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Once in the kitchen we decided to make pancakes, with Hades making coffee for us both, I started on the batter. "Hey f.r.i.d.a.y play my music please" I decided to call out, in hopes of waking myself up enough to be able to cook on the stove without injuring either of us or setting the compound alight. Meddle About by Chase Atlantic began to play and I instantly started humming along, swaying my hips slightly. I loved this song, and it clearly loved me judging by how it was controlling my body.

Before I knew it I'd finished the batter and was heating the pan, quietly singing along to the lyrics.

I had no idea Bucky had finished both our coffees and was watching me with a smile on his face, admiring my short frame swaying to the beat and voice forming the words. He laughed under his breathe, making sure I couldnt hear him, and memorized the way I reacted to the song. He moved close behind me, reaching around me to turn the heat down on the pan after seeing I'd clearly burn our food if he didnt. The action made me jump back, causing me to end up with my back flush against his chest, basking in the warmth he provided even through his henley and the hoodie hed given me.

"Jesus Buck, I nearly smacked you with the pan. You nearly became my very own Flyn Rider" I joked with a giggle. He laughed, and I felt it vibrate from his chest, spreading through my own body and raising goosebumps along the way.

"Sorry Doll, just didnt want you turning us into charcoal is all. I know you like them crisp but I didnt think that meant still flaming" he laughed, and I continued giggling, ignoring how I probably sounded like a satanic gnome that inhaled too much icing sugar.

I made the pancakes, and Bucky fried some bacon to go with. By the time the stove was off we had ourselves a suitable pick n mix for breakfast. The kitchen island had every pancake topping either of us could enjoy, from butter and syrup to lemon and sugar to nutella and whipped cream.

Bucky crunched on the bacon and gave a satisfied noise, offering me a bite of his piece. I leant towards him and bit a small chunk off what was left on his fork, a satisfied groan leaving my own mouth. "Wow you did amazing on the bacon, best I've had for a long time" I praised, truly meaning it.

He blushed and muttered a small "thanks" before stuffing his face with our feast. Not much was said while we ate, a comfortable silence resting over us while we enjoyed the meal.

I leant back in my stool, pushing the empty plate forward slightly and let out a small groan. I was completely full, yet still ate an extra couple pancakes and a few pieces of bacon. "That was the best breakfast I've had for a while but I'm fucking stuffed" I joked.

Bucky muttered something under his breath, but I didnt quite hear it. I turned to face him but it looks like he didnt even notice he said something out loud. I shrugged it off, presuming he said something about enjoying his meal, and moved to clear up the plates.

Bucky's POV:

I don't know what's wrong with me. Shes consumed me. Almost all my thoughts get invaded with her, yet a part of me really doesnt mind it. Theres something about her, something so right.

Waking up with her in my arms felt comfortable, like she always sleeps there. She got me out of a nightmare, only Steve can do that and even then he struggles. But she just did it, and the dream was about her. I'd gotten her hurt, but she woke me up and even stayed with me to fend them off. Just hours before she was showing how broken she was on the kitchen floor and I tried to help her, yet she still helped me.

Seeing her dance and sing around the kitchen was a sight I would remember forever, and a small part of me wanted to see that sight every day. She was carefree, like she'd forgotten the world even existed and nothing could possibly burst the beautiful bubble she'd created for herself.

However, I didnt know how to react to some of the things Ellie did sometimes. The small things that were completely innocent but awoke something inside of me I didn't know was in me. Like when she tried the bacon I made and groaned. I tried not to react, saying a quiet thanks and focusing on my food to distract the thoughts beginning to swirl through my head. God I need to stop, she would hate me if she knew I thought those things. But I couldnt stop myself from time to time.

I wasnt one for trust, not after Hydra. But I was beginning to notice how I subconsciously did so for her and I think she was doing the same. Natasha had told me she was a very closed off person when I arrived at the compound, she barely left her room much like I did if Steve hadn't dragged me to train or have meals with the others. She only seemed fully relaxed with music, and I was curious why but I didnt dare ask, afraid I'd upset her. I'd only known her about a month and yet I felt connected to her in some weird way, like she was always... mine?

Ellie joking "that was the best breakfast I've had for a while but I'm fucking stuffed" is what snapped me away from my thoughts, but not before a voice in my head decided to chip in. That's not the only thing you'll be stuffed with soon, Kukla.

When she started cleaning up I moved to help but she smiled and shook her head, "dont even try Buck, I got this. I'm sure you've got plenty better things to do than to clean up and be around me". That last part confused me. Better than being around her? What could possibly be better than that? I smiled and gave a small huff that she refused help, but decided I'd just shower and come back once I was done.

Translation:
Kukla = babydoll in russian

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The next chapter will contain slight smut btw, so if you're uncomfortable reading that you've been warned. Honestly if smut does make you uncomfortable I'd stop reading altogether bc I will make it quite intense as Ellie and Bucky's story continues ;) but this is wattpad, it's what most of us are here for really.

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