I walk out of my tent the next morning in my uniform, and I'm so glad that I don't have to wear a skirt. I made my way to the Colonel's tent, grabbing my clipboard to tell me the activities for today. Since we don't have any missions yet, today is just a training day.
7-7:30: Breakfast
7:45-12: Training (running, agility and strength)
12-1: Lunch
1-4: Training (hand to hand combat and shooting range)
4:30-5:30: Report to the Colonel of what you observed
5:30-7: Open Gym for Agents and free time
7-8: DinnerEventful day. Shouldn't be that hard. Well, it's almost 7, so I'll go to the cafeteria to get breakfast. I walked in, and all eyes went on me. Some guys wolf whistled as I walked by, and I grabbed a box full of the breakfast they were giving out today.
"Hey doll," I hear the all too familiar voice say from behind me. I turned around to see Bucky in his training gear outfit, which fit him very well. "I never thought I said this, but you look very good in uniform," he says, walking up to me, like he was about to kiss me, but I step back.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"About to kiss my best girl? Is that not allowed?" he asks with a confused look on his face.
"You can't do that, at least with people around," I say, and he asks me why. "No one can know we are together. The other soldiers won't treat me seriously, and they'll just give you crap."
"I don't care about them. I'll sock them in the jaw if they say something about you," he says.
"I know you would, but you can't do that. I don't need them thinking I'm going to favor you, or you are going to protect me like a stuffed animal," I say. "Just, pretend that we just met. As Sargent and Agent."
"Alright, agent," he smirks, saying it seductively.
"I'll see you later," I chuckled lightly, and went to go eat my breakfast. The day was obnoxious, because, well, the men were being men. Not believing that I knew a lot more about more than they did.
I just came back from lunch, and now I met up with a group of the soldiers, one of them including Bucky, and we were about to start the hand to hand combat training. This is probably what I was most excited about when I got the schedule.
I blew my whistle, grabbing everyone's attention, making them stand in line formation. "Welcome to hand to hand combat training, hosted by me. I know Colonel Zang had you run a lot this morning, but I hope you're ready for some more movement," I say to the group of men.
I hear one of the men chuckling, and I notice a tall dark light blond hair man, a little buffer than Bucky, whispering something to the person to his right. "Something you want to say to everyone?" I ask.
"This is bull," he says, and some guys nod in agreement. "I signed up for war, not to rustle around with a woman, though I'm not complaining." He winks at me, and I internally roll my eyes. I glanced quickly at Bucky, and his jaw was clenched and his arms were crossed. He was two seconds away from burning this guy alive.
"So you think you know more than me?" I ask, and he nods. "What, have you beaten a lot of guys up?"
"Not to brag but," he says sarcastically, making the rest of the group laugh, and Bucky stays quiet.
"Step up then," I say. He smirks, and he steps up in front of me.
"Hi sugar," he says, and I can smell the turkey sub in his breath.
"Let's make a deal, shall we. If you can pin me down for 3 seconds or knock me out, this whole group will have the rest of the day off," I say.
"I think I'd rather have a night with you," he smiles, showing his perfect cocky teeth.
"Alright. Everyone will have a day off and you and I will have a special night," I say, making ooo in excitement, and I can already see Bucky clenching his fist together. "If I pin you down, you have another extra hour of training tomorrow... Do we have a deal."
I stuck out my hand, and he shook it. "See you in bed." I let go of his slimy hand, and step back, which makes Bucky in my eye line again. I made eye contact with him, and he is raising his eyebrow at me, and I can see his worry for me. He honestly doesn't believe in me.
I motion for everyone to give us room, and everyone backs up, making a crowd around us. "Make the first move," I say. He cracks his knuckles, then neck, trying to intimidate me. I chuckle at his motion and get into my fighting stance, which he does the same.
He runs at me and throws a very expected punch, which I easily move away from. He runs into the men behind me, and turns around looking confused. He slowly walks up to me, throwing another punch, which I easily catch, which surprised him.
I twisted his arm, making him groan in pain. I kick the back of his knee, making him collapse on the ground. I put his arm around his back, and pushed his face down to the ground, and I sat on his back.
"What is with men and punching? It's very expected. Tip #1, punches are for finishing a fight, not to begin one," I say, and look around at the group of men. Some were clapping, some were yelling at the guy to get up, but most were just silent.
I look at Bucky, whose mouth was practically on the floor. He looks up to me and mouths 'wow'. I smile at him, winking, which he responds with chuckling.
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Complicated Love (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
FanfictionIf you thought life was going to get normal after World War 2, well, you're in for a ride. Unexpected powers, death, travel and not the kind on the road. All rights go to Stan Lee and Marvel!