolled his eyes at Tony and stated “your dad pretty much has clearance to visit Area 51, it’s not like Area 51 is even that big of a deal to you”
Tony shook his head and stated “just because my dad knows what’s going on doesn’t mean he shares that information with me, I barely know when he’s going out of town let alone what he sees when he’s gone, plus just because I’m rich and a genius doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy conspiracy theories”
It wouldn’t be worth it to be rich if you couldn’t enjoy conspiracy theories if you asked him. Not that it really concerned him because he wasn’t rich and so whether the rich could enjoy a good conspiracy theory didn’t affect him too much. Clint asked “would life be worth living if you didn’t get enjoyment from conspiracy theories”
He nodded along because Clint was definitely right. Bruce shook his head and stated “science has proved a lot of them wrong”
Clint stated “and that right there is why I don’t listen in science”
Bruce shook his head and stated “just because you don’t listen doesn’t mean it hasn’t been proven wrong”
Natasha handed Bruce a cup of something as she sat beside him and smiled “don’t even bother babe, he’s not worth the pain of trying to explain it to him”
Clint laughed as he put a hand to his heart and mumbled “Tasha, I thought you were supposed to be my best friend”
Natasha leaned against Bruce and laughed “doesn’t mean you’re not an idiot”
Clint just laughed as he threw his shoe at her which she unsurprisingly caught. When she threw his shoe back Clint managed to let it slip through his fingers and it just ended up hitting him in the head. Everyone just laughed at him as Clint whined and Pietro leaned in like he was going to kiss the spot where he hit but instead just flicked Clint’s head and stole his drink making Clint whine even more.
It was nice just sitting around drinking with friends. Normally it was just him and Sam drinking together, occasionally Steve would join as well. But it was different in a bigger group where no one had anything against him. It was pleasant to be able to poke fun of others and be poked fun of yourself when none of the teasing was legitimate and it was just that teasing.
He was going through the bottles they had looking for something to drink when he found a bottle of fireball that had a note attached which read ‘figured this might come in useful, L + U’. He was going to have to add that to the ever-growing list of things to thank Lucretia and Ulysses for. He put the note in his pocket and held the bottle up to the room and grinned “who wants to do shots”
Sam nodded eagerly and Natasha sent him a grin which he took to mean a yes. Tony who looked perfectly content staying sitting where he was on the couch replied “obviously, shot glasses are in the kitchen Vis will show you”
He could see where Vision had made himself at home on an armchair with Wanda where they were sharing a bottle of something he guessed Vision had no plans to do such a thing. That thought was cemented when Vision laughed “no I won’t”
He just laughed as Tony tried his best to pout and get Vision to help. He laughed “I’ll find them myself how hard can it be, anyone else want one”
Both Stephen and Bruce shook their heads. Wanda and Vision both seemed to be having a silent conversation before Wanda grinned “we’ll stick to our cider for now, thanks anyway”
Pietro grinned “hell yeah, I’m down”
Clint laughed “I better not, ask me when we're at the party and I no longer have the ability to make good decisions”
He laughed and Natasha seemed to say out loud what they were all thinking when she asked “when have you ever made a good decision”
Clint threw his empty can at her and the little liquid that was left in the can ended up all over his face and Natasha laughed as she gestured to the scene confirming her point. He just laughed as he turned to Loki and asked “what about you Loki”
Loki stated “no thanks I prefer to drink my alcohol with class”
He just laughed as he rolled his eyes and walked to the kitchen to find the shot glasses. Which you think would be easy but as it turned out Tony had about a hundred cupboards. Maybe that was an exaggeration, but it felt accurate. He was opening a closing them, and it felt like he was opening the same ones over and over again. From behind him, a voice stated “above the sink to the left”
He opened the cupboard and sure enough, there were the shot glasses. He pulled out six and spun around to see Jarvis standing there. He wondered how he knew he was going for the shot glasses and asked “how did you know”
Jarvis laughed “I look after Tony, I just know these things, plus you’re here for pre-drinks”
That actually made a lot of sense. Maybe he should have been worried if Jarvis didn’t know what he was looking for. He grinned “well, thanks”
Jarvis smiled “no problem, did Tony forget you don’t know where they are”
He grinned “no he was just much too comfortable beside Stephen to move”
Jarvis gave him a knowing smile and laughed “well now that I understand”
