Turn it Off (Stucky)
“How’s everyone?” Steve panted as started walking toward a clearing in the debris. They’d just finished defeating a villain who was trying to plant mind control bombs all over New York City. “Weird alien shit.” Steve mumbled beneath his breath. Why couldn’t they just have normal human adversaries anymore?
“Hawkeye here. I’m currently being lifted to the ground by Iron Man. We’re both doing fine.”
“Yep, super duper.” Tony groaned in the background.
“Cuts and bruises.” Clint clarified at Tony’s outburst, “But nothing too bad.”
“Black Widow and Thor are also fine. We’re picking up some loose ends on the eastern boundary. Just doing a final sweep for any lingering ‘gifts’.” Natasha’s voice came soon after.
“Hi Captain America! I’m alright too! Oh, it’s Spiderman by the way!” Steve grinned a bit at Peter’s enthusiastic response.
“I’m ready for everyone in the jet to receive medical attention.” Bruce added.
“This is the Falcon, I’m in the air and I’ve got eyes on Bucky. My wings are a bit banged up, but the solider looks unscathed.”
“I second that.” Bucky’s deep voice filled the line.
Steve let out a breath of relief he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. Even though Bucky was more than capable of handling himself on the battlefield, Steve couldn’t help but worry.
“And you Captain?” Thor spoke up.
“All good here. Head to medical once you're finished up.”
There was a chorus of groans and “but I’m fine”s as the Avengers reverted into a group of stubborn children who didn’t like the doctor.
“Come on guys, it’s Bruce. If you don’t get seen on the jet, I’ll turn you into the SHIELD medical facility.”
“Yes, sir” Tony teased. Steve could practically see him saluting with a smirk on his face. He smiled and shook his head, still amazed at how close all of them had gotten. They were practically a family at this point.
“What’s that stupid grin for?” Bucky, from around the corner yelled out to Steve. He reached up and muted his earpiece so the team couldn’t hear him speaking.
Steve mimicked the action. “Just happy that everyone’s getting back safely. Speaking of which, you’re sure you’re unharmed?”
Bucky spun around with his hands up for Steve to examine. He made a twirl motion to gesture that Steve should do the same.
“I was the world’s most deadly assassin. I think you have a little more faith in my fighting abilities, doll.”
“I know sweetheart, but I can’t help it. I’m Captain America and I know you still worry.”
“That’s because you do stupid things.”
“Nope, you have all the stupid." Steve hummed. “Speaking of which, I think I need to check for injuries more throughly. I think you might be hiding something under all those clothes.”
“I’ve got something under my uniform for you, but it isn’t an injury.” Bucky’s husky voice caused Steve to shiver.
“Is that so? You’re going to have to show me once we get home.”
“Mmm” Bucky leaned over and kissed Steve. The adrenaline coursing through his veins made Steve almost frantic. He squeezed Bucky’s ass and deepened the kiss. Bucky pulled back with a small moan.
“This is my stop. My boyfriend’s a real grump about medical.” Bucky wagged his fingers teasingly and turned to climb the stairs to medical.
“Sounds like a smart person.” Steve laughed. “See you in a bit.” He regained his composure and rushed to the main compartment of the jet.
It was a little odd that no one had been on the comms since he did the check up. Usually there were jokes and complaints galore after a fight. Clint begging for food, Natasha threatening to fly back alone if everyone didn’t hurry up, Tony laughing at screen grabs from the playback of the battle, Thor promising a large feast, and Bruce begging someone in medical to stop squirming.
Steve instantly became concerned when he saw the whole team, minus Bucky and Bruce, glaring in silence at him as he arrived. He immediately assumed his battle stance.
“Do the old men need another lesson in technology?” Tony said condescendingly.
“What?” Steve was confused. Had he missed something? Were they calling for him because something went wrong? Was everyone okay? He scanned his teammates, imagining worse case scenarios, but no one seemed hurt. “Is Bruce hurt? Was there another attack someone else?”
“Everything is fine.” Natasha assured him. She had a smug grin on her face. “More than fine, Clint owes me $50.” She held her hand out toward him as he fished his wallet out of his backpack.
Steve rose an eyebrow. “Okay?”
“You left your communicator on the whole time dipshit.” Tony grabbed the technology lodged in his ear. “This one is off, this is to mute other people, and this is to mute yourself. It’s only three buttons.”
“Oh. OH.” Steve mouth became a perfect circle as he realized what his team was talking about.
“Wish I could unhear…” Sam was grumbling under his breath although it now made sense while Steve spent more time with Bucky than him.
“Congratulations!” Thor wrapped Steve in a crushing hug. “Two warriors coming together is most joyous news. We must have a feast!” Tony rolled his eyes.
“How long have you been dating?” Peter asked enthusiastically.
Steve opened his mouth to answer but suddenly he felt arms around his waist and a head on his shoulder. “Nearly eighty five years.” He heard his boyfriend answer from beside him.
“I don’t know if we can exactly count seventy or eighty of those…” Steve’s voice trailed off as Bucky nuzzled into his neck. “Hey, aren’t you supposed to be in medical?”
“M’ done. All good.”
“Ew, can we just pretend we still don’t know you’re dating so you can go back to hiding?” Clint whined as Tony stated “No flirting on my ship. You also need a technology lesson terminator.”
“Why were you hiding?” Natasha sat down and started organizing her weapons.
Steve shrugged, “Habit, I guess.”
“I deserve pizza for putting up with this. Tony?” Clint begged “I don’t have any money. Tasha took it all…”