Marvel Imagines

Fighting

• Female Y/n •

Bucky follows me into the kitchen. I huff annoyed as the other members of the team look up. They watch as I grab pieces of bread aggressively and some things out the fridge. "Y/n! Don't just walk off and ignore me!" He shouts at me. I hear mumbles from the team and I shove a knife into a block of butter and run it over the slices of bread.

I look him in the eyes and glare, "You're so fucking ignorant Bucky." He yell at him loudly. He smashes his metal hand on the counter causing it to crack. "Fuck sake Barnes! You're childish!" I shout at him. He walks round the island to me.

He rolls his eyes and towers over me. "Y/n. Tell me. Why do you act like a princess?" He asks me sarcastically to annoy me.

I roll my eyes and huff. "What going on?" Tony asks someone one the team.

"Y/ns been a princess way to long." Bucky tells them but aims at me angrily.

I smirk at him, "Y/n has a gun with no safety on!" I tell him as I reach behind me and pull the gun from my jeans and place it on the side. Throwing the knife across the side onto the floor I put the sandwich meat onto the bread before putting it together.

Bucky grabs me, "Y/n needs to listen when I fucking talk." He tells me in a more flirty way.

Knowing where it'll go I grab the gun and place it to his stomach stomach where everyone can see. "Y/n thinks Bucky is about to get shot!" I tell him with a psychotic smile on my face.