He laughed as he nodded and walked out of the room, “thanks again”
When he made it back into the lounge room, he placed the shot glasses down on a small table and grinned “Loki I got you one in case you give up being classy, if not I’ll happily have a second”
He opened the bottle of fireball and poured it into the glasses. As he did Tony smirked “if you don’t want the extra, I’ll have it”
Sam got up and nudged Loki and stated “ain’t no point having class man, have some fun instead”
That must have resonated some in Loki because he got up and mumbled “fine I will drink like swine”
Tony smirked “that a boy”
Loki seemed to just glare at him. Nat and Pietro both untangled themselves from their boyfriends to each grab a glass, but Tony clearly did not want to move like because Stephen was still beside him and hadn’t moved into the open space that was now available on the couch. So, to help him out he just passed Tony the glass. They all took the shot and seemed mostly unbothered by it. Stephen grinned “to be fair Loki, you drank that with more class possible than I thought from you”
Loki glared at him and stated “watch your mouth, just because you’re my best friend doesn’t mean I won’t stab you”
Stephen chuckled “oh I’m well aware”
He just laughed and asked “round two anyone”
Pietro who had already found his way back to his spot beside Clint and had a bottle of vodka in his hand laughed “I ain’t moving again, I’m comfy here”
Sam also shook his head and laughed “if I’m drinking might as well be drinking my favourite shit”
Tony laughed “we love a man with boundaries, I on the other hand have none”
He took that as a yes and poured the rest of them another round and poured the extra two because he would happily take one. And he was sure one of the others would take the other spare. Natasha laughed “Bucky are you sure you can handle this”
He just smirked “I’m not dumb enough to attempt to drink a Russian under the table, but I know my boundaries, Nat”
Natasha laughed and Sam stated “he can hold his liquor surprisingly well for a white boy”
He shot Sam a glare and Tony stated “Wilson, I will have you know us white boys aren’t all as terrible at holding our liquor as Clint here”
Sam smirked “I reckon Bucky’s boyfriend would give Clint a run for his money”
Sam wasn’t wrong. Steve couldn’t hold his drinks for shit. Which would be expected if Steve was still small, but he wasn’t anymore, and well it seemed when Steve grew, he forgot to tell his alcohol tolerance to grow too. All you had to do was give Steve a few drinks in a row and he would be gone. Part of him wondered if Steve was going to be drunk when he got to the party or if Steve was still going to be sober. He really hoped it was the latter. If Steve was sober, he wouldn’t have to spend the entire night worrying about him. Wanda laughed “I don’t know if that’s possible”
Sam grinned “oh believe me it is”
With that being said the four of them drank the second round and he and Natasha both smirked at each other before downing the extra round. Loki stated “well now that we’ve done that can I go back to being classy”
He gestured to the couch where Loki had left behind his can and stated “I don’t plan to stand in your way”
Stephen added “the fact you’re a classless bitch might”
Loki backhanded Stephen and grinned “well I got more than you, although that’s not overly difficult you have about as much class as a walrus”
He was pretty sure everyone collectively raised their eyebrows at the mention of walrus. Part of him wondered how much class he had if Stephen had as much as a walrus. Maybe he was at fish level although he was sure he wouldn’t even make it to that level. If he had to guess he didn’t even, make it on the scale. Stephen laughed “and you’re as graceful as a fucking hippopotamus”
He was pretty sure everyone’s eyebrows raised higher at that. These two really needed to work on their insults. He was also pretty sure he would rather be a walrus than a hippopotamus. Sam laughed “someone tell me I’m drunk, and they both didn’t just say that”
He passed Sam one of his cans and smiled “might not be drunk now but if you get there chances are you won’t understand what anyone’s saying, let alone those two”
Sam opened the can and shrugged “I’m on it”
The majority of them seemed to agree with Sam because looking around the room almost everyone was downing their drinks. He decided to join the rest of them and scull his drink. Vision smirked “so Tony”
Tony clearly knew something about that smirk that the rest of them didn’t or at least he didn’t because Tony interrupted “nope, no, shut it”
Vision grinned and clearly had no plans to shut it because he kept the smirk up and chuckled “you’re dressed up mighty nice, you trying to impress someone”
Immediately Tony seemed to find his drink very interesting. They all grinned at him apart from Stephen who looked slightly worried. Tony stated “no of course not, I always dress nice”
Wanda grinned as she asked “are you sure about that, you sound like you’re trying to cover something up”
