Imagination - Loki/Bucky X OC - Marvel (Rewritten)

Chapter 4 - Boss fight

(Edited December 16, 2023)

After finally finishing setting up my room after a day, I sigh deeply with relief sagging my shoulders. Standing in the middle of the somewhat barren living room I take it all in with a deep breath. Resting my hand on my chin I humm softly to myself.. "I need more furniture.. It looks like a squatter lives here.. Hoppy? You wanna go shopping?" Looking around the room I see him standing on the edge of the sink. Scrubbing away at the dishes he washed mere days ago, being cautious of any dust or debris that might have gotten on them whilst moving.

"Hm..? Oh certainly my lady.. but..." Hoppsin looks down into the bubbly water, clearly contemplating something.

"But what Hoppy?" Squinting at the small rabbit.

"I would prefer it if Mr. Rodgers would accompany us on our venture outside the safety of the tower, it is good for you to make friends with your new team members. Additionally he would be added protection in the event we are attacked. We are Avengers now." Crossing my arms over my chest, avoiding eye contact with the plush's beady black eyes... I don't want Steve to come.. but it will make Hoppy feel much better if he came..

"I.. suppose.. Jarvis? Can.. can you ask Steve if he can go furniture shopping with me?" Looking up to the cieling, I play with the end of my shirt anxiously.

'Already on it ma'am.' After a moment of tense silence I bite my lip, awaiting rejection. 'Capsickle has agreed and shall meet you in the common area to depart.'

"Thank God.. Okay, I'll go change from my jammy's. I'll be right back Hoppy." Quickly walking over to my room, I strip off my clothes as I go. Tossing them into the nearby hamper in the corner of the room.

Sliding on my pink 'Oppai' t-shirt and a pair of black cotton pants. Making sure to grab my favorite Carhartt sweatshirt I slide it on around me zipping it up all the way. Reaching my hand onto the counter, Hoppsin sits on it nodding to me.

Grabbing my purse hanging by the door I jog to the elevator. Pushing the button I wait as we descend, trying to think about anything other than being in the elevator.. My 'eargasm' playlist from youtube starts playing catching me by surprise. Smiling wide I look up at the camera as Rammsteins 'Du Hast' begins to play. "Thanks J." The door opens and I see a 'inconspicuous Steve'. Aka, he's wearing a baseball hat and dark shades.. typical. He thinks he's Clark Kent..

"Thank you so much for coming with me Steve.. The only store I've really gone to by myself is the card store.. My mom or Hoppy usually does all the shopping for me.. heh." Scratching the back of my head, VERY embarrassed about telling him. Curse you no filter!

"It's no problem really, after all Tony hasn't given you a credit card yet to buy stuff in stores. Come on I'll take you to a furniture store." Steve walks over to the elevator and presses the button to the garage. Stepping back inside the song resumes. "DU. DU HAST. DU HAST MEICH." Steve's eyes open in alarm at my choice of music.

The door slides open and I'm surrounded by fancy looking cars. "Huh.." Looking around un-impressed, Steve leads me over to an old Harley davidson motorcycle, handing me a bulky helmet to wear.

"W-We're taking this?" Pointing at the bike while putting on my helmet.

"Is that a problem? I can borrow one of Tony's cars if-" Steve turns around to walk back to the elevator. I gently grab his arm, stopping him from wasting his time.

"No! It's not a problem at all! I love Harleys, my papa used to let me ride with him all the time when I was a kid." Sliding onto the back of the bike with ease, Steve smiles and sits in front. I cautiously wrap my arms around his waist, starting to blush as I feel how hard his muscles are. Sweet baby Jesus..