Married for a mission

Incidents

A/N( So i'm gonna say that this whole story takes place over a few months. Hopes that makes sense :P)

Y/n's POV:

I wake up and see Bucky isn't in bed. I notice that I heavily rely on his body heat to keep me warm when I notice I'm shivering. "JAMES!" I call. "JAMES! WHERE ARE YOU, LOVELY?" I continue. I get no answer so I walk around the house, still in his shirt. I check everywhere and Bucky is no where to be found. I get worried and text him

Still y/n's POV:

What is going on? He's such a butt. But a sweet, nice, cute, handsome, funny, kind, butt. I throw my phone on the couch, put on some shoes and walk outside. The car was gone too. What is he up too? I hope he's ok. I go to the kitchen and make two slices of toast. I flop down on the couch and eat my food. At around 2 pm Bucky still isn't home and I'm more than worried. Just when I'm about to go outside and ask around for him I see the door opening. Bucky was obviously trying to be quiet. "James!" I yell. He nearly jumps out of his skin. "F*ck. You scared the h*ll out of out." He laughs. My eyes gaze over Bucky. He was wearing a suit and smelled like perfume. I felt my heart break. "Bucky...?" I whisper, my eyes beginning to water. "Darling, I promise it's not what it looks like." He sighs. The more I look at him the more I notice things. Messy hair, buttons missing, no belt. "You didn't." I mumble. "YOU DIDN'T!" I yell. "Doll, I can explain, I promise." He mumbles. I have a million thoughts running through my head. I feel the tears running down my face. I couldn't face him, so I run upstairs. Bucky chases after to me. "DOLL! PLEASE!" He yells. "Don't call me that." I cry. He grabs my arm and pulls me in. "Please don't cry." He whispers. I don't feel like fighting. I sob in his arm.

Bucky's POV:

"I guess I was stupid to think that you liked me" Y/n whispers, through her sobs. I felt absolutely heartbroken. "Y/n, I do like you. More than I've ever liked anyone before." I whisper, holding her. I hear her sigh. "Explain." She says, pulling away, hick-upping from crying so hard . "I went to the mall to get something and this women was selling perfume. She saw my ring and asked if I was married, I of course said yes and I started talking about you. She said I looked in love and tried to spray the perfume on the little tester but missed and it got on me instead. I assume she wanted to sell it to me so I could give it to you. The missing buttons are because I can't button up a d*nm shirt. The messy hair is because I run my hands through my hair a lot, when I'm nervous or stressed. And I don't have a belt because the pants fit fine." I finish. She stares at me with her big (e/c) eyes. "I'm sorry I made you think anything else." I whisper. "Why are you wearing a suit?" She questions. "Because I wanted to get you a gift, and I thought wearing a suit would help the people take me more serious." I mumble. She looks confused and I take her hand and bring her outside. I open the car door and sure enough there is a black bag from the mall. "Here." I smile, handing her the bag. She opens the bag and flashes a teary smile. "A necklace." She whispers. "Pure platinum. One of the most expensive jewelry metals." I smile, pridefully. "Open it. It's a locket." I continue. She nods her head and opens it. She gasps. "I remember this picture. And are those the numbers on your dog tag?" She says laughing with tears running down her face. It was when we went to dinner with the Smiths. "Why did you get this for me?" She mumbles. I hold up my wrist to show her my wrist. "You know you didn't have to pay me back." She laughs, wiping her tears. " I know." I smile. She basically jumps into my arms to hug me. "Thank you so much Bucky." She whispers, kissing me all over my face. "Y/n I'm so sorry about this whole thing." I smile, whispering in her ear. "It's ok. I shouldn't have been mad. Since we're technically not together." She mumbles. "I don't care. I truly care for you, and I'd never hurt you intentionally" I whisper. "I know." She whispers back.

( 4 HOURS LATER)

Y/n's POV:

Bucky and I go back inside the house and watch a movie. "Lets go to the diner." Bucky whispers in my ear. I nod and we put on some shoes. "You look so handsome." I sigh, holding his hand. "You look handsome too." He laughs.

