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I'm waiting in the kitchen for Peter to come back home after his date. I promised Tony that nothing would happen to him, and I usually keep my promises.
After a few more minutes of waiting, Peter quietly walks through the door, letting some of the cold air in.
"Hey!" i say, running over to him. I really need to hear about this date, Peter deserves the world. "So...how was the date?" I ask.
He stares at me for a second before telling me how it was. "It was..fine."
Fine? Just fine? No, that's unacceptable. For Peter anyways.
"Aw, Peter, what happened?" I ask as I lead him over to the couch. He grabs my hand, pulling tighter than usual.
"How do you know if you're in love?"
"Peter, you're 15, you aren't in love." I say as I laugh the question off.
"Just.." he says before he continues "answer the question, Violet."
"I've never been in love." I respond after a few short breaths.
Lie, that's such a lie.
I give a short smile. "Do you want a drink? Wait, no your 15, you can't have any." I say quickly.
He looks back at me as I'm pouring my drink.
"You seem busy, I'm just gonna go home, goodnight." Peter says as he walks back out the door, going to May's house.
I try to quietly walk upstairs but I attract some attention.
"Never been in love?" Bucky says.
I drop my drink and the glass shatters everywhere.
"BUCKY! You can't do that!." i say, trying to pick up the larger glass shards.
"I'm so sorry." he says as he frantically scrambles to help pick up what's left of the glass.
"It's fine." I say. "Just don't do that again." I point my finger at him.
"What, scare you? Or ask if you've never been in love?"
"Ask if i've ever been in love, i don't get scared, i'm an avenger." i respond quickly.
"Really? Because that is not what I saw at the restaurant today."
"What do you mean?" I ask as I stand up, facing him.
He smiles a little. "Nevermind."
He takes the glass out of my hand and shoves them into the nearest trash can.
Bucky turns and walks off to his room, but I follow him.
"James, what do you mean?" I demand to know.
"Violet, go to bed. It's late." he says standing in the doorway of his room. One of his hands is placed softly on my left shoulder as I look up at him. I quickly glance down to see that his metal arm is placed behind his back, like he's ashamed of it.
I look back up at him and into his eyes.
"Fine, just because it's late and i don't want to wake up Thor." I say, removing his one hand from my shoulder.
"Why would we wake up Thor?"
"Because I'm going to be screaming at you?"
"And why would you be screaming at me?" he tries to put his hand back onto my shoulder. I quickly remove it again.
"You won't tell me what you mean by 'that's not what i saw at the restaurant." I say, making air quotes with my hands.
He moves from the doorway into his room.
It's clean, not much in there because he doesn't have much. There's a bed with no blankets, all on the floor, along with a small pillow. Also a piece of artwork on the walls, just a flower field. Very calming.
"Just go to bed." he says, clearly annoyed.
I move my hands. "Fine, i'll see you tomorrow." i say as i walk out of his room.
I'm walking out of the room as he grabs my waist and turns me around.
"Goodnight, Violet." he says softly.
"Goodnight, Bucky." I say, leaving his grip and walking out of the room.
I make my way into my room and shut the door.
After a minute I hear footsteps outside of my door, but they leave after a minute. I think they belonged to Bruce, but I'm not quite sure.
I'm so over today, I just wanna go to bed.
I crawl in my bed and attempt to fall asleep.
But he's the only thing that's on my mind.
