Doll •Bucky Barnes•

Clenching and Unclenching

Gia had decided that she wanted to go out for lunch, the office now seeming stuffy and filled with way too much testosterone. Gia knew he wasn't going to like that she left early for lunch but she would deal with that when she came to it.

Gia stood in line waiting to order at a near by café when someone behind nudged into her. Gia turned around to see a cute guy stood behind her, his eyes bright and youthful. Gia politely smiled at the stranger who introduced himself as Peter.

He was a sweet guy; willing to chat with Gia, and even offered to buy her lunch for bumping into her. Peter asked Gia what she was doing alone for lunch and asked if she would like to meet up with him another time after their lunch.

While she was enjoying Peter's company, she couldn't help thinking of Bucky with his sharp cheekbones and his deep, baritone voice and his perfect jawline; nobody else could simply compare. "So what're you doing tonight? Anything fun Gia?" Peter asked casually, piercing one of the potatoes on his plate with his fork. "Nothing much" she shrugged "it's been a long day, so I'm just looking forward to spending tonight at home." Gia took a sip of her water and continued to eat her lunch.

"Netflix and chill?" Peter cheekily smirked, winking suggestively at her, Gia laughed loudly at how mischievous and cheeky he was, he must have been no older than 21 but it was refreshing to her.

"Probably, it's one of my favourite things to do" Gia answered, throwing him a playful wink back. Gia absentmindedly daydreamed about watching Netflix with Bucky, his arm curling around her body.  Gia couldn't help but think about Bucky and how she would innocently slip her hand down to rest on his thigh, gliding her fingers over the material of his trousers delicately. Gia shook her head as she remembered she was still in conversation with Peter.

"... So basically, if you're uh free maybe we could grab a drink?" Peter asked, she hadn't noticed how intently he was looking at her, making her cheeks turn a light shade of pink. "Um.. Peter" she began, trying to think of a way to let him down easily, just as the sounds of shoes clacking and hushed half conversations passed by them.

Before Gia could say anything, a hand she was used to by now, touched the back of her neck making her shiver. Bucky aggressively pulled up a chair from a near by table and sat next to Gia, his hand moved from her neck to rest around her shoulders. Staking his claim. His.

"Doll" he said, annoyance had seeped into his voice, "I'm so sorry I kept you waiting, running a company can be busy at times." He placed a chaste kiss on her temple, before throwing an accusing glance towards Peter, who looked surprised by the sudden realisation.

Gia tried to hide the shock on her face from Bucky just showing up when she registered his words, he was staking his claim on her and must have had her followed. "No, it's ok, Peter has been keeping me company" she baited, nodding towards the young man in front of them. "Mr Barnes? I..I didn't know that you had a girlfriend." Bucky's grip on her tightened "yes, she's mine" he said, not bothering to be subtle.

Gia glanced outside the café when she could see one of the men she had met in his office standing across the street. Gia looked up at him, his usual short, brunette locks were a little messy from where he had run his fingers through continuously. It must have been a hard day what with all the spying he was doing, she thought.

Gia was beyond pissed that Bucky has her followed and was ready to tear him apart, then again there was something immensely attractive about how angry he was. "We were just talking about our plans for tonight" Peter said, Gia cringed as she waiting for Bucky's reply "maybe you'd also like to join us for a drink?" 

"Actually" Bucky snapped "I think my girlfriend and I will be having a night in." Bucky's grip tightened on Gia's shoulder, so tight that it was starting to become painful. "So, rain check on those drinks then?" Peter turned his attention toward Gia, smiling. "Yes" Bucky spat out for her, Gia simply rolling her eyes at his bluntness.

Gia bid farewell to Peter as both Gia and Bucky made their way towards the building, taking hold of her elbow he pulled her towards his car. "Maximoff cancel all my meetings for the rest of the day and send Zemo for Gia's things." Gia didn't have time to process what was happening before she was pushed into his car, the door slamming closed behind her.

Bucky sped away from the building, his grip so tight on his steering wheel that his knuckles turned white underneath his array of tattoos. "What the fuck was that?" He hissed. "He was just being nice, Buck" Gia said, feeling  annoyed that he was taking this out on her when he was the one in the wrong for having her followed. "Nice?" Bucky mocked "Yes and I'm sure when his hand is up your fucking skirt, he's just being fucking nice too."

"You're being ridiculous" Gia muttered, turning to look out the window. The hustle and bustle of the sidewalk could barely be seen with the speed in which Bucky was travelling. "You had me followed? Bucky are you fucking serious? Why?" Bucky's knuckles were still white from clutching the steering wheel but he simply pressed his lips together, not uttering a word more. The rest of the journey was spent in silence, as much as she wanted to be with Bucky and was falling for him she couldn't help the feeling that every time a guy would come over to her or look at her he would get possessive and jealous.

This starting from when he asked her to be his girlfriend. This type of behaviour was typical Bucky, God forbid another man talked to her! Gia could feel her anger swelling inside her once again. He was being ridiculous, there was no other word for it. 

When they arrived at Gia's home, Bucky continued to ignore her, his fist clenching and unclenching. Gia wasn't going to wait for Bucky to grow up, so she decided to take a shower, letting the hot water relax her aching muscles, a shame that she couldn't let the water ease her broken mind. Gia changed into her pyjamas, a pair of fluffy caramel coloured bottoms along with an oversized baggy tee. Gia walked out of the bathroom and made her way toward the lounge where he was stood by the window, his fist still clenching and unclenching.