The Hotel

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Y/n POV:
"It's beautiful" those words ran through my head all day to the point where I couldn't even focus on packing. Why does this guy say the things that I want to hear, I hate him for that. It's just he makes it so hard for me to hate him, and that smile ugh. Something about seems comforting, like he would be the person to cook me pancakes in the morning. I can't let myself fall for him, no, that's just irrelevant. I can't do that to myself again, not after Eugene.

"Hey kid." Tony said knocking on my door which was already open.
"What's up?" I asked still packing.
"You almost done because we're leaving first thing in the morning."
"Yeah I just need to get my toiletries and I think we're good to go." He nodded about to leave until he noticed the painting, almost finished, sitting on the easel. He pointed at it smiling at me.

"Hey you're painting again." I smiled at him nodding.
"Yeah it's um just something I wanted to work on because you know we didn't have anything to do at the time. It's just something I threw together." He picked it up by the sides smiling at my work.
"You really killed it at the color palette."

"It's great and all but I never found the piece that would just bring it to life, like it's missing something I just don't know what." I bit the inside of my mouth unconsciously really analyzing it as he put it down.
"We'll you'll get it one day kid. Who knows maybe someone will inspire you and you find what you're looking for. But get packed cause we're leaving."

"Thanks mom." I yelled after he exited my room.
"My pleasure sweetie." I laughed he always has the best sarcasm out of the team, aside from Bucky.

By the time we got on the flight I was exhausted, it was four in the morning and I only got two hours of sleep. By the looks of it everyone seemed to be tired too and looked like they rolled out of their beds. What's even worse out of all the seats on the jet I had to sit next to Bucky. He already looked like he drank 2 cups of coffee and ran an entire block.

"Wow you look like shit." He said chuckling in his seat.
"Shut it terminator I only got two hours of sleep and I plan on getting more on the flight."

"My apologies sleeping beauty, but let's just drop the beauty part." He smiled at me sarcastically while i mocked him smiling back. I sat down in the seat next to him and reclined my seat, I then closed my eyes and tried to dose off but nothing. I couldn't sleep, I kept moving in my seat to get comfortable but nope still wide awake.
"UGHHH!" I said in frustration.
"Let me guess, you can't go back to sleep?" I shook my head no, he sighed going into his bag, under his seat, to take out his AirPods. He handed me one while he put the other in his ear. I hesitated at first looking up at him in which he nodded for his approval to take it. I did and put in my ear which automatically connected to his other one, it was classical music.

"If my sleep deprivation gets really bad I listen to classical music. I find it easier to sleep to noises then just silence or other people being awake around me." I have him a soft smile and nodded.
"Thanks." Before I knew it I fell asleep the whole flight.

"Doll wake up. Hey Y/n wake up. Doll wake up we're here." I slowly opened my eyes, it felt like I was sleeping on something warm, and it continued moving. I looked up on my surroundings and instantly realized. Holy shit.

"You know you snore when you sleep. I was pretty convinced you were a gremlin for a second." Bucky looked down on me, I fell asleep on his chest great. I quickly sat up straight in my chair trying not to make it as awkward as possible in which he was already laughing.

"You seemed really comfortable I didn't want to wake you when you leaned over on my chest."
"It doesn't matter whether I looked comfortable or not, I might have gotten you cooties." I shivered at the thought, ew.

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