[𝟭.𝟯] 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 ➣ {𝕛•𝕓•𝕓} ❘ [𝖒𝖛𝖔𝖒 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

*:･ﾟ𝟭𝟱 ༉‧₊❒┊ 𝗔𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝗶𝗲𝘀 ☰

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Few minutes later, Anya had joined in talking to you and Sam in the kitchen.

"I mean you guys were just caught up with the kids that you didn't have any time together, "Anya spoke, "You guys just need sex,"

Your jaw dropped at her words, "How dare you!"

"You think sex is gonna solve this?" Sam rolled his eyes, "What he said was mean and rude and he was a dick,"

"And she definitely needs a bit of it," Anya pointed a fork at you.

"That's unbelievable!" you gave her a rageful glance.

"Oh really?" she leaned forward on the counter, "When was the last time you both had sex?"

"This morning. In the shower," you answered nonchalantly.

"You animals!" Sam exclaimed at you with a grimace.

"You shut up or I'm gonna ask that very same question which I know will be embarrassing for you," you warned him.

Sam leaned to press a kiss to your temple, "You know me so well,"

Anya waved a hand in front of you to get your attention, "Okay, were you guys interrupted?"

"Not really, until we had to leave to get ready—Oh, I see your point," you paused, slowly starting to see her point.

"It's just pent-up tension and sexual urges. The Avery situation was a cherry on top,"

"But well, sex is not gonna be the only thing which is gonna solve this," Sam remarked.

"But it will be the main thing that does," Anya pointed out.

"Oh please," Sam rolled his eyes at her.

"Wanna bet?"

He paused, watching you frown to yourself, "You know what, I think I'll sit this one out. 'Cause I know that if I do bet against that, I'll lose for sure,"

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Out of everything, it was guilt that Bucky is most used to and accustomed to. It was an old friend of his.

It is heavy and spiteful, eating away at his mind until it's clouded; Even the memories he's tried to keep hidden away from the fog gets caught up in the process.

Bucky closed his metal palm into a fist, angry at himself. Angry that you both had hit such a painful obstacle.

You didn't need a lecture on 'the right thing to do'. You didn't need an opinion of your past actions.

You just needed someone to lean on. You wanted to open your heart to someone. You wanted to be held and be told that 'it would be alright.

And Bucky did the exact fucking opposite of that.