If you had a dollar for every time you'd ended up in the woods with ripped clothes and no shoes, well, let's just say you could probably afford a real nice two bedroom apartment in some real pleasantly fancy building with a great view and all. Too bad green doesn't just rain down from the sky every time the full moon comes round to knock you back into another world of blurry confusion.
You won't lie to yourself, being what you are is strange and not very common in the slightest, obviously. It's even weirder that you weren't bitten one night and turned just like that, oh no, all passed down through the bloodline of other strange relatives. So you're gifted with the curse, forced to inevitably change into a furry beast every single full moon, so what you're still a mostly pleasant individual.
Well luckily for you, being born with the gift does happen to have its perks which do come in handy. For instance, you're incredibly strong, quick on your feet, and have heightened senses, plus the ability to shift on command. It's not all bad, well......most of the time.
Honestly you truly thought life couldn't get much stranger for you and your whole hidden secretive situation, until low and behold some random red head found your little hideaway in a remote mountain side village far off in the Himalayas.
Everything was completely fine and under control and then BAM, she showed up with some important documents and something called an Avengers initiative and well shit, guess some time spent with the real world couldn't hurt. I mean come on, some more friends seemed like a nice idea and uh, somehow they knew who you were so too late to run and hide.
Also at the time, considering you lived like a recluse on the edge of the village and of course for good reason, but damn if the red head didn't just hand you an open invitation for some real adventure. Who were you to say no?
Fortunately for you, all seemed to go in your favor and fantastically enough, they had a nice big strong cell for you on nights when the wolf was inevitably bound to come out. A fridge full of plentiful snacks, a training room to lay off some steam, and a big safe and secure room all your own. It was perfect. Only problem was, there happened to be a very attractive and very wary of you super soldier who undoubtedly caught your attention.
How could you not, he smelled divine, muscles for days, thick thighs that could make a girl swoon, and he just seemed like the best goddamn hugger alive. Okay listen, maybe you were touch starved and deprived of human affection but dammit if your little monster heart didn't skip a beat every time he was near you.
And yes, the few months it took to get him to crack was just down right torturous. But with some coaxing from Steve and encouragement from Sam, the winter soldier at long last did talk to you. Turned out he thought you were scared of him all along, how hilariously ironic you thought when he told you that.
But as time progressed and you both opened up more and more, a blossoming relationship sprouted forth, eventually evolving and manifesting into a big beautiful flower called love. Cheesy yes, but you couldn't have dreamed of anything better.
And seriously, he wasn't freaked out about your whole hidden hush hush secretive gift that usually either goes in your favor or ends up causing you major legal trouble. The man himself, Bucky Barnes, thought you were a marvel to behold, so odd and fantastic that he couldn't stay away even if he tried.
And for that you could love him forever, especially now after a full moon while you're out in the middle of nowhere. Hoping that the team will send your hundred year old boyfriend out to find you in the brisk dark morning after a grand unrememberable adventure. Which would be very nice of course, considering you have not a damn clue what you've done.....or where you are.
Cracking your back, you stretch your hands up to the dawning sky as a tired yawn escapes you. It's been a long night and you look like a wild woman with your hear a fluffy nest and your clothes ripped in various unrevealing places thankfully.
Your surroundings are simply trees and small scraggly bushes, green grass underneath your bare feet and a small stream flowing in the near distance. With a second to listen, you can hear a highway a couple miles away to the east, guess that's a start.
Rubbing your eyes you set out in that direction for about twenty minutes before a blue and gold Mercedes comes into view from the side of a country back road, it stops when you guess the driver spotted you from the tree line. Keeping a wary eye on the fancy sports car, you keep walking towards it until a figure gets out and leans against the passengers side door all cool and casual, then on further inspection you realize the driver is Bucky.
Yes! My knight in shining armor is here!
Trudging through the grassy field in the dewy morning light, he watches your every move, eyes crinkling in amusement as you come to stand a couple feet in front of him. Undoubtedly looking a bit wild, and very tired as you fold your arms underneath each other, giving your dark haired lover a shy almost fangy smile.
"I know I look like a hot mess." You mutter with a shrug, biting your lip as you dart your eyes to the fields behind him, slightly embarrassed of the current disheveled state you're in.
Bucky smirks before pushing himself off the car and engulfing you into a big Bucky bear hug to your pleasant surprise, "Y/N I'm just glad you're okay and nothing bad happened to you." He mumbles into your shoulder as you press yourself closer to him, letting yourself have this wonderful moment to relax and feel at ease.
Slowly pulling back to look up at him, you smile, "Aww Buck you were worried about me?"
