Marvel Oneshots

Bucky Barnes x Reader - Jealous

Y/N's P.O.V.

Out of all the different parties Tony Stark threw, these ones were definitely my favourite. No fancy guests or dresses that were too uncomfortable to wear for more than a few hours, just friends and causal clothing.
There were no more than 20 people in the penthouse when Bucky and I arrived and he pressed a small kiss to my forehead, before going to find Steve. He wanted to tell him about something he remembered, something from their childhood, and he had been excited to tell him all day.

"Y/N!" I smiled at Clint, Nat and a few others as I went over, Nat handing me a drink.

"It's good to see you guys." I grinned.
"How've you all been?" We all spoke for a while, before Clint suggested we play pool. I glanced over across the room at Steve and Bucky, who were happily chatting, before agreeing.

"Doubles?" A guy I didn't know suggested and we agreed. Naturally, Nat and Clint teamed up and he looked at me with a smile.
"I'm Matt."

"Y/N." I shook his hand as Clint set up the table.
"I don't think I've seen you at one of these parties before?"

"Uh- yeah. It's not really my scene." He laughed awkwardly, before pointing out the Avenger sat by Steve and Bucky.
"I'm a friend of Sam's. He kind of dragged me here. Although, I've gotta admit, this isn't as bad as I thought it would be."

"Alright, stop flirting." Nat rolled her eyes and the game began. I took a sip of my drink, before taking my shot. I could feel multiple pairs of eyes on me, but it didn't bother me too much. The game went on and Matt and I lost, but he insisted on another round.

"Sure you can handle losing twice, Y/N?" Clint teased and I stuck my tongue out at him childishly, before taking a long drink from my glass. Nat took her shot and it was my turn.

"It's easy. Just keep calm and look down the cue." Matt whispered next to my ear, adjusting my hand on the cue. Honestly, it annoyed me a little, because I knew perfectly well how to play and it was his fault we lost last time.
Hiding my irritation, I made the shot and missed, causing me to frown. If Matt hadn't have interfered...
"Almost had it, darlin'." He grinned at me and I faked a laugh, not wanting to seem rude. Clint took his shot and before I knew it, it was my turn again. If I did this right, we had a chance at winning.
"Okay, this time..."

"I got it." I smiled innocently and he backed off a little, but he was closer than I was comfortable with. I 'accidentally' hit him in the stomach with the cue, before making a shot and it went exactly as I hoped. Now we were two balls ahead of Nat and Clint and Matt was holding onto his stomach, grimacing.
"Sorry." I smiled, not feeling guilty at all.

"It's okay. Maybe you can make it up to me by letting me buy you a drink sometime?" He asked hopefully and I was about to turn him down, when someone cleared their throat behind me. Two arms wrapped around my waist, one made of a cool metal.

"Hey, squeeze. Having fun?" Bucky asked calmly as I leaned back against his chest, humming. Bucky wasn't a huge fan of PDA, so I figured that he had shared a drink with Thor and was a little tipsy. He was very cuddly when that happened and I loved it.

"Sorry, Matt. What was it you just asked?" I smiled innocently and his face burned bright red.

"N-Nothing." He cleared his throat.
"Let's finish the game shall we?" Clint took his shot and then Matt.

"You okay?" I mumbled to Bucky, who was watching the table carefully.

"I'm not a big fan of your new friend." He mumbled as Nat took her shot.
"Who is he?"

"He's Sam's friend." I mumbled as Clint looked at me. It hit me suddenly and I almost laughed. Bucky was jealous.

"Y/N, you're up." The sharpshooter called and I moved away from Bucky, going up to the table and taking the cue from Matt.
"Pot the black ball and you guys win."

"I know how the game works." I rolled my eyes.
"Matt, give me a hand?" I asked the man, who instantly perked up at the sound of me saying his name.

"Top left corner pocket." He whispered in my ear as he leaned over me and moved the cue slightly.
"You got this, just concentrate." He backed away again, further this time. I readjusted my hold, before looking back at Matt with a smile, not even looking as I took the shot. I won the game and Clint let out a confused noise as I placed down the cue. Matt looked kind of amazed, but before I could say anything, an arm wrapped around my waist and I was picked up and thrown over the super soldier's shoulder.

"Bucky!" I screeched, not caring who saw as by boyfriend basically kidnapped me.

"Have fun, Y/N." I heard Steve say, clearly amused, before I was put down in the elevator, just as the doors closed.

"What was that?" Bucky asked, glaring at me slightly.

"What was what?" I asked innocently. Bucky kissed me roughly and I kissed back as he pulled me closer.
"Has anyone ever told you..." I mumbled, breathing heavily.
"That you're incredibly attractive when you're jealous? Because it's true."

"Jealous?" Bucky asked, his voice slightly deeper than usual and his eyes seemed darker too.
"You wanted to make me jealous?"

"Maybe a little bit." I smirked and he chuckled darkly.

"You may live to regret that in the morning, squeeze." Bucky whispered and before I had a chance to question what he meant, the elevator opened and he thew me over his shoulder again.