The captain's sister

mine

Bucky's apartment:

His place had been the closest. He pulled her into his apartment and slammed the door. He hadn't talked the whole way there.

"James, what the hell?"

He grabbed her waist pulling her to him.

"You. Are. Mine." He growled out

"Is this about me dancing with donors? Which was my job tonight." She said

He sighed, letting his hair down.

"No. It's about the flirting. The constant flirting. It's torture!" He whined, still sounding slightly angry.

"It's torture?" She asked

"Yes. All these people you flirt with? They don't know that you're mine. They don't know that I picture a life with you every time I close my eyes. They don't know that these-" he grabbed the tags around her neck "are mine. They don't know that my hands are the only ones that can touch you. They don't know that they don't have a chance. They think they could take you from if they wanted to."

He sat her up on the counter.

"They're men. They're stupid. And you encouraging that stupidity drives me insane!"

He was starting to panic. What if they could take her from him? What if she didn't want him? He started to ramble about how cruel it was for her to flirt in front of him.

She sighed.
"Baby. Baby breathe." She said quietly, she bunched the skirt of the dress up above her knees and pulled him close. "breathe."

He took a deep breath. She wrapped both of his arms around her own waist before wrapping hers around his neck.

"Baby?" She asked "Look at me?"

He looked up.

"I know I'm yours." She said

He closed his eyes and relaxed, pulling her to the edge of the counter. She continued.

"I'm yours and I wouldn't want to be anyone else's." She assured him. "James, I'm yours."

He smiled.
"Say it again." He requested

She chuckled.

"I'm yours." She said quietly "I belong to you."

His eyes shot open. She smiled proudly.

"If you know this why do you flirt?"

She buried her face into his neck.

"Cause I love watching you squirm."

He growled.

"I'm gonna show you squirming." He said reaching his hand up to the top of her zipper.

He unzipped it all the way down, allowing the dress to slip down onto the counter. He picked her up out of the undone dress and began carrying her to his bedroom

"Now remind me, who do you belong to?"