𝙱𝚄𝙲𝙺𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂

❤︎ 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚒𝚗𝚐

Y/N'S POV

"I don't understand why we're doing this again," Bucky mumbles as he almost cross his ski and fall again. Me and Sam let out a chuckle that only get us a death stare in return.

"Oh, come on Buck. It's fun," Sam bugs him.

"No it's not. It's hard, I haven't done this in at least 80 years," Bucky complains trying to stay on his feet.

"It's not hard Bucky. Look there you have a seven year old that's as good as not you. He's better," Sam tease making me chuckle.

"Who the fuck takes there kids with them on this death trap," Bucky swear.

"My parents did," I break in.

"You don't count. You have this in your blood. I've meet your parents," he says like that's a matter of fact that I'm good just out of the blue.

"You haven't met my parents. And my mom is almost as bad as you on land county ski," I shrug.

"Buck can you get your speed up. I want to catch up with Riley," Sam says impatiently only getting an eye roll in return.

"Sam is in love," I tease getting a death stare from Sam. "Go then," I sigh and he leave faster than I've ever seen him move. It ended up with him almost falling over making both me and Bucky to laugh.

"You can go too. I don't want to slow you down. I know you like this shit. I will just take off my ski and go up to the cafe or something," he explains.

"Don't be stupid. I don't care that much. You said you did this last 80 years ago. And if you once could it, you still can. You just have to get it back in your body, so come on," I say giving him a smile. He smile back and start going. It was troubling in the start and he almost fall over like hundred times. We come up on one of the tops and was just about to ski down before Bucky stops completely up.

"Are you insane? I'm not going down there! I will definitely fall," he says loudly. Fear was filling his eyes.

"Bucky it's okey. Step out of the ski tracks and stand like this," I say showing him the way he slow down the speed. He slowly ski down and when the slope is almost finished he righten his ski. His ski then cross due to he couldn't hold them straight and he fall to the ground. I try super hard to hold in my laughter.

"Hahah, so funny," he roll his eyes at me. "Fantastic, I fell, I'm thirsty, wet and cold. And you're laughing at me," he complains. I hand him my water belt and he drinks before continuing his complains. "Don't even try to make a winter Solider joke now," he threatens.

"Fine. What if I come with a suggestion instead? What if we go to the service cabin and order warm coco," I suggest helping him up.

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We sit down at the service cabin. And had just ordered warm coco. "I'm sorry I spoiled your day. I know you like this. I don't understand how though," he mumbles fiddling with his fingers.

"You're from the fortis. You probably had to go on country cross skis to bring down nazis, I didn't. If it helps anything my grandpa on 74 still beats me and my ego," I chuckle as the cocos get placed in front of it. "Thank you," I say to the waitress.

"He doesn't count. I've meet him. He can't be human," Bucky chuckles.

"You ready to stand in that slope tomorrow?" I ask Bucky pointing at the slalom slope outside the window.

"You're kidding me now right?" He says almost chocking on his hot coco.