Dark Desires (Bucky Barnes) ((Steve Rogers))

Chapter 34: When?

The rest of their time in Wakanda had gone quickly. Cara loved this place. Every moment she was here she felt safe, felt at ease, and felt mesmerized by everything around her. The jungle, the city, the palace, the sunsets- all of these things had become a part of her in some way. She and Shuri had even come up with a secret handshake. Not to mention, everything, all of the worlds troubles, all of her troubles, seemed to melt away here.

Alas, their time was short. Bucky had only needed a few days recovery before duty called. The 5 of them had been called back to the tower urgently by Tony, for what they weren't sure. But the quinjet ride home was strange. The air was thick with tension, with question, with frustration. Finally Cara couldn't take it anymore.

"So no one is going to say anything the whole way back then?" She blurted out, standing anxiously.

They all looked at her in surprise for the sudden outburst except Bucky. Bucky just turned to stare at her with one of his emotionless stares on his face. They both shared the same chaotic torment inside, a bond that formed not only when Shuri accidentally connected them to one another, but a bond that formed the moment Cara thought Steve had died. He already knew what she was thinking before she could say it.

"What do you want to talk about? I was personally enjoying a little quiet after the last few weeks of all of this Hydra/Cap shit, no offense. Not to mention whatever it is that has Tony all worked up, but sure, we can chit chat." Clint said rubbing his eyes.

"She wants Steve and I to make up and be best friends again." Bucky blurted out.

Steve half laughed at what he had said, rolling his eyes, shaking his head slightly. To a certain degree their connection annoyed him.

"Well Buck, I never said you weren't my best friend." Steve said with a lack of interest.

"Choking him the second you woke up could have fooled me." Nat chimed in.

Steve gave Natasha a threatening stare so cold that she sat back, swallowing hard, looking away from his gaze. Cara was cautious with her next words, clearly something was on his mind and she had a feeling she knew exactly what was causing his temper.

"All you have to do is say no." Cara offered.

Steve bit his lip laughing to himself as he cocked his head to the side. Sighing heavily he stood up so suddenly, standing inches from her in a way that made Clint stand up too, uncomfortable with the intimidating way Steve was standing in front of his sister.

"Sit down Clint!" Cara and Steve yelled together.

Clint looked at Cara, making sure she was sure. When her face remained unchanged he sat, clenching his jaw. She turned her attention back to Steve. He looked down at her possessively, licking his lips before giving a small smile, he then shook his head.

"No I can't say no, can I Cara? I can but not entirely, because I love you. Sorry if I'm not gung-ho excited about it. That will never happen. It's just going to take getting used to." Steve said unimpressed.

Not saying a word, Cara simply stared back at him unwavering. Steve looking at her lips briefly before returning his gaze to her eyes. Noticing, Cara smirked slightly before standing on her tip toes to give him a prolonged gentle kiss.

"Dude come on." Clint said to her annoyed.

"I will kiss my fiancé, whenever I please Clint." Cara responded meeting Steve's eyes as she said it.

"I know all assassins aren't right Cara but fuck, something is seriously wrong with you." Clint muttered under his breath.

Steve softened slightly, relaxing at her touch, her lips. She had changed slightly in his absence, she was stronger, and he admired her for it. She was still his girl and always would be, but she was also a force to be reckoned with. Unbeknownst to her, he had seen footage from the past year and a half from missions, training, and everything in between. All had left him impressed and proud to say the least. Clint's next comment brought his attention back to the current moment.