Can I Get An Amen?

Bucky awoke to Steve sleeping in a chair on the opposite side of the room. Steve was snoring softly. Sorry, Steve, he thought to himself as he stumbled out of the bed and opened the closet to put on a fresh pair of Steve's clothes. Steve stretched various ways before sitting up. He rubbed his eyes and stared at Bucky while blinking a few times to wake up. Suddenly his face was tinted with a blush.

“Oh my gosh, sorry. I didn’t mean to look while you were changing.”

“It’s fine. I know you didn’t mean to.”

“How about we never speak of this again?” Steve smiled.

“Deal.” Bucky said as he slipped on a shirt. He tossed Steve a blue shirt and a pair of jeans.

“Well,” Steve disappeared into the bathroom and came out with a pair of socks. “I have an idea, but I know you might not like it.”

“Well, we can send someone out to get you some of your belongings today.”

“Who, like, Loki or something?”

“Oh, no. I was thinking more along the lines of Tony because of his social stance.”

Bucky sighed. Great. Frickin’ great. He’d lied about his previous life. He had no belongings to get, so how was he gonna explain to the guys that he’d been imprisoned and manipulated by Hydra for years.

“I don’t know if it’s gonna be worth it.” Bucky sat back down on the bed.“I have nothing to get.”

Steve looked up from tying his shoelaces. “Huh?”

“I uh, don’t really have anything to get.” Bucky shrugged. “After I fell I was taken by Hydra. Do you think it’s because I’m human? You said you recognized the vibranium of my arm and, uh, well, that’s where I got it.”

“Oh,” Steve shifted his weight and leaned against his dresser, “And you’re sure no agents followed you here?”

“You’re not saying -”

“No, no I trust you. I just don’t know how Loki would feel if he knew there was a possibility some Hydra agent was after one of his guests and an ‘attractive’ guest at that.” Steve explained. Loki thought he was attractive?

“You can’t tell Loki i spilled that. I shouldn’t have said that But Loki is talking to me about it and I guess I couldn’t help it.” He pushed away from the wall and sat down on the spot next to Buck. “Loki’s hot-headed. It’s one of his flaws, but he’s a really good guy. Sadly, you just haven’t seen that side of him yet.” Steve stood back up with a sigh. “You should go get some breakfast, and I’ll send Tony to go find you.”

“But I don’t need to get anything. Why are we still going out?”

“I never said we couldn’t buy you some clothes.”

Bucky took a deep breath. “I’ll pay you back as soon as I can, I swear.”

“Bucky,” Steve chuckled. “Do you even know how much money Tony has?”

“Well, If you say so-”

“And I do!” Steve said as he stood from the bed. “Come on, let’s eat. I’m sure you’re starving because it’s almost noon.” Bucky looked up at Steve in shock as he also rose from the bed. “I know, I accidentally let you sleep in, but that’s pretty usual around here.”

“Dick.” Bucky whispered. “You know, I miss this. Waking up with you.”

“Me too.” Then Steve was slipping through the door and walking down the hallway with his hands in his pockets and Bucky followed suit.

His needy attitude was stupid. Bucky was stupid.

Everything was stupid.

He had just turned a corner when a door was suddenly flying open, causing Buck to run into it and nearly fall backward in shock.His heart skipped a beat when he realized who had stepped out.

“Haven’t seen you in a hot second,” Clint grinned as he came closer. Bucky backed up. “I heard that we were getting a pet. How exciting!”

“You can’t hurt me,”Bucky said. “It’s not my fault I literally can’t leave.”

Clint laughed loudly. “That doesn’t concern me. All I know is that you’re here, so we are going to have some fun.”

Bucky couldn’t hear himself think.

“People here favor me Buckerino, don’t know if you knew that or not. I can mess you and make your life a living hell and no one would give a shit.” Clint said while slowly taking an arrow out of his quiver. fuck.

“For fuck's sake Barton,” Steve appeared in the doorway that Clint had come out of, and he looked very annoyed. He stared at Clinton. “Will you leave the guy alone?”

“He’s virtually useless to everyone here,” Clint argued. “Are you really going to defend him?”

“He doesn’t deserve to messed with by an ass like you,”

“I was just joshin’ ya.” he muttered as he shoved past Steve and disappeared down the hallway.

“I’m sorry about that. Clint takes the joke a little too far sometimes.” he offered Bucky a plate. “You want some eggs?”

Bucky shrugged his shoulders. There was a table full of guests at one wall and a smaller table currently abandoned next to it. Tony waved from the more crowded table.
He gestured to the chair that was resting against the wall.

“Take a seat!”

“ok. Right.” Bucky drug the chair over to the far end of the table and sat down next to Natasha and Bruce.

“So what if I leave my sunglasses on indoors.” Tony turned towards Bucky while finishing his conversation with ‘tash. “I swear I’m not a douchebag.”
“He really is,” Thor argued.

“Ok Mr. I’m-a-God-and-you’re-not, prove to me how you’re not just a pretentious douche with a few carpenters tools.” Tony leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms, challenging Thor.

“If you insist.” The blonde God replied defensively. Thor picked up a hammer and started jogging into the hallway and outside.

“Tsk, tsk, always running away from his problems.”

“Here” was the first thing that Thor said as he jogged back into the room with a takeout box and several Asgardian beers.

