"... but, he slipped and gave me an automatic win to increase my victory streak." J laughs and I join in just a little less and slightly grunted at my still stitched stomach spasming from my amusement
"That's how it is here." I agree. "Always having agents slipping on their own blood during training because no one wants to clean the mats." I chuckle
"Well, our golden boy never wants to draw blood so, I can't go that far." He sighs in disappointment
"But, you would like to?" I assume with a smile
"Love to." He corrects me
"Gotcha." I press my lips in a smile and nod. "Gotta wait for the battlefield and take it out on HYDRA." I suggest his best option
"Then I get to see you again." He flirts and I roll my eyes
"When are you going to tell me which one is you so I don't kill you on accident?" I laugh but with some actual seriousness laced in
Yeah, figured out J is an Avenger and he won't tell me which one he is.
"Not just yet." He says again after a few times I asked him. "Gotta wait for the perfect moment so it doesn't ru-" He starts
"Shh." I look over my shoulder when my door opens and an agent's tatted hand pops in to slide a blue plastic tray on the floor where it scratches against the rough concrete and stops near the middle of the room, making me smile a little when I see the clear container of Piroshkis
"That was close." J says when the door closes again
"I would've killed them if they saw." I shrug with no remorse and hop off my bed to walk over and sit on the floor since Zemo has a thing about me eating on my bed. "Can't tell anyone if they're dead."
"That works." He gives it to me and I send the camera of the red and gray droid a wink as he comes over
I open the loud ass plastic container where steam raises from the food and it makes my mouth water where I always love the fact that it is Sunday today and I can finally eat. It's a little weird that Zemo isn't here to talk about his life and the plans he has for me in the future but, I ignore it because he probably got busy with something and I shrug it off as I pop one of the bite sized delicacies in my mouth. My conversation continues with J about what I get and got this time with the same answer of 'potato and cheese' only because it is the only one I like and we laugh until I make it through a few Piroshkis and my stomach gets a sharp pain in it, making me grimace and groan while grabbing my stitched stomach and cutting his words off.
"Y/n?" J asks in full concern where panic is ready to bloom out of his mouth. "Are you okay?"
"Hold on." I shake my head and gasp in breaths when my skin feels hot especially around my nose and mouth like I am breathing fire and ash from the burning on the ends of my nerves
My throat feels tight and it's getting hard to swallow the rivers of saliva that suddenly flooded my mouth with my mind spinning in circles. My body violently jerks and my head is shoved towards the concrete in an attempt to get whatever is in my stomach out but all that comes out is the strings of watery saliva dripping down into the tray of food and the concrete. I slam my hands down on the floor and crawl over to the toilet I never use since my body feels heavy and burns from the center of my stomach out to the hairs that stick straight up on my skin.
"Y/n." J tries again a little more stern but I read it as fear
"Wait." I hold up a finger while I shove my others down my throat to trigger my stomach to flip and send up whatever it is burning up my throat and out of my mouth
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Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile
Fanfic"You're staring." Bucky speaks with some insecurity in his voice "You can't blame me, Barnes." I shake my head with a smirk. "You're just a sight I don't want to look away from." I flirt and he chuckles what sounds like a sigh of relief as he walks...
