Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile

023

"Where's rook?" Tony asks and looks around our group for me while he stands next to one of the SHIELD vans that doesn't peek my interest at all

"Right here." I slightly grumble and walk around the team with Bucky following my every step, not caring if he shoulder checks Sam who clicks his tongue at him

"Oh!" He smiles and turns my way. "You're so short, I couldn't see you." He teases

"Always the one to joke around." I sigh with a shake of my head and cross my arms over my chest while leaning my weight on one leg. "Now, what's this gear you have for me?" I ask

"Oh, yeah." He hums and turns to pat someone's back with his metal covered hand. "It's all you and your reunion." He tells them

The person he patted is dressed from head to toe in thick black SHIELD gear ranging from a bulletproof vest to thick pants that have all different kinds of magazines strapped to his waist as well as knives, guns, and other weapons around his chest, legs, and arms. Their back has a velcro patch that says 'SHIELD' on it and matches the other men who are surrounding the van, doing whatever they need like setting up cameras, head counting, and formulating all of the possible plans. The person soon turns around to the pat on the back and smiles wide when he sees it's me where it takes me to recognize him through all of the gear.

"Hey, Y/n!" Zak greets happily while holding his arms out

"Zak!" I smile and walk over to him to give him a quick hug

"I have some gear for you since you don't have your uniform yet." He smiles and turns to dig through some things in the back of the van

He steps back when he has what he needs and holds out a tactical belt matching his own with a pistol, taser- which I will have fun with, throwing knives, a baton and a few handcuff holders. It overall just gives off a police vibe and I scrunch one side of my nose at it but look at the other things he has. In his other hand, is a bulletproof vest stacked with pockets full of different materials much like his and a velcro patch that has 'SHIELD' written in big white letters to give away who I am in any other situation which is always smart.

Sense the sarcasm?

He hands me the belt first and I grab it, immediately holding it out to Bucky and he grabs it with no hesitation while I let my magic rise to illuminate my veins as I cup my glowing hands around the two handcuff holders. Magic seeps into the plastic holders and the metal cuffs to set the spell firmly and after a moment, I step back to see the holders glow bright before the magic fades into the black fabric around the hard holster.

"Infinite resource spell." I shrug when I get curious glances. "I will never run out of cuffs." I clarify further

"Please, do that to my gun." Bucky only half jokes though a sigh

"Later." I wink and reach for the belt

"She just gets cooler and cooler." Sam mumbles to Steve, making me smile and shake my head

I unclip the big ass side release clamp and throw the belt around my hips that weighs me down and makes me cringe after being so used to the light weight stuff but I push through the uncomfortable feeling and annoying thought of how I am just a little slower now when I clip the clasp to my waist. I start fastening it to my body and only adjusting it a few times until I get it to where I can lift it over my head if I try hard enough and well, my hips stop it from falling. Bucky holds up the bulky vest and I lift up my hands so he can slip it carefully over my head and it makes me grimace at how big it makes me. I overall feel restricted and unable to move like I used to.

"Is this really necessary?" I ask while running my hands down the thick material as Bucky tightens the straps I couldn't reach with my body moving with the pulls of his hands on the straps