The Blue Phoenix

He Speaks

Y/n POV

I wake up to the smell of bacon and pancakes. Wanda sitting up and scrolling on her phone.

"Look who's awake" She says with a big smile. I return the gesture "Good morning." I sit up and stretch. "Breakfast in 10 minutes" Nat yells from the kitchen. Wanda jumps up and motions me to go to the table with her.

"Nah I'm going to go put all my blankets away, then I'll come back down." Wanda nodded and told Nat the plan. I gathered my blankets and slipped on my slippers before I headed to the elevator. I pressed my floor and waited while last night's conversation popped back into my head. I shook it out before stepping into the living room.

I see Bucky walking out of his room towards the kitchen. I avoid getting in his way not knowing if he is still in a "funk". I set down my blankets on my bed then jog out to the elevator again.

"Hey... um can I use the eggs for breakfast?" I hear a slight annoyed Bucky say.

"Wow, he speaks" I chuckle at my thought . I spin on my heels to face him. ThenI noticed he's wearing sweatpants. Only sweatpants. Low hung on his sculpted hips. "Oh yeah whatever you need." I feel a blush dance over my face. "I just ask that you replace it if we run out."

"Okay, will do" he brushes me off.

I turn to walk into the elevator only to face-plant, hard, into someone's chest. "Oh sorry, y/n are you okay?" Sam said as he grabbed my shoulders.

"Oh yeah, I'm fine. I got a thick skull." I let out a small chuckle, but winced a little. "God Sam what is your chest made of?"

"You should sit down for a minute." He guided me to a seat at the island.

"What happened to her?" Bucky kept his annoyed tone

"She ran into me walking into the elevator." Sam said as he got me some water.

Bucky POV

Sam went back over and handed her a glass of water and stroked her bare arm as she took a delicate sip. I noticed she had way too small shorts on with a form fitting tank top.

Some small scars graced her arms. As my eyes looked over the few scars she had, I saw it. A faint, but very present... scar? No, it wasn't just a scar it looked like a burn and it looked like it hurt. As I look at the mark I can't help but feel-

"You okay, Buck?" Sam looked at me, snapping my eyes away from the mark. I must have been staring or something.

"Uh yeah, you should watch where you're going y/n" I said, changing the subject. She let out a nervous chuckle "Yeah, I think you're right" She gave me a small smile. I don't know why, but I smiled back. It quickly disappeared when I saw Sam's hand still on her shoulder.

"Well," she let out a breath "I better get back down to the girls." She stood up and walked towards the elevator.

"See you later y/n!" Sam waved and I slightly nodded. She walked into the elevator and before the doors could shut I saw her smile drop with a shaky breath.

"So, when are you going to ask her out?" Sam smirked into his glass of orange juice.

"When are you going to leave me the fuck alone" I let out with a vicious undertone.

"I mean you were eyeing her very intensely."Sam just raised his hands in surrender with a smirk.

"Whatever" I shrugged while I made breakfast for Sam and I. "While on the topic of y/n what's with the scar or is it a burn on her left shoulder?" I questioned.

Sam just gave me a sly grin "Um, no one really knows, not that we haven't asked. She just dodges the question so we just dropped it." he says as i hand him a plate.

I nod sitting next to him at the counter and we eat our breakfast. "So... wanna go on a run later." Sam nods while chugging the rest of his orange juice. "Yeah I'll meet you in the lobby in like thirty minutes?" I hum in agreement and start to clean up our breakfast mess as he heads to the elevator.

Y/n POV (when you stepped into the elevator)

I step into the elevator thankful for a second alone. I try to keep the smile on my face until the doors shut but that doesn't work. All I can think about is how Bucky was staring at it. That damn scar. It's not like I hide it and it's a big secret. It's just that... it's not the fondest memory.

The rest of the team dropped it andI was glad to get that over with. I just hope Bucky doesn't push the subject. I wiggle out of my thoughts as I walk onto Nat's floor. I walk into the living room clear of mind as not to alert Wanda.

"Hey, what's for breakfast?" I ask, sighing at the island, somewhat knowing the answer. Becky's smile flashed in my mind. It was a nice smile

"I got som-'' Natasha can't even finish before Wanda peaks out from the fridge."Y/n why are you thinking about Bucky's smile?" She smirks as Natasha's head turns with the biggest shit eating grin.

"Why are you reading my mind while your head is shoved in the fridge?" I quipped "Don't dodge the question!" Wanda said with a stern tone.

I proceeded to tell them about the events of this morning while we ate. Even though nothing happened... right?