Free Bird (Bucky Barnes/OC)

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑆𝑖𝑥

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𝙎𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙧, they had gotten halfway through the movie. It was silent, no communication coming from any of the three people sharing the small picnic blanket.

Alouette simply sat between both James and Ivy, tentatively picking at her ice cream. It had practically turned to milk now, only a little frozen bit left perched in the middle.

James leans over her shoulder, "Not a fan of ice cream?" He asks her, his voice directly in her ear, as to not distract the others around him.

She flinches a little, smiling over at him and then looking down at her plastic cup. Ivy sneaks a discreet and knowing look over at them before excusing herself.

"I love ice cream," she tells him.

"Doesn't exactly look like it," he says playfully, gesturing to her cup. He had noticed her hesitance in taking a bite all throughout the movie, and wondered if it was due to her medical condition.

"Well- I do. I'm just not hungry." Not only was she not hungry, but she also had been zoned out the entire movie. That wasn't unusual though, Letty never payed attention to anything for too long.

She only caught the beginning of the movie, but after that, she was either staring at the silver crescent moon, or searching the intricate constellations.

He accepts her answer, nodding as he leans back, shifting his weight to his hands and outstretching his legs in front of him. "Remember when you asked if I recognized you?" He asks her.

She matches his position, leaning back and looking up at him, "Yeah," she nods, gasping dramatically a moment after, "Did you lie to me?"

He shrugs, "Not exactly. I really can't seem to get away from you," he admits. She raises her brows, gesturing for him to go on. "We met before- at the library. In fact, we talked for hours."

Her eyes widen a little and her lips part in shock, as an overwhelming feeling of guilt paints her insides. "I- I'm so sorry. It must've just been a bad day. Otherwise I definitely would've remembered you."

"Flattered," he chuckles. She goes to fix her statement but he talks over her, "It was actually," he confirms, "A bad day. You were ranting about a call you had with your mom."

She buries her chin into her shoulder out of, even more, mortification, because if it had anything to do with her mom, it surley wasn't good. Delphine had recently relapsed and left the state, to god knows where with another junkie named Mike.

He can make out the pink tinged spots on her full cheeks and smirks at the idea of her embarrassment, "It's okay. I told you some stuff too," he tells her.

"What'd you tell me?" She asks.

She was taking stronger medication three weeks ago, if that's when it happened. And based on the timeline, it had to have been somewhere around then. She might've been a little high honestly, which is the only plausible reason she would ever tell someone about her mom- let alone go on for hours about the topic.

"Nothing," he answers her. She noticed he had broken out of that brooding shell she'd seen him wrapped in the last two times she ran into him.

She wondered if maybe it was because she didn't recognize him- maybe he was hurt. Then again, he didn't exactly seem hurt at the moment, while they were talking about it.

"Come on," she whines with an amused smile, "That's not fair." He only shrugs.

She shakes her head at him, coming to terms with the fact that he wasn't going to say anything. She looks to where his left hand, clad in metal rings, rested in the grass, his pointer finger tapping against the green organism.

"Nervous about something?" She asks him tauntingly. He scoffs and rolls his eyes, turning back to the movie.

Ivy came back a little later, a new cup of ice cream in her hand. She takes her seat on the grass, crossing her legs and piling a mountain of ice cream into her mouth.

She smiles to herself, nudging Letty's shoulder harshly, then letting out a juvenile curse under her breath, feigning an accident. But it was the furthest thing from accidental, she knew exactly what she was doing.

Letty jerks, swaying to her right out of impact and accidentally bumping into James.

He looks to her with raised eyebrows, "Sorry," she apologizes quickly before sending Ivy a look. Ivy simply stares ahead at the projector playing the large motion picture.

James also turns back to the movie, ignoring the encounter and brushing it off as an accident. However, when her shoulder knocks into his jaw, he snaps his head to her with annoyance.

She apologises again, profusely this time, and he looks over to where the little girl bit back a smile as she stared ahead. He knew exactly what she was doing, and chose to, once again, ignore it.

When Ivy pushes her again though, Letty mutters her name sternly and James stops Alouette's impact by placing his hand on her shoulder. She shivers at the intense grip he has on her, the action not lost on him.

When Ivy pushes her luck by nudging Alouette's shoulder again, this time pushing their chests together, they both look to her sternly.

Letty's face burns hot, her entire body igniting with a sense of humiliation that stings. Ivy just stares back innocently with adorable wide eyes.

"Stop," Letty tells her.

"Stop, what?" She asks, "I'm just trying to watch the movie."

"You keep pushing me."

"Sorry," she mutters a fake whine, "I'm not meaning to." James and Letty furrow their brows at her, she looked genuinely apologetic.

James's hand slips off of Alouette's shoulder and she looks to him with an awkward silence. "I swear I really didn't mean to," she assures him.

He chuckles, "It's alright." After he eases her self-consciousness, and she shifts to look back at the projection of 'The Secret Garden,' his gaze flickers down to her breasts- straining against the fabric of her shirt.

Ivy's pushes had eased the swelling skin further and further to the brim of her shirt, leaving them heaving against the breast line of the cloth. Tearing his gaze away from the delectable flesh and discreetly adjusting the semi-erect tent in his pants, he lets his gaze harbor solely on the rest of the movie.