Marvel Soulmate AU

3:Soulmates?!?!

"Um I'm ambidextrous."

"No, no Y/n, when you have two tattoos on each arm it means that you have more then one individual soulmate." Bucky explained to her.

"Captain." Steve read aloud no her left forearm. Bucky read the words in Russian in his head then he realized. "These are the words to activate the winter soldier." He thought aloud. "Zo doez that mean..."

"Y/n, you're our soulmate."

They all made direct eye contact and held it for about a minute. "Um my wound." She interrupted. "Right, sorry." They cleaned up her wound, packed up the rest of the boxes and went to the car. The car ride was silent, they were still trying to process this.

-

"Soooo... Have you guys done anything yet?" Natasha asked Y/n as she curled her hair. "No Natasha, we are taking thingz zlow."

"Fine whatever you say, are you excited for the party?"

"Yez."

"Trust me they are going to love you when they see you." She continued to do my hair. "And done."

"When iz it again?" Y/n had some makeup on and a black party dress that had thin straps and showed a bit of cleavage. The top and bottom of the rim of her dress were aligned with see-through designs. Her hair was curled and a black clip was used to bring one side out of her face. Her makeup was simple, just a bit of concealer blush and mascara.

"Let's go."

-

When they arrived to the part Bucky and Steve's eyes immediately caught hers. "You look...."

"Amazing." Steve finishes his best friends sentence. "Thanks, you boys look handzome az well." She says still holding I contact. "Hey Y/n! Glad you can come, we're doing shots." Tony said to her. She immediately followed him to the table. There she saw Thor, Clint, Wanda, Vision, Bruce, Rhodey, and even Happy. "This is our new recruit." Tony pointed to me. "You should already know her."

The night consisted of them taking shots, dancing, talking, playing beer pong and when it was over Y/n went back to her floor for the night. She changed into a sports bra and leggings. She heard her phone ring. It was an unknown number but she decided to pick it up. "Hello?"

"Hey Y/n."

"How are you calling me? I thought I blocked you long ago."

"I got a new number sweet heart."

"Don't call me sweet heart, Erik." She paced around her room. "If you don't give me vone good reazon to stay on call with you I am hanging up."

"Wait wait wait, don't hang up."

"Vhat?"

"I have a deal to make with you, but I can't tell you over call."

"Vhy?"

"Just- meet me at the place we always used to go and I'll tell you. 12:00 am sharp, be there for me?"

"Zure, vhatever." She hung up the phone and sighed. Now she had to be somewhere else. She got on her sweater and headed out the bedroom door, it was now 11:40, the walk should be about 20 minutes from here. "Doll?" She heard.

"Um hi."

"Hi- um where are you going."

"I am going to meet, um a friend."

"Okay if you're not back in one hour I'm going to go looking for you okay?"

"Zure."

She looked up at him one more time then headed to the elevator down to the main level. She walked past cars and stores until she got to a certain light post. She saw him emerge from the dark. "Your late."

"Vhy am I even here?"

"I have a deal for you."

"I definitely don't vant to make a deal with my ex boyfriend."

"Just hear me out."

"I already vound my soulmates Erik."

"Who even follows those stupid tattoos these days?"

"Everyone."

"There are many people I know who don't follow them, in fact I know lots of people who don't have them."

"Who?"

"Me."

She looked at him feeling a bit of pity inside of her stomach.

"So vhat is your deal?"

"Have you ever heard of Wakanda before?"

"No."

"It's a secret place, located in east Africa."

"Vhat does this have to do with me?"

"I'm wakandan. My dad was, but then their so called, 'king' killed them, leaving me to fend for myself."

She looked at him a bit sympathetically. "They have a bunch of vibranium there, the strongest metal on earth."

"Vhat about it?"

"They're hogging it, I have a chance at being king if I could just beat T'challa, their father is already dead."

"Are you zure you are doing the vright thing?"

"This is right to me."

"Vhat's in it vor me."

"I need a partner in crime." He shrugged.

"Our relationship is never going to vwork out in this reality."

"We can try." She shook her head.

"Vhis is vrong.."

"Who taught you english once you moved to America? me. Who gave you a home? me. You wouldn't be standing here without me."

"Trust me I know how you feel, I don't have parents eith-"

"No you don't know how I feel! For god's sake you didn't even know your parents!" He was now shouting. Tears clouded up in her eyes. "I should go."

"Wait," He grabbed her wrists, it looked like her was about to say something sympathetic, but instead he said, "Anyone who is interested then beyond just fucking you is full of shit." She wiggled out of his embrace and turned to leave. He watched her walk away slowly disappearing in the shadows. Tears rolled down her eyes the whole entire walk. He had slightly regretted what he had said.

-

The elevator dinged and tears were still running down the girls cheeks. "Doll I was just about to go looking for you- oh, what happened?" Bucky said noticing the teary girls face. He immediately went over to her to comfort her. "I don't vant to talk about it." She said, going to her room and shutting the door behind her.

She sobbed into her pillow and Bucky could hear her from the door but he figured he should give her space.

-

(Bucky's P.O.V.)

"No Y/n today?" Steve asked.

"She's been in her room all day." Natasha answered for him. It was true. Y/n was bundled up in her blankets crying over last nights argument with Erik. She wished he could have gotten a better life, then maybe he wouldn't be acting like this.

"Do you know what happened?" Steve asked me.

"She said she was going to meet up with one of her friends last night, then she came home crying."

"Really?"

"You boys should go check on her, after all, she is your soulmate." We both looked at eachother and nodded. We headed out of the training area and up the elevator to go see her. Steve and I were now in front of her door. We looked at each other, hesitating.