Annabelle Rogers - James 'Bucky' Barnes

Chapter Fifteen

"You used to do this every Sunday?"

"Yeah" Annabelle was pulling on a cute and comfortable lounge outfit as James watched from the edge of her bed. "Back when I was in high school I would spend all weekend studying or catching up with friends. Dad and Steve would be on missions throughout the week so we never really saw each other."

"So we started a Sunday night tradition, Pizza and a movie. It allowed us some down time together before the week ahead. Once the rest of team moved in they joined in too"

Calling out to FRIDAY on her way into the theatre room, Annabelle asked for her to notify everyone of the evening plans. One by one they came rushing in, missing the innocent tradition.

Sam of course was the first one beaming in, jumping on Annabelle causing her to fall into the large theatre lounge with him on top.

"PIZZA SUNDAYS!" He yelled, straddling her waist, throwing his arms in the air.

"Pizza and WINE! Sundays" Natasha added in with a bottle in each hand. As soon as Annabelle turned 21 everything was attached with wine when it came to Natasha.

"Like you girls need anymore alcohol" Steve stalked over taking the bottles off of Natasha. "Sam, you wanna get off my sister?" His tone was a lot lighter then the other night but still not impressed.

Wiggling his hips from side to side, searching for a reaction from Steve Sam felt a heavy hand on his shoulder as Annabelle tried to hold back an entertained smirk.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you." James spoke, causing Sam to shoot across to the other side of the room. He knew better then to try and get a rise out of James and his deathly stares.

Shortly after everyone was getting situation into the seats as a very tired Wanda walked in with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Once the girls went their seperate ways after the brunch Wanda made her way into her room passing out on the bed.

FRIDAY notified the group the pizza was at the door as Tony approached the theatre room, before even stepping foot in the room Annabelle sent him out to go pay the delivery man. She really did have him wrapped around her finger.

Wanda and Vision curled up on one lounge with Steve and Natasha mimicking their movements on the other side.

Tony and Bruce retired to the back of the room, trying to act to cool for the group. Passing the countless pizza boxes around the room.

Situated at the front was Annabelle with Sam and James either side of her. Sam sat down giving Annabelle one of his famous flirty winks before feeling dark eyes piercing into his soul.

"Hands to yourself down there Wilson" Tony yelled out as the movie started up. "You to Barnes!" He added

Melting into her seat in embarrassment, Annabelle's face turned red. He was such a dad sometimes.

Pulling the blanket over her and the two boys she opened up the pizza in front of her. James leant over picking up a slice, balancing himself with his other hand which conveniently was placed on Annabelle inner thigh. Leaning back into his spot his hand didn't move.

Looking up at him he gave her a sweet smile before nodding towards the movie screen, silently telling her to not give anything away. Sliding her hand under the blanket she intertwined her fingers into his. Sighing in comfort and content as she melted into the seat, heart filled with warmth.

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The movie had ended and sun was completely set as Annabelle was bidding her goodbyes, wanting to get back home at a reasonable hour.