You wake up with a smile. Bucky and Loki have their hands linked together, resting on your hip. You try not to move, not wanting to wake them, you knew once they woke they would go back to ignoring each other and you hated it. After a while though, you couldn't ignore the ache in your stomach, you were starving. You tried desperately to wiggle out of the bed, underneath their arms, but the second their hands hit the empty spot in the bed they woke up.
Bucky looked over at his hand intertwined with Loki's with a sad look in his eyes. With a sigh he took his hand back and kissed you on the head as he grabbed his clothes and disappeared. You groaned and threw yourself backwards on the bed, muttering about stubborn males. Loki couldn't help but laugh at your response. "You okay there darling?" He sat up against the headboard, you tilted your head up from your spot on the bed to look at him. His hair was sticking out in the cutest way, his eyes still hooded from sleep. He looked adorable and you couldn't help but smile at him. "Just fine. Surrounded by stubborn men it seems."
"Just a reminder that I am in fact a god dear." He teased, that gleam appearing in his eyes once again. You rolled your eyes at him before getting up, you picked up your clothes for the day before heading to the bathroom for a shower. You heard the bed creak as Loki went to get up. You knew what he was planning so you quickly spun around. "Stay!" You pointed at the bed. The pout that appeared on his face, almost had you crawling back into bed with him, but you knew that wouldn't be a good idea. "Talk to Bucky and then we will reconsider."
It was his turn to roll his eyes at your response, muttering about both his loves being stubborn. Yeah you really didn't work well when two of them weren't talking. You ignored him and went to get ready for what felt like, was going to be an extremely long day.
After you were dressed you headed into the kitchen, thankfully it was empty, you weren't in the mood for socialising just yet. As you sat at the breakfast bar, Nat walked in. She looked over at you, seeing the sour look on your face. "Not a word Natasha." You grumbled at her as you went back to picking at the toast in front of you, before finally giving up and deciding on a liquid caffeine breakfast instead. A few minutes later she came and sat next to you, both of you sat in a comfortable silence for a while.
"Want to go do some training?" Nat offered, she could see you needed a distraction and it had been a while since you'd sparred together. You accepted her offer and told her you would be down once you'd gotten changed. Making your way back up to your room, you squealed as someone grabbed your wrist and pulled you into one of the bedrooms. Your anxiety settled when his lips crashed against yours, his scent wrapped around you. Bucky's tongue found its way into your mouth and you melted against his touch as he pinned you to the now closed door. One hand rested on your hip, the other began making its way to your breast. You gently pushed him back, leaning your forehead against his as you tried to catch your breath. "Morning Buck." You smiled.
He nuzzled his nose against yours. "Morning doll." His hand started moving back up your body until you placed a hand on top of his, stopping him. He looked at you confused, you couldn't help but smile, he always looked so handsome when he scrunched his nose up like that. You kissed him on the nose before creating some space between you. "Talk to Loki, then you can carry on with that." You kissed him on the cheek before leaving a very frustrated Bucky in his room.
After getting changed into a tank top and a pair of leggings and grabbing your spare clothes, you head down to the gym where Nat is waiting for you. "Did you get lost?" She teased. You rolled your eyes before wrapping your knuckles and heading over to the sparring mat. "You going to stand there teasing me, or show me what you've got Romanoff?"
She finished wrapping her own hands before joining you. You both began circling each other, waiting for the other to strike. The problem was that you both knew how each other fought, you'd been trained together after all. Deciding to switch things up a bit, you remembered the fighting style that Bucky had once taught you. You crouched down looking as if you were about to take out her legs, when she switched to stop you, you jumped up and kicked her in the chest sending her flying backwards. With a smirk she jumped back up. "You think you're the only one who has trained with Bucky?" She smiled before lunging for you. Between the two of you, you both managed to get some pretty good shots in. An hour later you both laid on the mat sweating and out of breath. "Okay Romanoff, I'm done."
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Complicated (Reader Avengers Romance)
Fanfiction**Warning. Smut incoming.** You were kidnapped and sent to The Red Room as a child. Your parents and brother assumed you were dead, until you befriended a King on a mission gone wrong. Recovering in Wakanda you meet a man who steals your heart. You...
