apartment 26C : bucky barnes

eleven.

At seven a.m. I got up and untangled myself from Bucky before he could wake up so I can go shower. I stayed in the shower longer than usual, the argument I had with Theo replays in my head over and over while the hot water runs down my body. I know I should just forgive him like I usually do. I love him, or at least that's what I keep telling myself.

The last five years have been so crucial for us. I can't just end it because we had a nasty fight but we use to spend every night together and now I am lucky if I see him twice a week. He is my best friend but I don't think I am his.

I finally shut off the water then got dressed in a big shirt before heading to my room to get my makeup bag. My clothes were sitting in Bucky's room already so I sat on his bedroom floor near the mirror on the wall and did my makeup while he slept.

"Good morning, doll." Bucky yawned while I did my eyeliner.

"How'd you sleep?" I asked, watching him get up and stretch.

"It was great, you?"

"Same."

He smiled before leaving to go brush his teeth. I was finishing up my makeup when he returned and sat down next to me. It was silent while I put on mascara and he just watched me. I reached for my tinted red lipgloss to tie everything off and that's when I felt him touch my arm, softly stopping me.

"Can, can I do that for you?" His voice no higher than a whisper.

I did not trust myself to speak so I just nodded my head and placed the gloss in his flesh palm. He leaned in, just inches from my face with his metal hand holding my chin in place. The metal should have felt hard and cold but instead it felt like I could was melting in the palm of his hand. I parted my lips for him and he carefully applied the gloss to the bottom then the top. He stared at my lips with so much concentration and took his time, it was making me nervous. When he was done he admired his work for a moment.

"Does it look okay?" I giggled trying to break the tension a bit.

"It looks pretty." He said looking back up at me.

"Thanks." I felt my face grow hot as I put my makeup away. I quickly got up and grabbed my clothes to go change. 

Phoebe was hanging upside down on the couch, still asleep. I slipped on a little red dress with black  loafers and a leather jacket, it was pretty simple for me. I grabbed some gold jewelry before heading out. Suddenly Bucky was dressed and following behind me.

"I really like that dress." Bucky said entered the elevator to head to the parking lot.

"Thanks, Buck. I ordered it a few months ago." Why can't I stop blushing? It's just Bucky. My old ass roommate who is also extremely handsome and respectful. I stared down at my shoes till the elevator doors opened and I prayed that my curly hair hid my red face.

"Have a good day, sweets." Bucky said as we went our separate ways in the parking lot.

Once Bucky took off on his motorcycle I laid my head on my steering wheel for a few minutes. I reached into my pocket to search for my lighter but soon realized I look the wrong jacket by mistake.

"Fuck me." I stated while I slipped off his jacket so I could smoke without it smelling. I swear I laid out my jacket last night but maybe I grabbed the wrong one while rushing to get dressed? I normally bought a bigger size in my jackets so that didn't really throw me off when I put it on. Did he notice? Jesus, is he going to think I am some sort of weirdo?

When I finally showed up to work I sprayed myself with perfume then headed in. Charles and Hailey were talking about some model who got fired for cussing out Evelyn when they were told they would not be on the cover of next months issue. I knocked on Charles office door before coming in.