{Billie Jean- Micheal Jackson}
You weren't squished in your sleep. You weren't dead. Very much alive. Another surprising thing was that Bucky was still asleep. Or you were guessing he was, since he had his arm around you and you felt him breathing on you. If he was awake he'd probably be staring out your window right now. You rubbed your eyes taking a deep breathe.
Your eyes glanced around the bright room. What time was it? Today was the day Sam and Steve were going to come back, also Tony. You gently lifted Bucky's hand off your waist and crawled off the couch heading to your room where your phone was. You sat down on your bed and grabbed your phone.
9:43
Alright not too bad. You swiped up checking your notifications. You had 3 messages from Sam.
"We'll be back in the evening."
"Please boil some potatoes :))"
"Ps.Bucky needs to be back at Starks at 6:00."
You switched your phone off, and tip toed to the kitchen. You got out two bowls, milk and cereal.
'Does Bucky like cereal? Whatever.'
You slowly put the cereal in your bowl and poured in the milk.
You sat at the counter in silence, only hearing the sound of your own crunching.
You thought about Sam and Steve. Where were they? Why didn't they take you with them?
'I mean ok, I know I'm not a superhero or whatever, but they could've at least told me.' You said to yourself.
You were snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of the couch squeaking. You suppressed a smile.
"Cereal!?" You yelled.
"Uhuh." Replied a tired voice.
You slid the bowl in front of the chair next to you and moved the cereal.
You heard footsteps and turned around.
You snickered.
"What?" Bucky opened one eye.
"Christ your hair." You blinked looking at Bucky's head.
"Wha-" he ran his fingers through his hair realizing that he looked like a hedgehog.
"Can I use your shower?" He sat down next to you.
You nodded still grinning.
After finishing his breakfast Bucky took a shower and you asked him if he wanted to go back to the Stark Tower.
He looked a bit surprised "Uh yeah sure."
"I'm not like tryna kick you out of the house or like trying to make you leave early. I'm driving you anyways."
"Yeah yeah no it's fine." He nodded.
"We can go to the park?" You suggested.
He nodded again. "That sounds nice."
"I'll go and change then, give me like 5 seconds.""1, 2, 3..." Bucky chuckled. You rolled your eyes walking to your room.
After you changed into some jeans, and a sweater (that was purposely similar to Bucky's). You both made your way to your car.
"I like your sweater." He said as you got into the car.
"Thanks." You smirked.
You put your seatbelt on and switched on the radio. "Music?"
"Why not."
You skipped through the songs until you recognized a familiar tune.
"This one's a classic." You turned up the volume.
Billie Jean by Michael Jackson was playing.
"I'm assuming it's old, but not as old as me." Bucky said over the music.
You nodded mouthing the words and swaying from side to side.
-People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth
"Billie Jean is not my lover she's just a girl who claims that I am the one but the kid is not my son she says I am the one, but the kid is not my son," you tapped the steering wheel singing.
"That wasn't so bad."
"Oh really?" You raised an eyebrow.
"You've improved in the two years gap." Bucky chuckled.
"You wouldn't remember," you nudged him laughing.