He returns the grin, leaning down to press his head flush against yours, "We all were, me more then anyone else of course...and maybe for the general civilians nearby."
You laugh nervously, "Oh right, yeah. Well hey, I didn't destroy anyone's car this time. I think I've made progress."
He pauses for a brief moment indicating he's not sure if he should tell you something and this does make you nervous before Bucky finally lets out a little laugh, "You ate a whole cow Y/N."
Snorting in surprise you quickly pull your head from Bucky's, "What? Did I? Please tell me you're joking."
"Yeah, uh I wish." He admits with a casual reassuring squeeze to your arm, "We tracked you with Sam's suit tech, yunno Red Wing, and uh....you seemed to be having fun."
Mentally and just about physically cringing at yourself, you purse your lips together in slight embarrassment, "Shit. Was it gross?" You ask, making a face that causes him to chuckle.
"A little." Adds Bucky with another casual shrug to make you feel less terrible.
"Is the farmer going to see everything, I mean shit they're gonna be so pissed." You worry, biting your lip anxiously as you break eye contact from him. "Why am I like this."
"Uh, that's not going to be a problem." Inquires Bucky causing you to find his blue eyes once again.
Eying him up suspiciously you raise a brow, "And why's that.....Bucky what did I do?"
Taking a breath he gives you a small apprehensive smile, "Y/N...you uh, kind of ate......everything."
"I what?" I did not! No way, right?
Giving you a quick kiss on the cheek he smiles affectionately, "I'm going to be honest with you here it looked like a kid with a piece of cake who has no impulse control, and loves cake....like a lot.....Rodney almost puked."
Rolling your eyes you fake glare at him, "Oh god who all watched my little horror show?"
"Mostly everyone."
"Jesus."
"It's like a car crash Y/N, we don't want to watch but we can't look away. Sorry doll." He confesses apprehensively, though honest and sincere knowing you do feel bad for what you do when out of it.
"No." You say honestly, pausing for a moment, "It's fine. Seriously Buck, I'm just relieved you guys keep taps on me while I'm out, god knows I can't help what I do and where I go. It's nice to have people making sure I don't injure any innocent bystander."
"Yeah I guess so huh...alright Y/N/N," Chirps Bucky with a beaming grin as he attempts to shift the mood to a less dull one, "let's get out of here, I mean unless you want to sniff around the place for awhile...it is a nice forest over there and all but I guess we can stay and I'll let you..."
"Alright Barnes, can-it or maybe I'll bite you." You tease with a playful squeeze of his bicep before breaking out of his strong grasp.
"Depends on the context maybe I'd enjoy it." Adds Bucky sarcastically, side eying you with a half smile as you move to open the car door.
Shaking your head in playful disapproval you lightly shove him aside, "Believe me you wouldn't."
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The ride back to the Avengers base or headquarters or facility, who the hell knows at this point, was actually quite smooth and peaceful. Then again you fell asleep as soon as Bucky made it onto the highway, and continued to catch a much needed nap for the next hour ride home.
No one ever said you were easy alright, but let's be real, Bucky would let you put him through anything and he'd be happy about it.
After parking and walking down the sidewalk past some early morning trainees catching a run, the two of you made it into the Avengers official HQ where all your rooms and other luxury's are located. But of course not before walking past the facilities giant living space and huge kitchen.
Just keep looking forward, keep walking, walk faster you idiot!
"Y/N!" Shouts Sam in that stupidly peppy obnoxious early morning voice of his, no doubt gaining the attentions of Steve and Natasha who are seated at the kitchens bar talking about some mission report.
Pausing in the large doorway that's not giving you or Bucky a whole lot of hiding space, you take a deep breath before turning to acknowledge him, "You'd think people would be sleeping considering it's only six in the morning."
Chuckling, Sam raises his protein shake, "Weird," He says while giving you a knowing smirk, "we missed you during training this morning."
Nat and Steve conceal their amusement as you simply roll your eyes, "Yeah well it was a long night." You mutter unenthusiastically, earning the tiniest laugh from Bucky which causes you to throw him a glare. Knocking that smile right off of his handsome stubbly face.
"Well we got all these shakes here if you two love birds want one. Hate to have em go to waste." Adds the smiling man with a nod, if he doesn't just love seeing you looking like shit. No Sam I do not accept this invitation for you to tell me how crazy I look.
Sam means well of course, but damn he loves teasing you in front of Bucky for a fun reaction out of him. And it's kind of working, but not on Bucky.
"It's fine Y/N, you don't have to have one if you don't want to." Calls Natasha before taking a sip from her mug. "Just ignore Sam, he's been annoying since the gym."
