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TW & HEADS UP: SOFT!TOUCHSTARVED!BUCKY, ANGST, SLIGHT MENTIONS OF GORE & SELF-HARM, A LOT OF FLUFF, MILD PANIC ATTACK.
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After getting the needed intel about Wilfred Nagel's hideout at the outskirts of the city, the quartet returned to Sharon's place to stay over.
"Oh, by the way," Sharon said as they walked back up the stairs in her house, "Only three guest rooms are available. The others are occupied by my client's orders."
"So?" Y/N didn't know what she meant by this.
"Well, there are four of you," she gestured around; Y/N and Sam locked eyes at once.
"Dibs! Aha!" Sam yelled just as Y/N opened her mouth and she groaned in defeat.
She spun on her heel to face Bucky, "No funny business, Barnes."
"Yeah, Like I want this to happen right?" he rolled his eyes.
"I'm gonna need all the pillows you can get me, Sharon," Y/N marched towards the living room. Bucky grudgingly followed her.
"I swear, if you guys end up doing the frickle-frackle and Y/N gets knocked up," Sam spoke aloud as the ex-lovers started to walk towards their allotted room, "I ain't complaining 'cause I wanna be the godfather of your children. But I really don't wanna hear the sounds of the baby-making process and—"
"Shut up, Sam!" Y/N and Bucky yelled together, making his grin widen.
"You know," Zemo had a growing smirk on his face, "I heard this fact about soulmates saying the same words at the same time—"
"I will break you," Y/N pointed a finger at him threateningly.
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Bucky buried his hands in his pockets and walked to the Y/N had just disappeared into. When he entered the room, an unbelievable expression crossed his face—
Y/N was kneeling on the bed and had changed out of her tube top into a full sleeve black crop top that just reached till her her high waist leggings. She was building a tall wall of pillows, dividing the bed into two halves.
"You can't be serious," Bucky stared at the pillow wall with wide eyes.
Y/N turned around, got off the bed, and raised her eyebrows, "Oh, yes I am, old man. What did you expect? We're not 'sleeping together'. We're sharing a bed. There's a big difference." She then fell onto the right side of the wall, "I'm taking this side. You take that one," she pointed at the other end of the bed.
Y/N pulled out her phone and started scrolling through it. She felt the right side of the bed sink and the pillow wall shake a little from the effect. Bucky turned off the lamp on the table beside him, making Y/N's phone the only source of light in the room.