Thor dropped the box in front of tony and took a drink of his ale.

“Thank you! “ Tony sais, barely audible with the way he was shoveling thor's gift of shawarma into his mouth.
“Don’t mention it.”

“ So uh, we should probably get going. We don’t even know what we are getting yet.” Bucky stood up from his chair and wiped his hands on his jeans.

“I’m not even done with my shawarma yet!” Tony shouted.

A fresh start was something Bucky could use.

Steve pat Tony’s back as he finished the last of his shawarma. “Alright. Go get some stuff now.
”
“Yeah, yeah alright I’m going.” Tony shrugged away from Steve’s hand.

“Let’s go then.” Bucky stated as he started down the hallway. Bucky shivered as Tony walked up to a heavily bolted door and unlocked it. The door opened to the outdoors, so Bucky assumed this was the door he had found when he had first arrived.

“We still have a while to walk to the garage,” Tony explained as he held open the door for Bucky. Bucky inspected the giant trees around them, the leaves were so thick that you could barely see the sky above.

After around six more minutes of walking with the occasional conversation and awkward silences, Tony stopped in front of a highly camouflaged building.

A worn down old garage covered in leaves and surrounded by trees and tall grass. Tony flicked out a small pocket knife and dug it into the lock on the rusty door handle, feeling around until the door budged open a bit. Tony shoved himself into the door and it groaned loudly as it opened.

“I take it you don’t go out much.” Bucky stated, referring to the state of the garage. Tony shook his head.

“Uh, no, we don’t. Loki says if we go out too often it would be a liability. You go first.”

Bucky stared at Tony for a few seconds before giving up and carefully taking a step into the dark garage.

“Flip the light switch on. It should be to your right on the wall.”

Bucky felt for the light and flipped it on. The garage was filled with two cars and three more fancy looking cars.
“Black Cadillac farthest down.”

Tony unlocked the car and slid into the driver’s seat, Bucky following on the passenger side. They traveled silence before the car was driving down a country road and taking a sharp turn onto the asphalt.

“Are there others like you guys? ” He really hoped Tony knew where he was going.

“No, I’m not sure, but I suppose there is always a possibility.” he said.

Bucky wrapped his arms around himself as Tony sped towards their destination. When they reached the city, Tony moved his way through traffic in the direction of the store. It had been a while since Bucky had been back here.

They approached a standard looking store, carefully parking the car. There was a sale today, which made Bucky feel tremendously better for using Tony’s money. Tony led the way into the store's automatic doors and grabbed a cart on their way inside.

Tony led bucky through the isles and held up clothes to Bucky’s body.

Tony hummed while holding up a maroon shirt. “Okay, yes.” He said before throwing the item into the cart.

“Wha-no. I thought I was picking out my own clothes. How do you know if I even like that?” Bucky argued, gesturing to the cart.

“I’m not having you roam around our base looking like a depressed clown. You’ve been wearing the same combination of dark colors every day. We’re getting you less black.”

Tony had a point. The only time Bucky could recall dressing in anything brighter than grey was before the war.

Walking into a men's section, Bucky found a green jacket with little army patches on it. It might be a little sappy but it reminded him of Steve.

Bucky acted fast, swiping the jacket and tossing it into the cart. Tony grabbed a baseball cap off the shelf and threw it into the cart.

“I don’t wear hats though.” Bucky said as he noticed the cap in the cart.

“Well, You do now. Your hair is a greasy mess.” Tony shoved him into the next aisle.

“Tony -”

“Get the rest of your stuff Buck... We have to leave soon.” Bucky obeyed and grabbed the last of the things he thought he needed as Tony walked towards the

There were a couple minutes of silence before Tony interrupted again.

“Alright Buck, got everything you need?” Tony asked before he set several food items into the cart.

“Oh my god,” Bucky gasped. “I can’t remember the last time I had Oreos!”

“Well, Think of it as my welcoming gift.” Tony grinned as he pushed the cart toward the checkout area.

“The Oreos or all of this?. I could never have gotten this far if it wasn’t for you, so thank you.”

Silence. No one said a word as Tony scanned the Items. He inserted his credit card and paid the fee.

“Where now?”

“We’re going to get you something to do because I can’t promise you’ll always be busy.” Tony retorted, grabbing the bags and walking out of the store.

“What?” Bucky asked dumbfoundedly.

“Buck, please just let me get you this one last thing. I know you feel bad but really it’s no trouble at all.”

“Ok. Fine. Thanks, But it has to be cheap okay?” Tony didn’t answer.

Bucky wondered what he was gonna get, but It wasn’t too hard to guess as they pulled into the parking lot of a nearby music store.

“I thought you might like something gentle.” Tony stated as he picked up a light wood toned ukulele.

“Why a ukulele?” Bucky asked, surprised that Tony thought he could be anything but a brute with his metal arm.

“Uh, I thought you might like something delicate. I might make you feel like less of a monster with that big old hunk of metal.” Tony scratched his head. “Anyways, I have to get a
new guitar pick for Wanda.”

“This one is nice,” Bucky suggested, picking out a maroon pick for Wanda.

“Yeah,” Tony said with a shrug. “Let’s get outta here.”

“Ok, ok. Thank you so much, by the way.” Bucky said as he held his first instrument.

Something that might make him feel a little less trapped.