𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓷𝓲𝓪𝓬 ❖ 𝓫. 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓼

C H A P T E R (53) - M I S S I O N

"Man-Eater," Tony called out as he entered the kitchen, seeing Cassie sat alone at the island, "We could use an extra pair of hands on this mission."

"I thought you said I couldn't go." She shrugged sarcastically, "Thought you said my lack of sleep affected my ability to work."

Tony had said she wasn't able to go, whether he was just being petty or protective, she didn't know, but he had declined her offer to help out anyway.

"Anyway," he shrugged, "Are you able to help or not?"

She gave a small sarcastic smile as she stood from her chair and began to exit the room, "I'll think about it."

"You have two minutes of thinking time," Tony yelled out from behind her, "We leave in ten."

Cassie scoffed at the small amount of time she had been given as she strolled through the hallway and back to her room. She had a content smile on her face, knowing that in that exact moment of time, she had everything she wanted.

She reached her door and slowly pushed it open, it not even being a surprise when Bucky was lying on his back on the bed - he was in there too often for it to be a shock.

"Cassie." He acknowledged as she made her way to his side.

She sighed and looked down at him with furrowed brows, his eyes closed and lips slightly apart.

"Bucky..." she responded, intrigued on knowing his following words.

"Lay down with me."

Cassie did as he said and walked around to the other side of the bed, laying down at his side. She turned and propped her head on her hand, laying on her hip.

"Do you ever wonder what life would've been like for us if all of this never happened?" He pondered with closed eyes.

She sighed, her breath causing a wave of warm air to glide across Bucky's features. He fluttered his eyes open at the feeling, turning his head in her direction.

"All the time." She smiled.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" She asked curiously, playing with a strand of his mid-length hair. She often twirled it around her finger, never getting used to how he looked with it. She was used to his short hair, but admired it anyway.

"For not being able to give you what you wanted."

Cassie leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek, placing her hand on his face.

"You are what I wanted."

"And I thought you said I was the sappy one, Rogers." Bucky smirked, placing a hand on the back of her head and intertwining his fingers with her hair.

"Meh." She shrugged playfully, "I've already gone past my time limit of two minutes, I've gotta get ready."

Bucky pulled away in confusion, furrowing his brows.

"The mission?" Cassie explained.

"I know," He acknowledged, "But since when were you coming?"

"Since a rich playboy interrupted my meal time."

Bucky raised an eyebrow at her before she stood up from the bed and brushed the creases from her clothes. Bucky was quick to follow her out of the room, trailing after her as she walked to meet Tony.

"Man-Eater." Tony acknowledged as she entered the room where the rest of the team were, Bucky entering a few seconds after.

Steve stood up from his seat and began explaining the mission, and Cassie didn't pay too much attention. They were all sat around the large table they used for briefing, and Bucky was sat next to Cassie with his hand placed on her thigh. She subconsciously circled her finger around his knuckles as she leaned back in her seat.