"We meet again Sergeant Barnes" (Bucky x Fem Oc)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: "Movie night"

𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Stupid Strange, making me go to therapy... Who needs therapy anyway? I don't, I'm fine. I'm not unstable... I'm not dangerous... I'm, I'm... perfectly normal. Yeah. 

It's been a couple hours since I last saw the team and Strange, I've been hiding out in my bedroom to avoid them all. It's too much to deal with right now. Out of my bedroom window I can see the sun is starting to set over the city of New York. The sky was covered in purples, reds and dark blues that looked like a water colour painting come to life. It was perfect. As I admire the city, I hear my door creek open. Out of instinct I go to grab my knife that was hidden under my pillow, however I manage to stop myself. I really need to get out of that habit since I actually live with people now. It's not like I'm an assassin who's being hunted anymore, maybe I do have problems? I mean I can get get paranoid... wait no. I'm fine, totally fine!

"Alexandria" I hear a rough voice calls out as the door opens fully. "What are you doing, doll?" Bucky walks into my room and takes a seat on the wide of my bed in front of me.

"You know there's a thing called knocking Robocop, try it sometime" Bucky rolls his eyes at me as he sits down next to me. "I'm not doing anything. And I'm still made at you for making me go to the therapy thing... and don't call me doll."

"You'll be fine stop complaining it might do you some good, for example you'll stop hiding weapons around the tower out of paranoia" Bucky says gesturing towards my pillow. How did he know? Did he see me grab for it?

"Shut up Barnes, I have reasons to be paranoid. I've had people trying to kill me for years".

"Another reason why you should go to therapy" Bucky retorts. Rich coming from him.

"Out of everyone you should be going to therapy Mr Winter Soldier" I shoot back. I can see Bucky shift uncomfortably when I say Winter Soldier, interesting. "What do you want Bucky? I know you didn't just come here willingly to talk about my need for a therapist."

"Movie night" Bucky started, "Peter and Thor wanted to do a movie night and I was sent to get you. So come on" Bucky stands up and leaves my room without waiting for my answer. I get up and follow him to the living room.

Once we reach the living room/theatre room, I can see pillows and blankets laid out as well as a few buckets of popcorn and lollies. Peter was laying next to Pietro on the ground and Vision sat cross legged next to them with Wanda laying in his lap. On the first couch sat Tony, Nat, Steve, and Bruce trying to shove each other off onto the floor and on the other sat Sam. Thor and Clint had managed somehow to build a miniature pillow fort in between the couches which they laid under eating pop tarts.

"She's alive" Tony cheered looking at me while shoving Nat into Steve.

"Sadly" I say jokingly. However I think only Wanda, Pietro, and Peter understood the dark humour because everyone looked at me concerned. "Joke! I was joking! I like dark humour"

"Maybe it's a good thing we're sending her to therapy" Steve says with a concerned look on his face.

Bucky walks over to Sam who's wrapped up in a blue fluffy blanket and sits next to him. I look around the room to find ANYWHERE I can sit besides next to his annoying ass.

"You going to stand there forever?" Nat said to me with a smirk on her face. I sigh loudly and sit next to Bucky, well when I say sit next to, I mean sit on the same couch but as far away as possible from him (which sadly was only a couple centimetres considering Sam took up half the couch because he 'was too comfy to make room for us'). Pietro turns off the lights and I wrap myself up like a burrito in one of the fluffy blankets. The movie started to play, and the title came on, 'the conjuring'. My eyes light up, I love horror movies! Maybe this wasn't to be so bad after all.

*Short time skip*

The movie goes on and Peter and Bruce are screaming and spilling popcorn everywhere from the jump scares. Even Thor got a little frightened, he almost knocked down his and Clint's fort! I giggle at their scared faces and eat some popcorn that I shared with Sam and Bucky. It's actually not that bad sitting next to Sam, BUCKY ON THE OTHER HAND. The dude keeps fidgeting and trying to steal the blanket from me! I keep having to slap his hand away!

𝙿𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚘'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

I watch the movie following along as best I could. This is pretty boring, the only thing keeping me entertained is the kid's terrified shrieks. I turn around to look at everyone who sat on the couches. My eyes land on Alex. She showed little to know emotion, completely unfazed by the horror movie. 

"pSsSsStTtTT" I whisper to the child next to me.

"WhAaAaAT?" Peter asks in a whisper.

"This movie isn't doing anything to Alex, I'm going to try and scare her! want to help me?" I whisper to Peter so no one else can hear. He nods his head and I tell him the plan.

𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

I munch on some popcorn and watch the movie. I was so invested in it and there was still another hour to go. As I swallow my popcorn I can feel something watching me. It's just the paranioa. Calm down Alex. Suddenly Peter drops from the roof in front of me upside down and yells.

"BOO" Peter shrieks scaring Bruce shitless. He hangs upside down in front of me with a grin on his face. I coulnd't help myself but burst out laughing.

"N-Nice try Peter but you'll have to try harder than that" I say through my fit of giggles. "Anyway I-HoLy ShiT!" I yell, feeling something grab my shoulders and a voice scream blood murder. I jump backwards towards Bucky and grab my knife that was hidden under the couch cushion. I hold my knife out only to see fucking Pietro with a smug grin on his face.

"That was priceless!" Pietro said bursting out into laughter with Peter. They started to laugh so hard they collapsed onto that floor that was covered in blankets and pillows. Peter's a child and Pietro is stupid don't stab them Alex don't stab them.

"Fucking hell Pietro!" I yell still pointing my knife at him.

"Are we going to ignore the fact Alex just pulled a knife out of nowhere?" Clint deadpanned.

"I um- ha about that" I say slipping the knife into my front pocket while laughing nervously.

"Are we going to ignore that Lady Alexandria is sitting on Bucky's lap?" Thor said while he stuffed his face with a pop tart.

"Huh? -" I look down to see I'm sitting on Bucky's lap and leaning against his chest. His head peaking over my shoulder, I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He breathed slowly down my neck making a shiver go down my spine. 

"You want to move, doll? Or are you going to sit here for the rest of the movie?" I quickly scramble off his lap and back to my seat on the couch. I could feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Why am I blushing? It was a misunderstanding! That's all! Bucky smirked at me and I could see Sam giggling.

"Shut up Barnes!"

"Make me Montgomery!" That's it I'm going to kill a bitch tonight. Blush gone, now replaced with anger. I grab the knife back from my pocket and lean over to stab Barnes in the chest. Before I could, Bucky grabs my arm and pins me down onto the couch making my head rest on the arm of the chair. His long hair hanging slightly in his face and his cold metal arm holding on tightly to my wrist. I internally panic at the feeling of his legs in between mine which stopped me from closing my legs.

"I win" Bucky whispers to me making another shiver travel down my spine.

"Get off me you off brand John Wick!" I yell trying to kick him off while miserably failing. "I'll cut off your other arm off plus your legs and turn you into Anakin Skywalker!" I could hear Nat and Wanda snickering while I looked up to see Bucky smirking unbothered by my very real threats. I keep struggling until Bucky finally releases me from his grip and sits on his knees still situated in the gap of my legs. I sit up angry and flushed and throw my knife in the air. I punch Bucky in the ribs before catching it and holding it to his throat. He let's out a low chuckle and leans closer to me not carrying about the blade against his neck.

"I hate you Barnes."

"I hate you too Montgomery."