Bucky opens the door for me and we walk in. "I will volunteer to clean up the diner and you ask August to have a boys night or something." I whisper. Bucky nods his head and we chat with the Smiths and eat until closing. "I can help you clean!" I cheer. "No! There is no need." Danielle laughs. "Nooo, I'd love to help!" I continue. "Yeah, and I could take August out to grab a beer or something." Bucky smiles. "Please?" August begs Danielle. "Fine." She laughs. "Be safe." Bucky smiles, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. I nod my head. "I'm being serious. I wouldn't be able to live if I knew you got hurt."He whispers. I kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear. "You be safe too, sweets." I smile.

Bucky and August leave and there is just Danielle and I in the diner. "You two are so cute." Danielle groans. "Who?" I ask, picking up plates. "You and James. The two of you sneak off together any chance you get." She laughs. "Yeah." I laugh as-well. "I just know the two of you are so passionate, in and out of the bedroom." She winks. I feel my body getting hot. I shrug and grin. "It's ok. You don't have to say anything." She giggles. 

When Danielle wasn't looking I snuck away to investigate the suspicious tile I saw. When I went to check it out I saw a string and pulled it, which opened an underground bunker. I walk down and see files, guns, knives and all kinds of things. I place a few bugs and dart back upstairs and into the main room in the diner. "Where did you go?" She laughs. "OH, sorry I was in the fridge. I apologize for being invasive." I say. "It's fine." She chuckles.

We finish cleaning and I start to walk home. It was pitch black outside and I get a little nervous. I hear a voice coming from a few feet behind me. "Hello y/n." The voice says. I nearly turn around but remember I'm under cover so I keep walking. " I know what you and Bucky are doing." They laughed. "I think you have the wrong person." I yell. "No. Your name is y/n l/n and you're an avenger alongside Bucky Barnes." The voice continues. I notice the voice sound distorted. I start to breath heavy and shake. I hear the footsteps running towards me. I sprint towards the house. I feel the tears running down my face. I try to unlock the door but my uncontrollable shaking made it hard. I feel the hands on my wrist right before I fall into the house. I kick the door closed and lock it. "Are you ok?" Bucky asked rushing over to me. I don't answer. I just stare at the door, hyperventilating and shaking. "Doll?" He whispers. I feel Bucky rubbing my back. "Do you need anything?" He whispers. "Water please." I barley whisper with a dry throat. He nods and goes into the kitchen and comes back with a cup of water and hands it to me. I take a sip and put it down. "Would you like to breath with me? We can count to 10." He asks. I nod and we breath together. After we finish breathing Bucky asks me again. "Are you ok?" "Yes." I whisper. "What happened?" He continues.

Bucky's POV:

(Same time, different POV)

"What happened?" I ask. Y/n leans in close and whispers in my ear. "Someone knows who we really are. I don't know their intentions but they followed me home and chased me down. They grabbed my wrist right before I got in the house." She mumbles in my ear. I feel the rage inside of my body. How dare someone try to hurt her. "Did you see their face? Recognize the voice?" I asked in a hushed voice. She shakes her head. "I'm gonna f*cking kill them." I say, standing up to go outside. "No! We have to lay low and finish the mission." She mumbles while pulling me down. I take a deep breath and sit back down next to y/n. I pull her in and let her lay on my chest. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there." I whisper, my voice beginning to crack. "It's not your fault. Don't feel guilty." She smiles, kissing my neck. I feel the butterflies in my heart. Gosh, she makes me insane. "Don't do that, my love." I laugh. "Do what?" She asks. "Don't kiss me like that." I sigh. "I'm sorry, do you not like it?" She mumbles. "No, the problem is I like it a little too much." I grin. "Oh my." She giggles. We stand up and she gazes into my eyes. "Well, I'll keep that in mind." She whispers as she smooths out my shirt. She then kisses my jaw and walks upstairs. I smile to myself and lay on the couch. D*nm, she makes my heart race. She knows what I like and she'll always use it to tease me and I don't mind. I want her in every way and I love her in every way.