Bucky x Reader

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All of us four went to the city to shop the clothes for the mission later that day. Oh man, Natasha and Wanda would love to shop here! Little homesick strikes for a moment. Wonder how they're doing... Sure, we text in our group chat here and there, but it's not the same. We found the perfect outfits for the boys, mine is still missing. I'm about to step inside a lingerie store, but I stop myself for a second and turn around. "Okay... I don't need any audience here." looking at the trio standing in a row in front of me. All of them gets little blush on their cheeks. "Oh, right..." Sam rubs back of his head. They wait me outside the shop awkwardly. I need to look little bit more... Daring.

Wear something more scandalous than I would normally wear, but not too over the top. Finally, I found very nice, burgundy red lingerie bodysuit that I could wear with some jeans or skirt. Maybe little bit too sexy on me... Oh fuck it! And I bought it. Later that day, we make the plan: Zemo is going to go there as himself, having the Winter Soldier next to him as his bodyguard. Sam is going to be the pimp, and I'm going to be the prostitute. I'll pretend to be drunk or under somekind of drug. They will bring me to the buyer, who's going to lead us to the Doctor Sidorov. Great. Bucky is not so happy about his role in this mission. Feel so bad for him. It's kind of like we're opening the wounds he had barely healed... Is this a good idea after all?

Once again, Bucky is about to leave the hotel without telling us why and where. It's about to be 6 pm. Wonder where he's going? Right after he close the door and leaves, Sam jumps off of his seat. "Go after him." he whispers to me. "What? Why me?" I frown at him. "Don't you wanna know where he is going, or what he is doing?" Sam says. Turning my head towards the front door:"Well, yeah... But I don't think it's any of our business.". Of course I wanna know where he is going, it's killing me that I don't know! But... Bucky is grown ass man, he can do whatever he wants. "C'mon, (Y/N)! Quickly - put your sneakers on and follow him." Sam insists. Like strike of magic, I start putting them on:"Why!? Why won't you do it?". "Just see where he is going, if he catches you snooping, you can tell him you're just jogging." there's excitement in his voice. Zemo watches us from the kitchen, wondering what on earth we're doing. I know we agreed there is always two of us to looking after Zemo, but I guess it's going to be okay. I'm only going to be out few minutes, that's all. All I need to do is to see where Bucky is going.

Jogging the path I think Bucky went makes me feel like somekind creep. Why am I doing this again..? It's already pretty dark outside. The streets are really quiet, only two cars has past me by. Last time he left, he was out an hour and half. After jogging some time, I start to feel desperate. Maybe I went the wrong way? Can't I just tell Sam he went to catch some air? But then, I hear footsteps in the distance. Carefully I check behind a brickwall where the steps are coming from. There he is! Seeing Bucky walking alone, having his back on me. Where are you heading mister? Sneaking after him like a pro few minutes. Finally, he stops walking to look at his watch. Clearly he's waiting on someone. Maybe he has a date? My heart feels a sharp pain after thinking that.

Hiding behind a dumpster, I feel something touching my ankle. "AAAH-!!!" I jump. A white street cat runs away from its hide. God, my heart felt like it burst out of my chest! "(Y/N)?" Bucky notices me. Oh, crap... Trying to look as innocent as possible I can:"Oh! Hi! Wha- what are you doing here?". Bucky looks pissed:"I should be asking you that.". Small panic hits:"What? I was just jogging here and then there was a cat..-". Bucky walk towards me:"You don't do jogging.". Crossing arms over my chest:"Wh- !? Yes I do!". He raises eyebrow at me. Why he knows me so well!? "There you are!" unknown female voice says. Me and Bucky turn our heads towards the sound.

It's a woman, dressed up really neatly, a lot older than me. So he was waiting for someone. "You brought a friend? That's nice." she gives gentle smile. "No. She was just about to leave." Bucky says quickly. He seems really worried about this woman's reaction towards me. "Y-yeah! I... Really need to keep going." letting out awkward chuckle. I don't want to be in their way... "No." the woman says with stern tone. Me and Bucky froze for a second. Huh? "C'mon now, in you go you two." she shows us the door to get in. Bucky rolls his eyes and starts walking in. Little bit hesitant, I follow him. What is going on here!?