Tony groaned “fuck I’m too sober for this shit”
Vision laughed “you are normally drunker by now what’s going on, are you trying not to embarrass yourself”
Tony glared at Vision, and he figured it made sense. Tony was trying to stay sober to impress Stephen. He had been expecting Tony to be drunker by now, but he was positive by later that night Tony would be plenty drunk. Tony mumbled “maybe I’m not a raging alcoholic”
He let out a laugh which earnt him a glare from Tony. Loki stated “well I for one am disappointed, I thought we were going to get fun Tony Stark tonight”
Loki looked to be very proud of himself and Stephen mumbled “don’t be a dick Loki”
Everyone shared a grin which both Tony and Stephen seemed to completely miss. Out of nowhere Clint jumped up and grinned “alright who’s versing me in beer pong”
Everyone looked to be wary, Clint was a good shot at most things, and if he had to guess it would apply here too. The look Bruce was giving him could only be described as a ‘you must be crazy if you think I’m doing that.' He was pretty sure it could only end badly maybe that was why he shrugged and smirked “It’s not like I have any plans to stay sober”
Clint grinned and he already knew he was about to down every drink placed in front of him. Wanda stated “I’m not sure you quite know what you’re getting yourself into”
He waved her concern off, and Sam laughed “at this rate Buck I’m going to be carrying you to this party”
He swung his arm around Sam’s shoulders and chuckled “it’s fine I know what I’m doing”
Sam rolled his eyes and poked him in the ribs as he stated “sure you do”
He nodded as he gestured to the bottle Tony was grabbing and the red solo cups in his hand and grinned “yep they are going to fill those cups up, Clint’s going to shoot ten, score ten and I’m going to do ten shots and if I’m lucky I might score one or two”
Natasha shrugged “well he sure sounds like he knows what he’s getting into”
He gave her a smile and a nod. Beside her, Bruce just looked slightly amused and slightly worried about what was to come. They all headed outside to Tony’s table, and it didn’t take him long to wish that someone other than Tony was filling the cups up because there definitely should not be that much in each of the cups. It also didn’t help that he didn’t even know what they were being filled with. But he was in this now and he was going to have to drink them all no matter what because there was no way Clint was going to miss. Once the cups were set up, he took the ping pong ball from Tony, and before Clint could complain about him going first, he stated “just give me this one little advantage”
Whatever Clint had planned to say died on his lips and instead he just signed ‘game on, you’re going down’
Clint was definitely right. He was going down but he was going to do his best to drag Clint down with him so he grinned as he signed ‘oh believe me I know, the real question is how many till you can’t walk, three, four’
Clint glared at him for a few seconds and then laughed as he signed ‘you son of a bitch’
He just grinned even wider as Tony questioned “can we have this in English please, not all of us understand sign, frankly Bucky I still don’t understand why you learnt”
With a grin firmly planted on his face, he stated “there’s a lot you don’t understand about me, Tony”
Sam was in the corner laughing clearly not forgetting anytime soon about why he had learned sign. So, he shot his best friend a glare which Sam just returned with a smile. Clint grinned “come on Tony I’m positive you could learn it in one night if you put your mind to it”
Clint was definitely right. Tony was a genius, and he wouldn’t be surprised if Tony already knew how to sign and just pretended like he didn’t so he could snoop on Clint and Natasha. Bruce chuckled “you’d probably be better than Clint at it”
Natasha seemed to be out to get Clint because she smirked “it wouldn’t be hard; I think Bucky’s better than him”
He gestured to everyone and bowed. Clint groaned “well if you guys are all done bullying the deaf kid can we get on to the beer pong”
Natasha leaned against Bruce and smirked “come on Clint you know we will never be done bullying you”
Clint just groaned and so he flashed him the ball before he threw it. It hit the rim of the cup and then instead of going in just landed on the table. He groaned as Clint just smirked at him and signed ‘looks like I might be able to walk to this party’
Clint picked the ball up and seconds later it had splashed into his cup. He picked it out as Clint celebrated with Pietro. Sam patted him on the back and grinned “we all knew that was coming”
He nodded in agreement with Sam as he downed the contents of the cup. He placed the cup back on the table as he relished in the fact that at least it tasted good even though by the end of this game he was going to be well and truly fucked. Honestly tomorrow he was going to murder Tony and his heavy pouring hand. Tonight, he was just going to enjoy himself.
