Electric Love || Bucky Barnes X OC

Chapter 8

Since our take-off time was seven am I was up by five so I could get ready, drink a lot of coffee and eat something. Natasha was in the kitchen when I came in for my third cup of coffee. "How much coffee have you had this morning?" she asked as she poured herself a cup of black coffee

"Not enough given that it's 6:45 am and I typically don't even wake up till after eight. But uh, this is my third."

She watched me while I made my coffee with my favorite coffee syrup and oat milk. "Okay, what did I just watch?"

"I don't like my coffee bitter, hop off my dick Nat." I laughed as she picked up the oat milk like it was some new invention

"So we're milking oats now?"

"Someone is but it's not me."

"Can you two please stop whatever it is you're doing and get to the jet?" Bucky snipped as he came into the kitchen

"We've got time, we're just getting coffee, cranky pants," Natasha responded

"Do we need to reboot you so you won't be so crabby because we've got to be stuck on a jet together for eight hours and I don't want to deal with you're attitude?" I asked as he started getting himself a cup of coffee

"I won't be so crabby if you promise not to run your big fucking mouth the whole eight hours." 

"I could never be quiet for eight hours, you'd get bored. Just give up Cyborg, we all know you secretly like having me around."

"Keep pushing my buttons, Mia, and see what happens. I hate being sent out to test trainees enough already, the fact that it's you is almost enough to make me call in sick."

"Can a super soldier even get sick?" Nat asked

"No."

"Be careful or I'll tell Steve you're threatening to lie and pretend to be sick to get out of missions, I don't think he'd take too kindly to that."

Bucky towered over me as he glared down at me, backing me into the corner where the counters met. "I'll take that as my cue to leave, hopefully, I'll see you alive in a few minutes Mia." Natasha chuckled the whole way out but my eyes never left Bucky

His baby blue eyes bore into mine and I was helpless. He could've done just about anything at that moment and I would've let it happen. I stood there in a silent shock as he got closer to me until our bodies were almost pressed together. This was the closest we'd been up until this point and everything about him was drawing me in. His scent was overpowering as it washed over me and I wanted to drown in it. He smelled so masculine, like a combination of leather, spices, and cologne. Holy fuck did I want to kiss him right now. He roughly grabbed my chin and tilted my head so we were locking eyes. "Mia, this is a serious mission and you need to knock off your shit before it gets us in trouble. This is all fun and games here but you have to be serious once we get off that jet, got it?"

He was so close to me that I could feel his breath on my face and I was now drowning in the smell of him. My heart was pounding and I was sure anyone could have heard it but especially with how close he was to me. I felt his other hand brush against mine, sending electricity through my whole body and I finally remembered how to use words.

"Yes, sir." 

I swear I didn't mean to call him sir but it slipped out and I swear I saw him smirk when I said it. "Good girl."

He did not just say that to me. I was at a loss for words when he pulled away and dropped his hand away from my face. He didn't say anything else, he just took his coffee and left me standing there speechless. I've never in my life been speechless, I'm a Stark and we are never speechless so what the hell just happened? After taking a minute to gather my thoughts and pick my jaw up off the floor, I went to grab my bag and headed for the jet. "I see you lived." Nat giggled