Part 22

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It's been a few days since the procedure. Shuri has been checking up on Bucky regularly. His shoulder is healing up nicely.

Karol is making a homemade dinner; spaghetti and meatballs. Natasha is helping her, rolling the meatballs and cutting the vegetables. Steve and Bucky are sitting at the table. Steve is reading the book he started a few days ago, Bucky is flipping a butter knife.

"Do you want to taste the sauce Natasha?" Karol takes the wooden spoon and offers her some sauce. Natasha's lips taste a bit of sauce from the spoon and widens her eyes. "This is delicious Karol."

"It's a family recipe. My mother thought me this recipe when I was young. Just before she died." Karol loves cooking. She doesn't do it as often as she wants. Her mother taught her some recipes like this one. She makes a mental note to cook more often.

She stirs the pan with sauce and adds some spices. The timer goes off and Karol grabs the pan with cooked spaghetti, pouring it in a strain and dumping it in the sauce. She gives is a quick stir before serving it. She twists it in a deep dinner plate and tops it off with a leave basil and some parmesan cheese. They sit down at the table, all enjoying the meal.

"God...dammit..." Bucky mumbles as Steve laughs. "You try eating this with one hand Steve." He growls back at him, annoyed.

"Let me help you babe." Karol grabs a fork and spoon and twists some spaghetti on it. She offers it to him by holding it up by his mouth and he takes it. She wipes away a small speck of sauce from the corner of his mouth with her thumb. Staring into his eyes she sticks her thumb in her mouth and licks it clean not losing eye contact.

With raised eyebrows, wide eyes and a smile on his face he watches her lick her thumb. Thinking about throwing her onto the dining table and fuck her hard. He wished they were alone right now.

"Oh. My. God. Guys. Get a room." Sam walks in and witnesses the moment. Bucky is instantly out of sorts and leans back in his chair, staring angrily at Sam.

"Jealous?" Karol asks Sam amusedly.

"Hell no." Sam sits down at one of the free chairs at the table.

"Would you like to have some spaghetti too?" asks Karol.

"Yeah!"

She scoops a plate full for Sam and places it in front of him. He takes a few bites and he clearly likes it. "Delicious!" He mumbles with a full mouth, before noticing Bucky. "Hey, what happened to your arm man?"

Bucky squints his eyes and doesn't respond. He has no desire to answer his question. He annoys him. If he doesn't leave soon he will leave on his own.

"Okay then, then don't tell me." He takes another bite from his plate. "I was trying to think of an amputee joke, but I'm stumped."

Natasha has to hold back her laughter, Steve just shakes his head. "Sam, that was inappropriate." Bucky doesn't say anything, he kicks his chair back and leaves the room.

"Bucky? Where are you going?" Karol calls out, but he's already gone.

"What's the matter with him?" Sam asks.

"Ugh, I don't know. I'll talk to him later." She replies.

Steve, Natasha and Sam help Karol with the dishes. Sam grabs a beer for everyone and with a lot of talking and fun they clean the kitchen.

Karol really misses Bucky now. "Thank you guys, but I'm going to check up on Bucky. Have a nice evening." Natasha gives her a hug and she waves back to Sam and Steve. She's looking for Bucky, maybe he's in their room? She opens the door to their room. "Bucky?" No reaction. Maybe he's outside? Once outside, she looks for him in the usual places, but he is nowhere to be found. She goes back inside and opens the door to the gym.

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