Mosaic (Bucky Barnes X OC / Winter Soldier x OC)

Chapter 21: Valeriy Ayers - Repeat (Part VI)

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Again, Bucky's hand slapped over my mouth. A shrug from me later, he sent a baffled expression my way from staring at his hand.

I stuck my tongue out again and he reflexively held his hand to his chest, looking quite protective of it.

"I'll stop teasing," I said, giving in with a grin. "Some billboard ads aren't much better than basically naked women either. Sex sells?"

Bucky sighed before his head tilted for my hand. "...The Five seveN?"

"The gun?" I held it, out to him, handle first. "I thought you spotted some Hydra asshat? And darts don't do too well with a piece of glass in the way?"

I followed after him as he placed the gun back in its assigned place.

"You're fine with seeing that?" Bucky questioned, glancing out the window again.

"Not a single fuck given."

Honestly, the blondie on the white horse was rather epic. Except for her boobs. Those things were more than likely to punch her the fuck out if the horse decided to make a jump.

When I spotted a group of kids running straight for the van, I barely managed to grab onto the back of Bucky's shirt.

"Maybe don't go covering kids' eyes? They might think you're trying to kidnap them or something shit."

"But they'll see it," he practically whined, anxiously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. His feet managed to move inch by inch towards the door with each shift. Made me wonder if my finger would give out before the seams of his shirt from how much it stretched. His muscles tensed the closer the kids got to the van.

"Yeah, but we don't need a bunch of paranoid parents on us. Kids are on a tight leash nowadays and "stranger danger" became a thing. So... maybe stay away from kids in general? Unless they're physically in trouble. Then have at it?"

I poked at the button for the blackout shades, still hanging onto Bucky whose muscles were wound tighter than a spring.

"Come on, beautiful."

"Huh – "

"Let's google some breakfast place for takeout. Maybe the best cinnamon buns in Saskatoon?"

That had him perk up, going for the tablet.

'And we're safe from crazy parents. Yay....'

"There's a place ten kilometers away," Bucky pointed out on the map. "I'm coming along."

"...."

Between Bucky trying to save some kid's innocent eyes and my plans in Saskatoon, I was stuck as what to do.

'The Safeway thing yesterday must have bothered him a lot more than I thought.... Shit.'

"I won't hurt anybody. I won't touch anyone," he tried.

"That's not a problem, Bucky. I already know you're not going to hurt people."

'But I don't want you to find out I've been pilfering cars this whole time.... Or being there when I break into one of the Puppet's safe houses to bug Eve about her search for the kid. Nor can I risk you finding out about said kid she's been looking for. You're probably going to go all one man army on the trafficking ring... and the monsters on that tablet for using.... Shit, I can't even say that I need someone to keep an eye on the motorhome.'