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Buckaroo

In which you hate each other pt. 1

"Steve, you're really gonna pick HER side?!" Barnes screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Yes he is because I'm right!" I yelled back.

I can't stand James. The day Steve found out he was alive, I should've killed him anyway. Maybe I'm being dramatic, but you don't understand how much hell this man costs me on a daily basis. Anything I say, he fights me on.

For example, during a team meeting last week I simply suggested that we use the stake out method to catch a group of criminals that we'd just been informed were gonna be at a specific location at a specific time. And for no reason at all, he fought me endlessly on how we should just ambush them.

I know fully well that the only reason he didn't want to stake them out was because it takes longer, but ambushing then would be a stupid idea. We didn't even know how many of them there were. At least with a stake out, we can calculate how much force we need to bring and plan accordingly. Charging into battle is just not smart and I tried to explain that, but he just wouldn't listen. Like always.

Clint thought that everyone in the compound should get together and have dinner and we'd all split the bill which we all agreed on, so this time we were arguing over where to eat tonight. And yes, we argue over petty shit like that too. After he started to nit pick at every little thing I do, I decided to start doing it back. After a while it just became something we often do.

And it didn't help that I always found him extremely attractive. Even his annoyance couldn't cure me of that. I knew I didn't like the guy but I couldn't deny that he was super handsome. And our arguments weren't always fueled by anger. Sometimes they were fueled by frustration.... a certain kind of frustration. The tension that built as we argued was thick enough to cut through.

But even with the tension, the fussing got real old real fast.

"Why can't you two just eat at separate restaurants?" Steve asked. "I can get what Y/n is getting and you can eat what you want, Buck."

"Because how are we supposed to split the bill if we don't eat at the same place?" He asked, causing me to roll my eyes. Of course he just had to come up with another excuse to argue.

"I'll pay for everyone for Christ's sake." Tony said with his head in his hands, clearly frustrated with the both of us.

"You shouldn't have to do that," James argued. "Y/n should just not have bad taste in food."

"Shut the fuck up, Barnes, it's not even that big of a deal." I rolled my eyes.

We continued to argue until I got so frustrated with him that I simply shook my head and walked away.

"Y/n," Steve called after me. "Where are you going?"

"Not eating." I answered and walked back to my floor of the compound.

Usually I'd argue James to death, but I just couldn't find the strength to do it anymore. Us fighting over whether or not to get sushi or tacos is just unnecessary and it's quite draining. Yeah sometimes these arguments were admittedly fun, but sometimes they were utterly irritating.

I walked into my bedroom and laid on my bed, pulling up the doordash app so that I could just order my sushi and forget about James.

In the meantime while I waited for my food to arrive, I watched a bit of tv and just relaxed. Of course while I watched I got a million texts from the Avengers asking if I was ok. I answered them all saying that I was fine and that I'd get food by myself. They all graciously accepted my decision and left it alone after a while.