He picked the ball up from where it was sitting on the table and tuned out the talking around him and just focused on the cups. If he wanted to get a few in he was going to have to do it before Clint scored too many and made him drink too much. He threw it and grinned as it plopped in. He and Sam cheered and high fived and Tony whistled as Clint picked up the cup and downed it. He signed ‘not too shabby am I’
Clint hit the cup down on the table unnecessarily hard as he wiped his mouth and then signed ‘lucky shot Barnes’
He just chuckled. Clint threw the ball and he watched it land in the cup. He just quickly picked the ball out a culled his drink. The second Clint started celebrating Tony stated “no point celebrating Barton that’s what we expect from you”
Clint paid him no mind and he just dropped his empty cup on top of the other one. Stephen chuckled “I imagine you are going to regret either this or the shots soon”
He flashed Stephen a grin and chuckled “I regretted agreeing to this the second I did”
Wanda looked at the cups and laughed “I couldn’t imagine why”
He laughed along with everyone else at his own expense. There were two things he knew for sure. One he was going to be drunk before this game of beer pong ends and two if he was with this group of people, he was going to enjoy himself. Grabbing the ball from the table he threw it and watched it land in another cup. He signed ‘you still think it was a lucky shot’
Clint glared at him as he drank the contents of the cup. Natasha smirked “few more shots like that Bucky and you won’t be the only one who is going to pass out before this party”
He looked over the table and at the next eight drinks that he was definitely going to have to drink. It wasn’t something he was looking forward to it, but he would more than happily do it and he just hoped passing out wasn’t on the cards until after the party or at least halfway through. He chuckled “I’m at least going to make it to the party”
Tony patted his shoulder and laughed “sure you will buddy”
He turned to glare at Tony and when he looked back at the table there was a ball bobbing in one of his cups. He groaned as he lifted the ball up and downed the alcohol from the cup. When he missed his next shot Clint smirked as he signed ‘and that’s about what we expect from you’
He just stuck the finger up at Clint. Clint just smirked as he threw the ball and again it dropped right into one of his cups. Sam laughed “well this is going about as well as expected”
As he downed another drink, Pietro chuckled “actually Bucky scored two more than I expected from him”
He pointed a finger at Pietro and glared “I expect this from your boyfriend, I thought you were the nice one, clearly you guys are together because your both dicks”
Clint and Pietro both smiled wide and Wanda chuckled “no Pietro is one hundred percent an asshole”
Pietro threw a cup at his sister who just laughed as she threw an empty can back. He spent probably way too long setting his shot up, but it all worked out for him when it landed in one of Clint's cups. Natasha grinned “hey Clint, are you feeling the effects yet”
Clint downed the drink and threw the cup at Natasha as he glared “fuck you, Tasha, I am very much fine”
Once it kicked in, he doubted Clint would still be uttering those sentiments. Especially since according to everyone he seemed to have no alcohol tolerance. Vision laughed “what about you Bucky, how’s the alcohol treating you”
He smirked “well I can only see one of you so that’s a good start I guess”
Everyone laughed and he just watched Clint shoot the ball again and seconds later he downed the drink. He added it to his steadily growing pile of empty cups and grinned “five down, five to go”
Unsurprisingly he missed his next shot to Clint’s relief. And Clint to no one’s surprise got it in. When he added the sixth cup to the pile, he could feel some of the effects start to hit him. And when his next shot missed by more than an inch like all of his previous shots Natasha smirked “Bucky you’re slipping”
He pointed a finger at her and stated “I am absolutely fine, thank you very much”
Stephen laughed “yes absolutely fine, not slurring at all”
He glared at Stephen as everyone laughed and he groaned “I’m not slurring”
Sam put a hand on his arm and grinned “yeah you are Buck”
