"Pinch! Punch! First day of the month! No returns!"
Clint did it every year. Not every month, just June.
The day after your birthday.
But this year, you had a hangover from the party the night before.
"UUGGHH!" you groaned and rolled over on the couch. It was where you had passed out the night before, and no one had bothered to move you.
"Will you shut up?!" Tony yelled from the other couch. "Some of us have a hangover!"
"Shut up" you moaned into the cushions.
"You are so loud."
"Says you. I barely got any sleep you were snoring like a pig."
"I think that was you."
"Just shut up Tony."
"You shut up."
"Hmmm."
"Hmmmmm."
Clint laughed as you both moaned at each other, then he left to let you have some more rest. You didn't get any before someone else entered the room. They sat on the couch by your feet.
"Hey y/n, you awake?" Bucky asked.
"Mmmm."
"Can we talk..."
"I'm tired."
"About what happened last night."
You rolled over to look at him. You studied his face as you tried to recall what happened.
He could see you struggling to remember.
"Um. You kissed me" he whispered.
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
"No-"
"No, really. That shouldn't have happened. It was really stupid."
"It shouldn't have happened?"
"No. It didn't mean anything. I was drunk and I was just having some fun."
"Oh. Yeah. Me too" Bucky smiled softly.
"Can I go back to sleep now?" You were already closing your eyes.
"Yeah, sorry."
He sat still for a moment until he heard you snoring softly. He smiled; it was kind of cute. Then he left you alone.
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The Fight You Couldn't Win
Hayran Kurgu"I know you're a fighter y/n. You work so hard, you prove every day that you are strong, you keep persisting... I'm just saying, you don't have to. It's okay to let yourself be a little weaker sometimes." Y/n Barton is an agent, working with the Av...
