With Him | Bucky x Reader | Enemies with Benefits

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Y/n's POV:

James had told me that he was going to look around the boat on his own and try to see if anyone was acting strangely so I took it as an opportunity to unpack my stuff in privacy. I also took a proper look around the cabin, It was nicely decorated if a bit flashy, and the bed itself seemed fairly soft. Even the bathroom didn't seem too unusual despite being on a boat. And, reluctantly, I felt that things with Barnes were going fairly well. I sent him a message telling him we had to get to lunch and then replied to a message from Wanda.

Wands🪄

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How's it going?

It could be worse, but there's only one bed

Typical Tony right?

actually he said he tried to get us twins...

Oh yeah, 

I Just forgot😂 

right...

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But at that moment I heard the door click and James walked back in for us to head to the dining room.

"We need to come up with a story" he said once we were sat down with our food.

 "I was thinking that too, we can't go around each telling our own version of how we met and our wedding." I replied "So... How did we meet then?" 

"At work?" he suggested, 

"Ok, I was in the office and you brought me a coffee instead of the usual guy." I responded. This may have been the first conversation where we hadn't argued, ever. "We got married a year and a half ago? Recently enough that Its believable seeing as I'm only supposed to be 26 but long enough ago that we're no longer in the "oh its our honeymoon, I'm so in love" phase." I proposed

 "sounds good to me," He replied.

Throughout the rest of lunch we got along quite well, Barnes told me about his life in the 30s, and a lot about pre-serum Steve. "I can't imagine Steve being my height!" 

"Well think about how weird it was for me when suddenly I had to look up to the little guy!" he replied.

 We were having a surprisingly good time until I noticed a couple of the waiters looking in our direction and passing notes. "Will," I said, not quite catching James's attention. "Will!" I hissed, "Don't look now, but I think something's up with the servers over there." 

"I think you might be right Lola," he responded. I looked around us and we weren't exactly acting like the other couples around us: holding hands and kissing.

 I took his metal hand in mine and he looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Look around." I whispered, "Is this alright?" I asked. "Yeah," he commented "they gave me a new, slightly less recognisable arm for the mission so things just feel different, that's all." I nodded and we continued with our meal.

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Bucky's POV:

We were sleeping. Well Y/n was sleeping, I wasn't. This was for multiple reasons: number 1, Our horny neighbours were going at it and all I could hear were thumps and moans. Number 2, I usually have nightmares and I didn't want to deal with that when there was someone else in the room, I could scare her, or worse. And number 3, I hadn't actually slept next to a woman in around 70 years and I was unsure of what might happen. 

Despite our lunchtime conversation being surprisingly enjoyable, I wouldn't be able to bear it if we woke up in each other's arms. Y/n was still the same Y/n who had irritated me every day since I had met her.

"What is that?" I was hauled out of my thoughts by the sound of Y/n's voice. She sounded tired, and even if I wasn't sleeping I thought that she probably deserved a bit of rest so I replied 

"It's just the neighbours, they woke me up too so let's just try and go back to sleep." I heard her make an agreeing sound and almost laughed but kept it to myself and let her get back to her dreams.

We didn't have one quiet evening over the next few nights and although it didn't bother me that much, (I hadn't been sleeping much, just running off for naps in the middle of the day and drinking as many cups of coffee as humanly possible) Y/n had been getting quite irritated so she went to ask one of the staff some questions.

 About ten minutes later she returned, and she didn't look happy. "Its a honeymoon suit." she said before sitting on the bed and looking me directly in the eye, "she said that the "target demographic" for this type of room was newlywed couples. I'm going to cut off Tony's dick when we get back!" 

"Look," I said calmly "I'm sure he just booked the most expensive room on the ship without looking at the type." even though I knew that once I got back I would fucking kill Tony Stark.

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