Before Sam's even able to speak you quickly narrow your eyes at him, holding up a finger before making hasty steps across the room. Stopping right in front of him, "Give it." You deadpan.
Brows raised in surprise he glances from a confused Bucky, then back to you again, "Listen I only made so much, Y/N this is my breakfast okay you can't just..."
Ignoring his rushed rambling you pull out the whole glass blender full of protein shake before taking a step back as the whole room goes quiet, then never breaking eye contact you heartily drink up the whole entirety of its cold contents without missing a beat. Yeah, definitely needed that.
After you're finished you lick your lips in satisfaction, taking a step closer towards a speechless Sam as you set the blender back in its place. Giving him a satisfied smirk before walking back over to Bucky where you tug on his jacket to follow you down the hall and away from everyone else.
Sometimes you can't help but be a little dramatic.
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Laying sprawled out on yours and Bucky's giant mattress, you stare up at the ceiling as he folds your clean and freshly scented laundry, your mind swirling with thoughts of what duties you have to be apart of today. Blah, work.
Sighing gently you glance at Bucky to see if he heard you, not getting anything from him you sigh again with more grandeur this time. Nothing. Rolling your eyes you suck in a deep breath before practically soft yelling out your exhale like the dramatic little beast you are.
Glancing over to Bucky, you watch as he turns around to put some of your pants away in a drawer. Okay then, that's how it's gonna be. Quickly sitting up, you smirk a devilish grin before silently reaching over to pick up a small pillow, once in hand you don't think twice before launching it at full speed directly headed for the back of his head.
But before your decently soft projectile can smack his precious flowing locks does a metal arm swiftly reach up to catch it mid flight. Oh, shit. Bucky's head turns to you, brow raised at you before tucking the pillow underneath his arm, and going back to his usual domestic duties for the day.
Okay, killer of fun Mr. James Buchanan Barnes.
Frustrated from lack of a reaction out of him, you stand up on the bed like a warrior about to give a great battle cry. Eyeing his cute butt up for a moment, you smirk once again before launching a sneak attack pillow right for his head. It sails magnificently across the room before a metal hand stops it in its place.
Well, shit.
This time he gives you a proper look, full of mischief and a new profound playfulness that sends an excited thrill throughout your entire being. As fast as one of Thor's lightening bolts does the pillow soar in your direction, but conveniently for you he's forgotten just how quick you can really be. This is just what you wanted.
Dodging to the left you watch in almost slow motion as the fluffy cloth just misses your face, instead opting to smack against the back wall with a loud thud. Snapping your attention back to Bucky he narrows his blue eyes at you suspiciously while you let out an admittedly scary villainous chuckle.
Let's party my love.
He hands you a smirk right before shifting his body to the right, arm cocked back and thrust forward just as quickly, launching his second pillow attack without an ounce of mercy. You see it coming a mile away and as graceful as a dancer do you flip off the bed, landing perfectly on the carpeted floor just as the pillow smacks hard against the door. Thwack!
Slowly standing, eyeing him up like a lioness to her prey, you give him a satisfied smile, "Missed." You tease.
Letting out a breathy laugh, Bucky takes a cautious step in your direction as he tests the waters, "Y/N what are you doing?"
"Getting your attention you ass."
Chuckling he takes another step forward, "Was I ignoring you?" Duh, that's why I, oh wait he's playing you.
"Well you certainly weren't doing anything interesting." You sass as he steps again closer, this time about an arms length away.
The corners of his eyes crinkle in amusement, "Okay that's fair, but was the pillow really necessary?" He asks, though his tone is still humorous.
Not falling for his alluring charm you tilt your head to the side, a knowing smile breaking out across your face as he tries to register what your true intentions are. "Yes, and so is this." You quip before dropping to the floor for a side sweep of his legs, in an instant he's on the ground and looking wide eyed up at you.
God he looks beautiful. No, focus.
"Y/N!" He whines breathlessly, brows furrowed as he holds himself up by his elbows, "Now you're gonna get it!"
Taking a quick step back you snort, "Oh really now?"
And he's fallen for the plan.
"Yes, and when I get you, you won't be laughing anymore." He grumbles, trying to keep himself from laughing as well.
"Alright then hot stuff try and bring me down." You snap back playfully as he rises to his feet, "First one pinned has to run with Sam later, and we both know how much fun he is to run with."
Bringing his arms up into a defensive position he readies himself for an attack, "Yeah, I'd rather not be his jogging buddy today. I mean it is raining outside, but I know you'd look real nice after a wet run." Teases Bucky with a smirk.
"Touché you smartass." His lips twitch into a grin as you ready your own stance. "Now let's dance."