Doll. // Bucky Barnes X OC

FORTY

A/N: Thank you for being so patient with me on this story! Been going through some personal stuff and been doing my best to get back into writing again. Hopefully I'll be more frequent with updating!

It was March 13th, meaning Bucky and Melany could move into their new home in two days. They were currently sitting in their car outside the compound, getting the courage walk through the doors and gather the rest of their things for the house.

Bucky groaned as he leaned his head back against the headrest, squeezing his eyes shut. "I'm still fucking pissed at him."

"I know you are, but it's over. Maybe he's finally got it in his head that I want you. Not him." Melany retorted.

"This is Steve we're talking about. He might kill me himself if he knew he could have you back." Bucky challenged, looking over at her.

"That's a lie and you know it. He's your best friend, Bucky." Melany crossed her arms over her chest. "Just talk to him please."

"No." Bucky grumbled, rolling his eyes. "You don't talk to him either." He said.

She looked at him for a moment, eyes throwing daggers at him and her jaw clenched. "Don't tell me what to do." She spit back, reaching for the door handle. "I'll talk to whoever I want to talk to."

"Stop." He reached for her hand. "You're being ridiculous."

"I'm being ridiculous?" She scoffed, rolling her eyes. His jaw clenched and his nostrils flared. "You won't even talk to him. You won't let him apologize. You won't let him explain." She took her hand back rather harshly, continuing to glare at him.

"What the fuck is there to explain?" Bucky bit back, his voice growing in volume as he spoke. "He was eating you out on our bed, when you literally couldn't see him. He was strategic about it, meaning he was fucking waiting for the moment he could jump on you." He held his hand up when she opened her mouth to speak. "He told me he didn't regret it, Mel. If he needs to apologize to anybody – he needs to apologize to you. The fact that you don't see that is fucking beyond me." He said, cupping her face in his hands as he spoke harshly.

"Maybe he just-" she began as she pushed him off her.

"Don't." He growled, getting out of the car and slamming the door before she could finish. She could see the heat of rage flowing off him as he walked into the building, leaving her in the car.

She sighed, feeling tears prick the corners of her eyes as she got out of the car. She wiped under her eyes, letting the twinkle of her engagement ring catch her gaze. She sighed as she looked down at it, fiddling with it between her fingers.

She did love him, or else she wouldn't have accepted. This shit with Steve was just getting on her nerves because they were supposed to be friends, he was supposed to be there for his best friend, and now they're not even speaking.

She sighed as she pushed through the front doors immediately being engulfed in a group hug. "We're so glad to see you!" Nat smiled, squeezing her with Wanda.

She hugged them back with a smile, "hey girls." She smiled as they pulled away.

"What're you doing here, and why is Bucky all mad?" Wanda asked, pushing Melany and Nat with her to the kitchen.

Melany sighed, sitting on one of the stools. "We're packing up most of our stuff for the new house, and we got into a fight before he came in." She sighed, fiddling with her engagement ring on her finger.

"About me?" They heard a deep voice from behind them, it was Steve.

Melany cleared her throat and straightened up, putting her hands in her lap as she looked at him. "Yeah." She whispered. "You should talk to him."