With Him | Bucky x Reader | Enemies with Benefits

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Y/n's POV:

This time, James and I were on a surveillance mission. 

Things were a bit calmer between us after our joint destruction of the therapist in yellow and this 5-day watch was going fairly well, only two arguments after three full days!

It probably helped that we had spent a couple of hours a day fucking, but the site we were meant to be monitoring was boring as fuck and we were really only here to keep an eye on the cameras. We could review the tapes if we missed any changes anyway.

The only problem was that today was July 4th and that meant fireworks.

Fireworks were bad news. They were going to take my mind back to the places I didn't want to go to. They were going to force the memories of that day back onto me.

It was bad enough that I heard them almost every night in my nightmares, but facing them in real life was always ten times worse.

There was no avoiding it either. The apartment we were staying in was high up and right in the center of the city. It overlooked tons of rooftops, that's what made it perfect for surveillance but it also meant that I was going to have a front-row seat to every firework show in LA tonight.

I was pulled out of my internal freak-out by Barnes when he spoke out of the blue.

"Woah Y/n/n, you're smarter than I thought!" 

"I've already told you not to call me that." I turned my head to find him lounging on the bed of the small room. It was the only room with a view of our surveillance zone so we had spent most of our time in there. "What are you reading anyway?"

James chucked my file at me and pushed himself up the bed a little. "I'm only reading it to get you to shut up."

"You brought it out here to LA?" I commented as I flicked through the pages. It was weird to bring it here from the compound.

"I figured I would have plenty of time to read it." I didn't realize you spoke so many languages, when did you learn?"

"It's all in there if you keep reading." I answered, passing it back to him.

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FILE: Y/L/N, Y/N

Name:
Y/n Y/l/n

Age:
24 years

Date of Birth:
08/26/1992

Height:
5'4" (164 cm)

Eye Colour:
Blue

Hair Color:
Brown

Training:
SHIELD Level 10 Diploma
Karate Black Belt
Tai Kwan Do Black Belt
Judo Black Belt
HERCULES Program Graduate 

Employment Record:
Avenger (SHIELD Avengers Initiative) [March 2014 - CURRENT]
Commander (SHIELD Espionage Unit) [April 2013-Febuary 2014]
Instructor (SHIELD Development Program) [September 2012 - April 2013]
Cashier (Walmart) [1st-7th March 2014]

Fluent in:
English
German
Russian
French
Spanish
Italian
Portuguese
Danish
Romanian
ASL
Latin

Relations:
Alicia Y/l/n (Mother) [DECEASED]
Harrison Y/l/n (Father) [DECEASED]
Adrian Y/l/n (Brother) [DECEASED]

Skills:
Limited Telepathy

IQ:
173

Blood type:
O-

Weaknesses:
Weak Lateral Collateral Ligament (right knee)

Previous Medical Procedures/Treatments:
Operation on Right Knee
Operation on multiple fractures (left collar bone, left radius, right radius and ulna, left tibia)
Therapy for PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder)
Therapy for GAD (Generalised Anxiety Disorder)

THE HERCULES PROGRAM :
The Hercules Program was a program initially set up by the US government to help destroy HYDRA in the 1940s. It focused on training young pupils in:
H- Hacking
E- Explosive Warfare
R- Rescue
C- Combat
U- Undercover Research
L- Linguistics
E- Espionage
S- Strategy

During the Cold War, the government had other issues to deal with and control of the Hercules Program fell into unstable hands. The majority of the "pupils" were orphans found on the streets or taken from the system. The last base was shut down in 2013 after an investigation revealed poor conditions and evidence of child abuse. The children in training there were sent to new families and the qualified and trained adult agents/graduates were distributed across other government bases and projects.

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"Hang on, woah, woah, woah." James stopped, looking at me with a shocked expression. "Did that say Telepathy? Can you read my mind?"

"Why, thinking about me when you jerk off?" I retorted, turning my head back to the window. 

"Would- Would you know if I had?" He replied, his usually confident voice faltering.

"Relax, it's not like that." I reassured him, although it would be fun to taunt him about that later. 

"Its a hereditary thing. "I began to explain. "It's genetic I guess, and we could only communicate with other people in my family. I got it from my Mom, who got it from her Dad but by the time they died, both of my parents had it because they were 'in love' or something." 

James looked like he was following along, so I continued. "My Nana never got the ability though, her marriage was arranged by their parents and I guess my Grandpa never loved her like that, even though they got along alright."

"Weird." Barnes mumbled, not really knowing what to do with himself. 

The issue with this mission was how awkward it was between us during the day. When we were arguing or fucking everything was fine, but we didn't really know how to talk to each other about normal things, it just became uncomfortable.

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