He was too busy glaring at Sam to realise Clint had shot. And when he spun around to face the cups and the ball was bobbing up and down in the liquid, he grabbed it out and mumbled “oh for fucks sake”
Everyone just chuckled as he downed the contents of yet another cup. Vision smirked “and this is why none of us play beer pong with Clint”
Clint laughed “you guys are just boring”
Somehow his next shot landed in, and he was actually so lost as to how but nevertheless cheered like he hadn’t just thrown it and not even tried to aim in the slightest. He smirked as Clint downed the drink and kept smirking even when he was downing his own drink. His next shot was actually terrible but at least it went somewhere near the cups. Tony chuckled “well that was actually horrendous”
He laughed as he nodded “don’t I know it”
Another ball bobbing in another drink and another drink down he set up for what he knew would be his final shot. And to his absolute embarrassment, it landed nowhere near the actual table. As everyone laughed Sam stated “well that was something”
He grumbled “let’s not ever talk about that again”
Tony laughed “so what you’re telling me is I should take the video off my story”
He glared at Tony and grumbled “yes”
Tony appeared to have no intention of removing it and his best bet was to just hope it was on a private story or something. He watched as Clint lined up his final shot and sunk it. He took the ball out and threw it at Clint’s head and somehow hit his mark. He held the cup up to everyone and smirked “here’s to a night I won’t remember”
Everyone laughed and Pietro added “neither will Clint”
And so, with that, he downed the final cup and was handed a bottle of water by Bruce. He took a long sip of water and grinned “thanks”
As he sat down beside Loki on the couch Wanda and Natasha set up for a game of beer pong and when Tony tried to fill up the cups, they pushed him away. If only someone could have done that for him. Tony just let them be and went to sit beside Stephen and Pietro who were deep in conversation. Loki laughed “how are you still alive”
He drank some more of the water as he shrugged “been wondering that myself”
Loki laughed and smirked “well you better make it to this party because I would hate for the effort, we put into your outfit to be wasted”
He smirked “oh trust me I’ll make it there”
Sam and Clint both dropped down on the couch across from them and Sam laughed “yeah not sure Clint will though”
Clint who was leaning his head against the arm of the couch mumbled “I’m fine”
From the way, he was slurring it was unlikely he was telling the truth, but he was in no place to say anything, so he just let him think whatever he wanted. Glancing back over to the game of beer pong he watched as Natasha and Bruce versed Wanda and Vision. Why hadn’t he thought to team up with someone when he played. That would have made him a lot less drunk than he is right now. Someone could have told him that was an option. At least the next time he played he knew it was an option. Pietro who had walked over to join them laughed “yeah you’re totally fine”
Everyone laughed at Clint’s expense. Clint smiled “see look Pietro agrees with me”
He laughed at Clint clearly missing the obvious sarcasm. He leaned back and mumbled “now it might be because I’m drunk, but I think he was being sarcastic”
Clint looked at him like he had just told him someone had died and stated “no, you’re lying”
Pietro just slipped his arm around Clint and whispered something in his ear that from Clint’s grin was definitely well received. Loki tapped him on the shoulder and then smirked “so earlier Tony mentioned something he’s holding over you”
He wasn’t drunk enough to willingly share embarrassing information about himself, and he guessed he likely never would. He shook his head and laughed “nope, nice try though”
Loki laughed “you know what you might not be drunk enough yet, but I think Tony will share”
He clasped his hand over Loki’s mouth when Loki opened it presumably to scream out to Tony. When he removed it, Loki was grinning wickedly and smirked “tell me or I’ll get Tony to tell everyone”
He sighed. Fuck Loki and him knowing he had a way to find out no matter what he decided and so to save his skin he mumbled “fine I’ll tell you, but not here”
