Sambucky - Figuring out feelings: Book 1, 2 And 3

Book 3: Chapter 8: Alex's Plans

Sam pulled away from the kiss briefly to tell Bucky, 'I don't want to kiss her' and then he was pressing the side of Bucky's face to get rid of the facade.

This was great. Just great.

Bucky knew Sam was mad at him. He had a reason to be but Bucky had only been trying to help. It had been the right thing to do. Right?

Bucky didn't want to think, he only wanted Sam. He wanted to kiss Sam. He wanted to run away from this place with Sam. He wanted to marry Sa-

Suddenly there was a loud bang on the door causing Sam and Bucky to spring apart. They both looked at each other, fear in their eyes.

'Uh... Bella, Sam are you ok in there? I heard shouting. Is everything OK?'

Bucky panicked. He grabbed Sam, throwing him onto the bed before he could react. He tucked him in and whispered in his ear, 'Pretend to be asleep. Please. I'm sorry about earlier. Just please-'

Sam nodded, his eyes wide with worry and reached for Bucky's face, putting the facade back on. Bucky sighed in relief. Thank god for Sam.

Sam closed his eyes. His breathing slowed. It was time to lie.

Bucky turned to the door, preparing the words he was going to say. He listened to Alex's voice calling in for a few moments before unlocking the door and holding a finger to his lips.

'Shhh Sam's asleep'

Alex nodded and then frowned, looking past Bucky.

'But this is my room?'

Bucky panicked. Alex had pushed his way into the room and was walking towards Sam. He was almost in front of him and Bucky was sure it would be too difficult for Sam to stay 'asleep'
if he was in front of him.

Before he could even think he was stepping in front of Alex, his hands up to stop him. Alex stopped and raised an eyebrow, smirking at him.

'Well?'

He took Bucky hands pulling them around his neck and leaned in closer.

No no no. Sam is right there.

Bucky was lost for words. He was stuck. There was nothing he could do.

'Uh... Sam passed out from... Being off his meds so I had to drag him in here as it was the nearest room'

Alex basically ignored Bucky's words as he was too busy staring at his lips.

Oh no.

'Um... We should probably go start talking about the party-'

Alex pressed a finger to his lips and shushed him.

Oh no no no.

'But why not take a break? You're always so busy with Sam. Why not just... Relax?'

He smirked, tracing a hand down Bucky face. Bucky bit his lip hard, trying not to flinch away.

Go away.

Alex leaned in to kiss him. Nowhere to go now.

He had to let him.

No no no no.

Suddenly there was a loud bang and the door to the room swung open. Alex pulled away from Bucky and turned to the door. Sam opened his eyes and sat up.

Olivia.

'Bella! I need your help!'

Bucky frowned, looking confused. Thank god for Olivia coming in but why did she need him?