Succubus ✔(Bucky Barnes X OC X Steve Rogers) AU

Chapter 20

Steve POV:

It had been a few days, Freyja hadn't talked much to either me or Bucky. He had cornered me at one point asking what I knew.

"What the hell do you know Steve? One night we are all fine and now she is secluding us from her life and isolating herself to the training room and the bar with Stark." He snapped. Bucky was pissed. Anyone could see it. Natasha had joked he needed to get laid.

"I don't know, Bucky."

"No, You do know. You did that thing with your eyes, where you look away from me. So what happened? Did I do something? Did you? I jus need to know so we can fix this." Bucky looked desperate. He didn't ever look that way, I felt bad. I already did, but now I had managed to ruin Bucky's happiness.

"I told her I loved her that night. I was nearly asleep, it just spilled out. I still don't even know for sure if I said it. I was tired and it was like drunken words." Bucky stared at. Me as I ran a hand through my hair.

Bucky sighed, "Fix it, I don't know how you will, or why she freaked out over some sleep spoken words. But fix it. You and her are the one good thing in my life since the 40s, I'm losing either of you." He said and walked away.

He hadn't really spoken to me since. Freyja was still isolating herself to the gym and hanging out with Tony more. If she wasn't drinking, she was working out. But today, I was going to talk to her. She had no choice. This was getting ridiculous.

I had stormed to the bar to see Tony sitting with a glass of what I assumed was whiskey and Frey was sitting next to him. They were having what looked to be a serious chat. Tony glanced up and saw me behind them, nodding and excusing himself. I noticed Frey sigh and go to get up to leave. I was quicker though, and grabbed her wrist gently.

"What is going on Freyja?" I demanded. Frey ripped her hand from me, I couldn't stop the hurt that ran across my face.

"Nothing Rogers, just going to workout for a bit. Never know what might pop out of nowhere, need to be prepared." She was basically talking out of her ass to me right now. I sighed.

"Look, I know you heard me a couple nights ago." She stopped and turned her head to the side slightly, I could see her lips part just barely. What I would give to kiss those lips. I really did love her. But I can't let her know that. "It slipped. I didn't mean to let that slip."

"So you didn't mean it?" She whispered. I could hear the hurt in her voice. This wasn't going to end well for me either way, was it?

"I-I don't know Freyja. I like you. You know that. But if that phase scared you so bad that pushed not just me away, but Bucky too, I don't know what to tell you. I'm not ready to lose you. And Bucky deserves better than being pushed away for something he didn't do." I stared at her as she turned around. Her face was basically blank. No emotions showing, that's what she was good at. Hiding. But she couldn't hide from me. I glanced at her hands and saw the blue spark. She was getting overwhelmed. She saw my gaze and put her hands behind her back.

"I'm not pushing with of you away. I've just been training more." She explained. But she was chewing on her lip. Everyone has that tell tale sign of not being honest. That was hers. Mine was not making eye contact. Bucky's was licking his lips and sticking his tongue out a bit.

"I think we are pass the lying, Freyja." I told her with a serious tone, she snapped her gaze to me, looking a bit offended. "I know you well enough to know when you lie to me."

"You don't know anything." She muttered, her eyes flashed slightly. She was getting pissed. Good. Show me some emotion.

"I know enough. You've shown me your pain. Is there more to it? Or is this just about you being afraid of Love?" I pushed further, taking a step towards her.

"I don't want to hurt you." She took a step back.

"You won't." I took another step towards her.

"You don't know that." Step back.

"I'm willing to take that risk." Step forward.

"I don't want that." Lie. Step back. Her back hit the wall.

"I think you do." I stepped towards her and put my arm to rest above her head on the wall. My forehead leaned on hers. "I'm not scared to love you Freyja." I whispered, leaning down to press my lips to hers.

"But I am afraid for you." She whispered and ducked under my arm, leaving the room. As soon as she left I lift my head and slammed my fist into the wall. I'm losing her. And there was nothing I could do about it.