Loki was grinning wide, and he didn’t know whether it was the prospect of blackmail or gossip that had him so excited. Probably both. Loki grinned “I need to go get another drink anyway”
So, he got up and headed back into the house. He was ninety percent sure Loki was snickering beside him and when he got inside, he grabbed one of his own drinks out of the fridge despite the fact he’d definitely already had more than enough. Loki grabbed a drink and smirked “so”
He shook his head and mumbled “I actually hate you”
Loki paid no mind to him wanting to die and smiled “well let’s hear it”
He hit his head against the wall a few times, there was no getting out of this now. No matter how much he desperately wanted to. And so, he glared at Loki as he began “well when I was at Torres’ I got over the fence just fine the first time, but the second time I kind of caught my foot on one of the spikes and was hanging there for a bit”
Loki was definitely laughing at his expense. From behind them, Tony announced “well Barnes you’re fucking shit at telling stories, Loki don’t worry I will give you every little detail”
Loki smirked as he glared at them both and groaned “did you ever think I don’t want everyone knowing all the little details”
Tony smiled “but they’re the funniest bits”
He rolled his eyes and Loki grinned “indeed, come on let’s hear it”
Tony grabbed two drinks from the fridge, and he wondered if one was for Stephen or if he planned on drinking them both. He just opened his drink. Can’t get embarrassed if you’re shitfaced. With that, he decided to leave the two to tell embarrassing stories and pulled his phone out of his pocket.
Steve seemed to be having a fucking coronary if his texts were anything to go by. Not that he could really be bothered to read them, so he just sent back a smiley face as he went to see the damage Tony had done. And to his luck, they were on a private story, but the real question was how many people were on that story. He went to click on it when he walked into something solid. He could hear laughing behind him and looked up to be greeted by a wall. Turning to Loki and Tony he glared “I hate you both”
With that, he just slipped his phone into his pocket and walked out of the room as Tony shouted “love you too”
They were going to tell everyone about that when they came back outside. As he was walking past the beer pong that was going on he got handed a cup by Natasha who grinned “drink this”
Peering inside all he could see was a clear liquid, so it was a fifty, fifty between water and vodka. He just shrugged and downed the cup not surprised when it turned out to be vodka. He handed the cup back to a grinning Natasha. Wanda and Bruce were both groaning. He didn’t miss the money being exchanged and Natasha smirked “thanks Bucky”
He just waved her off and mumbled “no problem”
With that, he left them and headed over to where Sam was sitting talking to Stephen on the couches across from Clint and Pietro who were just whispering to each other. Sam asked “why the fuck did you drink that and why are you still drinking”
He just sat down beside Sam and replied “Nat asked me nicely”
Sam just shook his head and Stephen laughed “it seemed more like she didn’t even ask you at all”
He just waved Stephen’s concern off and took another sip from his drink. Sam just chuckled “would you drink anything put in front of you”
It was likely that he would if he knew and trusted the person who gave it to him. If Sam or Steve handed him anything he wouldn’t even look at what it was just drink it. So, he just gave Sam a small nod. They were interrupted by Tony and Loki returning and shouting “Bucky how’s your face after walking into that wall”
Everyone just looked at him laughing and he stuck the finger up at them both. They just laughed and as he had predicted Tony handed Stephen one of the drinks. His phone started vibrating but he just left it. Whoever wanted him could talk to him tomorrow when he wasn’t drunk. Not that he would admit to being drunk. Sam questioned “Buck don’t tell me you are too drunk to realise your phone is going off”
He just waved off Sam’s concern and grinned “I’m ignoring it”
Sam raised an eyebrow and asked “why exactly”
He just laid his head against Sam’s shoulder and shot back “what you think I’m sober enough to talk to someone”
That got everyone to laugh, and Sam chuckled “point taken”
