Yes, Mr. Barnes. // Bucky Barnes X Reader

THIRTEEN

A/N: bit of a filler chapter but it's an update! Please vote and comment :)

While you were planning out your romantic evening with James Barnes, across town Loki was greeted at 7AM Saturday morning to a harsh knock. He groaned awake, checking the time.

"What the fuck?" He grumbled, getting out of bed. He slipped a shirt over his head as the pestering knocking continued. He opened the door and immediately his eyes grew wide.

"Aldrich?" He asked, stepping aside as Aldrich stormed through his apartment.

"Why haven't you been answering my calls?" Aldrich snapped at him.

Loki furrowed his brow, growing extremely confused. "Did you now get my message? I've been compromised. I can't work for you anymore." Loki spoke as he walked past Aldrich and into the kitchen.

Aldrich's blue eyes burned with rage at how calm Loki was being. "Can you at least tell me that you've been keeping tabs on Y/N?" He asked, leaning against the countertop of Loki's extremely small kitchen.

"No." He said, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"No?" Aldrich repeated. "What the fuck do you mean no?"

"James had a PI looking into me, too, Aldrich. I couldn't anymore. My reputation could've been so fucked because of you." Loki bit back. "So, no, after her and I ended things, I haven't been 'keeping tabs'." Loki rolled his eyes.

Loki's comment on being with you went completely over Aldrich's head, at least for a moment. "Do you at least know where she lives?"

Loki shook his head. "We always came back here."

"What do you mean?" Aldrich tilted his head at Loki with a hard glare, which Loki proudly returned.

"I never went to her place, and I didn't get the chance nor did I really care to get the information." Loki responded, taking another sip of his coffee.

"You two were together?" Aldrich asked, spitting it through his teeth. His jaw clenched and his hands balled into fists at his sides.

"Yes."

"You fucked her?" Aldrich asked, with just as much venom as before.

"Why is it important?" Loki laughed slightly, putting his empty mug in the sink. "Who even is she to you anyway?" Loki asked as he tried to walk past Aldrich.

"She's my fucking wife!" Aldrich spat, pushing Loki back into the kitchen. "That's what she fucking is to me!" He groaned, breathing heavily.

"She's what?" Loki asked, completely in shock. "Oh, god."

Aldrich chuckled, a small smile growing on his face. "Tell me about it."

"What the fuck?" Loki mumbled under his breath. He ran into his bedroom, immediately reaching for his phone.

"If you try to ask her, she'll deny it." Aldrich yelled out.

"Why?" Loki sputtered, trying to wrap his head around the fact that you were fucking married.

"She ran off after we lost our second kid. Changed her name and everything." Aldrich chuckled as he thought about you. "She tried to erase me out of her life, and I guess it worked." He paused as Loki slowly walked back into the kitchen, his phone in his hand. "She went fucking crazy, tried attacking me one night, saying it was my fault we lost both kids." Aldrich started feeding Loki a story, knowing that you were too afraid to open up about what actually happened.

Aldrich needed people here that he could have connections with, just to get to you.

"What was her name before?" Loki asked. Loki knew he shouldn't trust Aldrich, but you never told him anything about Aldrich before. He knew about an ex, but that was it.