Little Supersoldiers

Headaches and memories

"No, Pepper, really! He did. And he totally freaked out when he saw me in the doorway. He was all covered in paint and Bucky laughed his ass off." Y/N has tears in her yes while telling Pepper and Nat the latest painting escapade Steve made with little Bucky. The other women laugh too and share amused glances in Steve's direction. Y/N lets her gaze wander around, too. The room is full packed with people in fancy suits and dresses. It's one of Tony's typical Galas and this time Y/N doesn't mind it. She has actually pretty much fun tonight and not to worry about cleaning up the next day. She quickly waves at Pepper and Nat before walking around the room. She talks here and there with some inventors of Tony's company and some rich people who just boost their ego with attending some of Starks parties. She spots Steve and Sam at the bar, talking and laughing. Bucky is missing through. She frowns a little. Bucky usually doesn't really like these kinds of parties, finding them much too loud and the room to full but he promised to accompany her and Steve, so he went.

Y/N turns around a few times, trying to spot the familiar head of brunette hair and waves her way through people until she spots the glint of a metal hand. Bucky stands all alone in a corner that's pretty much shielded from people and the loud sounds. Y/N would have missed him entirely if it wouldn't had been for his metal hand reflecting the lights. She excuses herself from the old man that tries to wrap her up in a conversation about parties in his youth and makes her way over to the lonesome soldier. "Buck?" The brunettes head snaps up at his name, eyes a little pained, surprised and maybe caught. "Hey."

"Hey." Y/N smiles at him and wraps her arms around his hips while cleaning up and kissing him, knowing that no one will see them. "What is a handsome man like you doing in this quiet corner?" Bucky smiles a crooked smile as he looks down at her, but Y/N can clearly see that it doesn't reaches his eyes. Her smile slips from her lips and she frowns, then cups his cheeks in her hands, caressing them with her thumbs. "What's wrong, Bucky?"

"Nothing'. Just a little headache." Bucky continues smiling. Now Y/N sees the sign of his headache. His brows are drawn together, forming a small line between them, his eyes look a little harder and glassy than usual and his whole complexion is tense. He's pale, too. "Why didn't you say something? I would have made you stay home." Bucky shakes his head, leaning his cheek a little more into her left hand, away from the noises coming from the right and closes his eyes. "'S fine."

"Wait a second, okay." She gives him a quick pack on the cheek before she practically runs off to the bar, grabs a glass of water from Nat, who has taken over the duty of running the bar. Then she rushes back under the amused and lightly bewildered eyes of Sam and Steve.

"Here." She passes the glass of water to Bucky who takes it gladly and gulps it down in two seconds. Then he slumps a little, resting his head against hers. "Think I'm going down."

"Yeah? That bad?" She looks at him in sympathy, running her hand through his hair. He nods numbly and Y/N coos at him. "Should I go with you?"

"Nah. You have fun, doll. I'll just go to bed and sleep it off."

"You sure?"

"Yeah." He leans back, and Y/N still frowns at him. She hugs him close again and kisses him, then his temples before she lets go of him. "I'll be down on an hour or two, okay?"

"'Kay." He smiles at her, steals a last kiss and quickly walks in a straight line to the doors and out of the loud room. Y/N looks after him for a while before she sighs and tries to spot Steve. She walks over to him and wraps his arm around her. He looks away from Sam and Bruce, down to her with a smile. He opens his mouth to say something but stops as Y/N buries her face in his chest. "What's wrong?" He sounds amused, but she can hear that some concerns flow with it. "Buck's not feeling well. Has a headache."