Doll •Bucky Barnes•

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Bucky had kept Gia in his room locked away for the past few days, needing to have her safe, knowing she would run back to Loki if he let her go was making him ferral.

Bucky had been gone for most of the day when Gia received a test message from Loki asking if she wanted to go for a drink, as old friends to remember Bucky, even though she didn't need to remember him and he was very much alive.

Gia snuck away from Bucky and his men by some miracle and made her way to the club she was meeting Loki in, she gave him a hug and they ordered a drink.

Both Gia and Loki were a few drinks in and for the first time in awhile Gia felt happy, she felt relaxed enough that she let a genuine smile leave her lips.

That was until Gia could feel the vibe around them change. Gia discreetly scanned the room and was met with a pair of eyes she least expected. Stormy, ocean blue ones which made her tremble in fear. 

Surrounded by his loyal guards, he stood there looking like a god, expensive, dark suit, the button of his shirt carelessly undone, gawking, unable to believe that his precious babydoll dared to sit on a date with another man. He was furious that she managed to escape, and she could tell by the way he was shooting glares at both Loki and her, he was furious she was with Loki.

Gia didn’t expect him to just pop out of nowhere considering he was meant to be dead. But she didn’t let his presence ruin her mood right away, Gia maintained eye contact with him as she turned her attention back to Loki. Biting her lip and being as inappropriate as she could with her hand resting on his arm, breaking all of Bucky’s rules. 

He noticed it all. How she wasn’t wearing his necklace he got her, how her dark burgundy wrap dress was ridiculously revealing, wondering where she stole that from, how her body moved just to torment him, how she captured everyone's attention without even knowing that was what she was doing. The more he looked at the two of them, the angrier he got. 

Gia held his stare, daring and confidently. He decided not to cause a scene at the bar they were in, so he simply pointed towards the corridor which led to the back room near the restrooms and walked off in that direction, expecting her to follow immediately. 

Gia knew that if she tried hard enough she could look past his ways. She could drop everything and run to him because she missed the old him so much, the way he smelt and the way his arms held her like she was a vase, fragile enough to break. But she purposely didn’t. He had made her believe he was dead, he had followed her for the past week, he could wait a few more minutes. 

Meanwhile Bucky was fuming inside the room. How dare she? Most of all, how dare Loki touch her like that? He couldn’t wait to have that talk with Gia and remind her that she belong to him and only him, because it seemed that just because he was 'dead' she had forgotten she was still his. 

After finishing up her drink, Gia told Loki she was going to the bathroom and gracefully moved away from the table. Gia didn't want to speak to Bucky because she knew what was coming. She knew that he was going to make her leave Loki and go back with him and for once she was actually having a good time.

Gia walked towards the back when she was met with a few doors all closed. She knew which room he was in since his men stood like guards outside the door. Pietro let Gia in and judging by his face she could tell that their boss was in a bad mood. And Gia intended on making it worse. 

“Have you lost your way? Are you sure you’re in the right place?” She sassed, upon walking in. Gia took in his appearance for a moment or two and realized just how much she missed him.  

Bucky sat on the dark navy couch, manspreading like it was his throne, quietly sipping on his liquor while his piercing eyes shamelessly roamed over his girls body. The ridiculously bright neon signs behind him were the only things illuminating the room, buzzing slightly. Bucky took his time and studied her. Gia was torn between loving and hating what she was seeing.