Day 1

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** This is after Age of Ultron and you helped the Avengers in Sokovia **

Tony insisted you come back to the compound with the rest of the Avengers, he said you were 'born to be one of us'. You were hesitant because you only just met them and weren't too trusting to begin with. After much convincing you agreed, you didn't have anywhere else to go anyways. 

You didn't have anything but your backpack of clothes, so you all loaded onto the Quinjet and headed for the compound in New York. You'd never been outside Sokovia, never mind in the most well known city in the whole world. You stared out the window wondering what this impulsive decision would bring you; would you regret this or could it be the best decision of your life. 

** You arrive at the compound **

"Ok, y/n your room is right down this hall and to the left, right across from Rogers and beside Barnes" Tony explained, "I'll send out an announcement for dinner soon". You nodded your head and continued down the hall to find your room. You see Steve walking out of his room and you each smile and nod as you pass each other. Tony said that your room was across from Steve's so through process of elimination you opened the door directly across from his room. 

"Woah, y/n!" a half naked Bucky exclaimed. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry" you squealed while fumbling just about everything trying to close his door and leave. You made your way into your room and set up the few things you had brought with you. After your shower, Tony made the announcement for dinner so you made your way down to the kitchen. 

Almost in sync, you and Bucky exited your rooms an walked down together.  "I just wanted to say I'm really sorry about earlier, Tony told me my room was across from Steve's so I just thought-"  "hey" he interrupted your rambling, "its fine, I still had a towel on". He could tell you still felt bad so he nudged your shoulder as reassurance, which made you relax. The rest of the way to the kitchen you both made small talk, to silence the awkwardness.

Dinner was mostly everyone else talking and you listening. You sat beside Natasha, who would make side comments to you in hopes of making you laugh or talk back to her, which you would, occasionally. She is your closest friend here even though you have only known the whole group about a week. After everyone finished up their food, everyone helped clean up and you headed back to your room.

After getting in your pajamas, you lay down on your bed and get lost in thought about how you walked in on Bucky earlier. While in Sokovia all of you were constantly fighting so you didn't have time to notice really anything about him. But now, you flash back to his toned abs, long wet hair slicked back out of his face, his crystal blue eyes you could get lost in and oh god, that metal arm. 

Within half an hour after everyone went back to their rooms, the entire compound fell asleep because of how exhausted you all were from the fight, not you though. You went down to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. It was nice when the compound was quiet, it was something you were not used to. 

On your way back, you passed Bucky's room you heard a smash. Curious, you stopped and leaned closer so your ear was touching his door. You heard a "shit!" coming from inside and whispered "Bucky?". The door whipped open "oh, y/n" he groaned. Concerned, you asked "I heard a loud noise coming from your room, are you alright?", "I went to grab myself some water and dropped the glass and it shattered" he said while tucking his right hand behind his back. Before he could fully hide his hand, you could see that it was covered in blood. 

After giving him an 'I saw that' kind of look he took his hand out from behind his back and held it out towards you. He had cut his hand up pretty bad. "You're gonna need stitches for this, y'know", he rolled his eyes, "may I?" you asked, and he lightly nodded his head. 

You went back to your room to grab your first aid kit, when you came back into his room he was waiting for you on his bed with his hand washed off. You sat down on his messy bed and picked up his hand and started to stitch him up. "So what were you doing up?" he asked. "Same as you, couldn't sleep so I went to grab some water" you responded. It was silent for the next few minutes as you tied off his last stitch. "Thanks doll" he mumbled, you nodded your head, said "goodnight" and went back to your room and finally fell asleep. 

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