He just chuckled and took another sip from his drink and Tony asked “you ever heard of pacing yourself, so you actually make it to the party”
He would have if the party was what he was looking forward to. But as it stood the pre-drinks were what he had been looking forward to. Therefore, they would be where he enjoyed himself. He didn’t care much for the party. He smiled “I don’t care for parties; this is where I’m going to have fun”
Everyone appeared to accept that answer and Sam just pushed him, so he was sitting up and disappeared off inside likely to get another drink. Tony took his spot sitting beside Stephen. So, he nudged him and whispered “that was smooth”
Turns out maybe he didn’t whisper because Pietro, Clint, and Loki were laughing their heads off and Tony was glaring at him as Stephen looked confused. Pietro smirked “you need to work on your whispering man”
Clint just got up and he wondered at what point Clint had become less drunk than him. Clint likely stopped after the beer pong. He should have stopped. Clint held his hand out and grinned “let’s go Barnes before you try and whisper something else”
He just grabbed Clint’s hand and let him be pulled up. Loki turned to Pietro and asked “is Clint sober enough to be helping him”
Pietro shook his head as he stated “probably not”
Neither he nor Clint paid attention to the two, but it was really no surprise when seconds later they ended up sitting on the grass with both a bottle of water and a bottle of vodka he thinks they borrowed from Wanda. Not that Wanda was going to get it back. Clint mumbled “I shouldn’t have played you in beer pong”
He leaned back taking a sip of vodka and handed the bottle to Clint as he laughed “I don’t know why you are complaining you won”
Clint drank some of the vodka himself as he grinned “yeah I did”
The bottle was handed back to him, and he drank some more before laying down on the grass as he chuckled “it was fun though”
Glancing at Clint, he could see him nodding. When he looked back up Wanda was standing there, and she questioned “is that my vodka”
From the slurred tone to her words, he now understood how they were able to steal it. She was closer to drunk than sober herself. Clint held it up and asked “would you like some”
She looked torn between getting mad at them or just taking a sip and letting it go. He grabbed her hand and tugged her down as he mumbled “Wandy join us, we’ll share”
She just looked at him for a few seconds as she sat down beside him and giggled “did he just call me Wandy”
Clint was nodding and Wanda happily accepted the bottle from Clint with a small laugh as she took her hand from his and patted him on the shoulder. He sat up as she passed him the bottle and took a sip as Clint mumbled “Wanda, I thought you were Russian, how did you get drunk”
It was a fair question, but he guessed a lot of alcohol had been involved. Wanda gave a shrug in return and guessed “I’m a bad Russian”
Clint hugged Wanda and so instead of passing the bottle along he just took another sip. Clint reasoned “you’re not a bad Russian, you are just more fun”
He decided to return the pat and so patted her shoulder as he stated “Wandy I think you are a great Russian”
Clint let go of Wanda to take the vodka from him and Wanda asked “are you just saying that”
He shook his head and mumbled “no it’s true, I wouldn’t lie to you”
Wanda looked at him and grinned “thanks”
He just laid back down and watched the sky. Clint laughed “Bucky I think next time we should avoid the beer pong”
He just kept staring at the sky as he mumbled “no one told me I could have a partner”
Beside them, Wanda giggled, and Clint stated “that wasn’t very nice of them, someone should have told you”
He didn’t bother to point out that Clint could have told him and instead just nodded. He didn’t know how long went by before they were joined by Pietro. Pietro asked “should I be surprised it’s the vodka you’re passing around and not the water”
Looking over the water was still sitting there untouched. They should have drunk some of that. Clint deadpanned “no”
Vision who had materialised beside him laughed “so this is where the drunks hang out”
He just looked at Vision who hadn’t been there a second ago and nodded as he asked “where did you come from”
Vision who had pulled Wanda into his lap chuckled “you’re gone aren’t you”