We step in what seems to be an office. The woman sits behind the desk. "I'm doctor Raynor. Please, have a seat." she gestures us to sit across her. Bucky sits down in silence and I follow him. This is weird... Dr. Raynor puts glasses on and opens a black notebook:"I haveto say, I'm little surprised you brought a friend with you today, James.". "She's not my friend." Bucky quickly says. My head turns towards Bucky. Ouch... "A partner?" she rephrase. "No." he stated. Then it hit me; Is this a therapy session? Has Bucky finally start to go therapy? The woman smiles at me:"I assume you're (Y/N)?". How does she know? "Yes, I'm (Y/N) (Y/L)." I nod with insecure in my tone. She quickly stops smiling when she turns to Bucky:"Is there any specific reason you brought (Y/N) here today, James?". "I didn't. She followed me." Bucky bluntly says. "No I didn't. Like I told you;I was jogging and happen to pump into you!" I explain. He glares at me for a second and turns back to the doctor in front of us. His attitude is starting to pissing me off.

The therapist looks both of us:"I sense that there is some tension between you two.". "You don't say..." I give sarcastic tone, giving a side glare at the man next to me. Bucky looks back at me:"Are you still mad about last night?". Cross arms over my chest. "Don't know what you talking about." I lied. Bucky scoffs:"Yeah, right.". Since we're here, I might just say something:"All I know is that you don't appreciate me as female co-worker.". "Oh, don't give me that crap..!" he snaps back and we start to argue, ignoring the therapist in front of us. She watches our bickering for few seconds:"Alright, alright! Settle down you two.". Both of us scoff and look away. Can't stand him right now!

Dr. Raynor sees neither of us is willing to start talking anytime soon. "You two leave me no chose... It's time for the soul gazing exercise." she says while shifting her eyes between us. "What's that?" I frown. Bucky sighs deep, like he already knows what's going to happen. "I like this one, thank you Doc." he sarcastically says and starts to move his chair. "Turn around, face each other." the therapist gestures with her hands for me to do the same. What? "I don't think that's needed..." try to talk myself out of this. "Just turn to face him, please." she stern her voice at me. "Alright..." I do as told. Now we are sitting right across to each other. Our knees almost touching. "Get close." she demands. Both of us sigh frustrated and come little bit closer, now our knees touching. "Closer." she keep demanding.

I give her the 'you've got to be kidding me'- look. How more closer you can get!? Bucky and I stop our movement after noticing we were about to move our legs same way. "Which way you wanna go?" there is frustration in his voice. "How can I - you're having your legs open like a caveman!?" I hiss. "You know what? Here..!" he grabs the chair I'm sitting and pulls it really close. Now his left knee is between my legs and mine his. Dear god, what am I got myself into..! Dr. Raynor seem pleased:"Right, now... Look each other in the eyes.". Then we both lift our eyes up and start to stare each other. Bucky's piercing blue eyes stares right in my (e/c) eyes. After two seconds of staring, we challenge each other with our eyes. If anything, I am not going to loose to him!

Dr. Raynor notices our stare:"What are you doing?". We say nothing, just keep staring. "Are you having a staring contest..?" she gets frustrated. No answer. "Just- Blink!" she snaps her fingers so it makes me loose the focus and blink my eyes. Bucky seems so smug about his 'winning'. If only I could kick his ass right now... "Alright... (Y/N)? Why does James aggravate you?" the therapist asks. Even though I am quite talkative person, I never really talk about my own feelings. Nobody never really have asked. After few seconds of thinking, I open my mouth:"He- I'm not appreciated. He says the other and does the other.". My heart squeezes after saying that. She turns to look Bucky:"James? Same question.". Bucky looks deep into my eyes, then opens his mouth:"You don't take things seriously. You don't think how your actions affect others.". What?

Surprised by his words, I quickly raise my voice before therapist can say anything:"How can you say that? Look, I don't have any idea where this is coming from... But believe me when I say: I do think about other people's feelings more than my own.". Feeling like tears are about to raise, but I keep them down. "Then what about my feelings?" Bucky blurt out. Huh? "A... Is this about Zemo?" I frown at him. Bucky drops his head down, not saying anything. Slowly, I get up from my seat:"Is this really about how I stopped you for ripping his head off as soon as you saw him? As me 'taking his side'?". Therapist eyes widen a bit:"Ripping his head off?". "Bucky, I am on your side. I have always been!" my voice gets shaky and eyes watery. He says nothing, not even looking at me. After everything we've been thru, he still doesn't trust me. Feels like soon I can't fight against the tears. "Why can't you see that?" my voice shudder and I walk out of there.