Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile

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Waking up was easy. It was nice, cool, refreshing. The only thing that was missing was Bucky. He put me to bed at whatever time it was and made up a lie to Aj saying I used too much magic which he was worried and left his own party to come and check on me but, I was already fast asleep but the time he rushed up to my room where he came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before leaving with a promise that he will set some cupcakes aside because he knows how much I loved them. It's still in the middle of the night when I look out of the balcony door windows which means that a lot of the adults are asleep and the very few who like to push their tiredness just a little further to get those last few beers and laugh in. How do I know that? I see it out of said balcony doors after getting up out of bed in only a robe when I was too tired to put anything else on.

That includes no bra and underwear.

"Mmm." I clear my throat after feeling the dryness of me probably mouth breathing as I make my way to the door and down the hallway to see that every light downstairs is on so I don't have to sneak my way through the kitchen all to grab a small container of cut up plums Bucky stored away for his breakfast tomorrow- or this morning but, it's alright, he can share

He doesn't care anyways.

I twist the lid off and set it on the counter above the silverware drawer, making it easy to grab a small fork and stab a smaller piece where the sweet juices hydrate my dry mouth and pull my shoulders up to my ears in absolute food comfort loving the sweet taste of the fruit Bucky always eats and I don't know why he didn't introduce it to me before. Humming a small tune I heard on the radio, I walk around the kitchen and feel the silk of my robe flow freely to an extent and brushing my skin right below my ass which doesn't bother me because there is no one else in this house. If I hear anyone, I can always change it with magic that is, at times, faster than the speed of light I like to imagine it to be.

"Hmm?" I hum when something outside catches my eye out of the window above the clean and bleached sink that makes my nose scrunch faintly at the smell and furrow my eyebrows at the sight that I can't see too clearly so I set down the fork and container of plums down on the counter and walk over to the back door before silently sliding it open

Well, I see Bucky talking to someone but he doesn't look too happy when he is waving his arms around in short, sharp movements, obviously trying to either calm someone down or tell them off. I can't see who he's talking to so I turn my body to the side and step out onto the night cold wooden deck as slow and soft as possible so he doesn't hear me. Michelle's head, face, and eventually body comes into view the more I walk out and she has a flirty smirk on her face that is the opposite of Bucky's angered frown and that alone confuses me but, Sam said that that is normal because from his words, Michelle is like a feline in heat who always backs her ass up to every male she can find.

"Be nice." I shake my head of the thoughts that almost make me smile and laugh out when it seems like everything Bucky is saying is going in one of her ears and flying out the other

She is completely refusing to listen to what he has to say and even cuts him off at times to insert something that obviously disgusts him when it scrunches on his face before he goes back to his main point and she's there again, cutting him off. I almost make my presence known to 'save' him from the obviously annoying conversation he is having before my eyes shoot open wide and I almost dry my pupils out that are in disbelief when my lips part before deeply turning downwards and they do

What seems like and my self proclaimed cold heart that was thawing drops to my feet in shattered pieces to remain frigid cold when I see Michelle suddenly grab for Bucky's face and pull him in for a kiss that makes him grunt but he doesn't do anything to pull away so he just stands there with his eyes closed and hands lifting up to hers where I spin around, not caring about the possible splinters when I feel the heartache in my chest that prevented me from seeing his hands pulling hers off of his face and pushing her away.