He gestured to Clint who was clinging to Pietro very off his face mumbling something about purple animals and smiled “I’m better than him”
The two couples just made him think of Steve and how they used to just hug at any spare opportunity. Vision pulled him out of his thoughts as he poked his pocket where his phone was and stated “your phone has been going off continuously for a while now, have you even noticed”
He had noticed it earlier but never realised it was still going off. He also could have sworn he had it on silent. He mumbled “I thought it was on silent”
Vision looked at him with a small smile and stated “well it most definitely is not”
He just groaned “why did no one tell me”
Someone should have told him. Clint mumbled “I just thought you were listening to it on purpose”
He didn’t bother to question why someone would listen to that on purpose. Even if that was all he could think about. He stood up taking the bottle of vodka with him as he went to answer his phone. However, he forgot about it the second he spotted Tony sitting with Bruce away from everyone else. So, he walked over to the pair and grinned “vodka anyone”
They both laughed and Bruce stated “Bucky hate to be the one to tell you this but that bottle is empty”
He just shrugged. Explained why it felt so light. He smiled “so are we talking about Stephen”
Pretty much straight away Tony was covering his mouth with his hand as Bruce laughed. Tony stated “man you really have to work on your volume control”
Tony sounded painfully sober. Would have told him as much if there wasn’t a hand preventing him from talking so he just shrugged instead. Bruce smiled “it’s okay he’s inside Tony, wouldn’t have heard anything”
Tony looked at him and stated “you are lucky Barnes; I drop this hand and you don’t mention another word on the topic, capeesh”
He gave a nod and Tony dropped his hand. With a grin firmly on his face, he questioned “so why are you so nauseatingly sober”
Tony raised an eyebrow and asked “why are you such an asshole”
He laughed “it’s part of my bad boy charm”
Behind them, Sam smirked “he just likes to make everyone else’s lives just all the more unbearable”
He put a hand to his heart as he grinned “Sammy, you wound me”
Sam sat next to him and stole his phone from his pocket muting it before putting it in his own pocket. He forgot that had been going off. Bruce stated “thank god for that I think I was going to go insane if it kept ringing”
Stephen who had walked over with Loki at some point smiled “I don’t think Bucky knows how to work technology”
He just glared at him and shook his head. Natasha who was walking over with Clint clearly doing her best to keep him from faceplanting grinned “are we ever going to leave for this party, no offense but I didn’t put this much effort into my outfit to chill with you lot all night”
Natasha didn’t put all that much effort in. He picked it. Loki laughed “pretty sure Bucky made all the effort”
Natasha waved him off and Loki just dropped it. Probably assuming continuing it increased his likelihood of being murdered. Tony jumped up and grinned “well let’s get to it then”
Everyone headed inside to collect the alcohol they planned on taking. Somehow, he managed to find his bottle of fireball and slipped it into his jacket pocket, and figured he could return to drinking it later. Once everyone collected their alcohol and he grabbed one of his cans they all decided to head to Nebula’s. Apparently, it wasn’t too far from Tony’s, so they were just walking. Not that they had any other options. Tony who was standing extremely close to Stephen stated “well let’s go then and have the best night of our lives”
He was not sure if the party was going to make the night any better, but it had been one hell of a time so far. As they all left, he noticed Pietro helping Wanda walk and Natasha helping Clint and wondered if they were drunker than him. At least he could walk somewhat. Even if he had Sam and Loki to either side of him both looking like they were expecting him to fall flat on his face.
Maybe he should have stopped drinking at some point. But he was enjoying himself. So instead of stopping he just opened the can as they walked out of Tony’s house. Plus, the alcohol would hopefully make being at a party tolerable. Although if it was anything like pre-drinks he might actually enjoy himself.