Under The Same Sky (Bucky Barnes Fanfic)

day 1

(her)

The coffee tastes bland but I don't have the guts to tell her.

"thank you for this" I said, raising the already half empty cup.

She nodded as she fidgeted the keys on her hands. My room is on the fifth floor and I'm already panting my lungs out every in every step that we take. They have an elevator that works up to the fourth floor, but to my luck it's under maintenance today.

The air is stale as we walk through the hall. We stopped at the door with a "please do not disturb" tag.

"I guess your room mate already arrived." She said. A knock and the door opened.

"Here's your keys by the way." She said and left. By the open door stood a girl with wavy red hair.

"She's wierd." She said.

"Yeah, and her coffee is bland."

A smile crept to her face. "My name is Wanda."

"I'm Mea."

(him)

"On this floor you can find the laundry room,  and the hest days to do your laundry is every wednesday and thursday because everyone is doing theirs every weekends because no one really listen to me."

We're almost on the fifth floor and he still hasn't stopped talking. The overly sweet coffee that they give in the lobby trailed an acidy aftertaste on my mouth.

If I arrived a day earlier, I wouldn't be stucked with him in this goddamn stairs.

"Oh would you look at that, a very beautiful view of the ladies dorms. Gentlemen are prohibited to go there so don't even try boy." I can sense the passive aggressiveness in his tone but I'll let it slide since it would probably be the last time we'll talk to each other and I don't have any plans on going there.

I glimpsed at the identical building. There's nothing really special in there. It's just a stereotypical dorm building, housing stereotypical college students.

We stopped 5 doors away from the stairs. A loud 90's rock song is blasting on the other side of the door. He knocked for what feels like forever.

"I guess they can't hear us."

"You just gotta be persistent." I can't almost hear what he said due to the volume of the music.

"He's an emo." He said.

I can tell based on his music choice.

The song almost faded when the door opened.

A brunette with blonde highlights opened the door. "Sorry it took so long, I had to hide the mess before opening the door."

"It's fine." Fury, from what I can remember he said his name was, said as he handed me my keys. It's not fine for me, but it doesn't matter anymore.

The room have 3 loft beds, a kitchenette, and a small bathroom. The room reeks of axe and I'm trying my best to not cough.

"My name's Pietro." The brunette who opened the door said.

"Bucky."

The room looks like a very organized mess. Things are all over the place but you still get the illusion of organization. Or maybe my mind is just tricking me on the organized part just because Pietro told us that he hid the mess before he let us in.