Music To My Ears (Bucky x Reader)

Dinner

I sat in my room listening to my music. This time it was Heathen by twenty one pilots. I sat there listening to music for what was 2 hours. It was 2:48pm now. I'm bobbing my head to the music slightly. I'm interrupted by Nat. I glance up and take my head phones off. 

"Dinner's ready." She says. 

I nod and walk with her to the elevator. We go down. When I get there everybody looks up for second before going back to their meals. I sat down near the table. Pizza was being served. I go two slices of cheese pizza, I silently ate. 

I felt almost alone. But I liked it that way, I had to get used to it. Laughs filled the room. Everyone liked to bully Steve or Tony. 

I grabbed some more pizza as Tony took a bottle out of his wine fridge. It was tequila. 

"Let's get this night started." he said pouring everyone a drink.

"I don't think at Steve and Bucky's age that they can drink this." Nat said drinking her shot.

Tony got to everyone he gave me a shot too. I ignored it. I ate one more slice of Pizza and everyone was on there 2nd or 3rd shot.

"Ava, are you gonna drink that?" Tony said taking his fourth one. "Cuz' I'll have it if your too scared."

I gave another look at him. 

"Alright your too scared then." He reached down to grab my drink. But I took it quickly, not letting any drink fall out, I swung my head back and chugged it down in one go. I placed the glass back down on the table without changing my facial expression.

"Or you could do that." Bruce said.

"Show off." Tony muttered.

After a few more drinks the Avenger became very drunk, especially Tony. I was the smallest bit tipsy. But I behaved normally. Tony began singing randomly and the Avengers joined in. I sat back and watched. 

These were earth's mightest hero's. Earth is so screwed.

Tony and the rest were singing Back in Black the only one who wasn't singing other then me was Bucky and Steve. I knew they didn't get drunk because of the serum. They were both filming it all. I almost crack a smile, but I pushed my feeling aside.

I heard Bucky laugh, and I drifted away at his laugh. It sounded like a perfect melody, I stared at him for a minutes or two Until Steve turned his head. I looked away before he noticed.

After a few hours it was 11:32pm Tony and Bruce have passed out. Nat was drunk and Vision was helping Wanda go to her room, as she couldn't walk and she almost fell face first. I got up and walked up to the elevator and when to my room.

I went to my room and got out a note book. I liked to draw. I drew Avengers singing and Nat bobbing along Steve and Bucky filming. I liked to draw what I saw. It calmed me. 

I finished my drawing and glanced at the clock 1:22am. I decided to go to bed. I got in my bed, which was so much cosier then the shitty one at my apartment. 

I was just drifting off when I heard what seemed like a yell, I jerked up ready to attack, but nothing was in my room. I heard it again and some thrashing. It was coming from Bucky's room. I got up and walked over to his room. I heard some more thrashing. 

I slowly crept open his door. I peered inside. Bucky was lying in his bed drenched in sweat he was thrashing around I walked in and shook him. Nothing. I shook him again more tougher now. He jerked up and his metal arm grabbed my arm squeezing it tightly. I thought it would pop. Bucky's eyes looked around the room for a moment and his eyes fell my me. My face twisted in pain. He looked at my arm and immediately let go.

"I..I-I'm sorry... It happens." he said breathing deeply.

I nodded and got up almost out the door.

"Wait!" Bucky said gripping on to my arm more tightly. "Don't go."

I gulped again. I thought Stark said he doesn't talk to new people. I slowly nodded and sat near his bed.

"I-I have these nightmares." He said looking at the ground. "From when I used to work for... Hydra."

I look at him I can see he is sad, his eyes are brimmed with tears. I reach my hand up to his shoulder, gently patting him on the back. Suddenly he pulls me into a hug, holding me tight. I am taken aback by his actions but I hug him back. He stays like this for a few minutes, when he pulls away, he looks at my clothes, which are now covered in his sweat. 

"I'm...sorry." he says nodding to my clothes.

I looked down and give him a 'don't worry' look.

"You-you can go now if you want." He straightens up

I nod and walk out of his room. I go back to my room, and try to sleep. After about 10 minutes I hear more rusting coming from Bucky's room. I get up to make sure he is okay. I creak open his door, I peer inside again. My jaw drops when I see Bucky shirtless, I admire his body, the muscles. He is getting dressed. I try to look away, but I can't. His perfect skin in the dark gives me butterflies, my eyes traces his body, taking in everything. He is about to look my way but I silently go back to my room. I take a deep breath. I try to get the thought of him out. But it stay. 

I go to sleep with the thought of Bucky shirtless.