I hate you, don't I? - Stucky

First kiss

Bucky woke from a kick to his legs. His head shot up and he squinted in the direction of the contact. He couldn't see anything at first so he had to rub his eyes until Steve's face came into view.

"Your turn to watch", was all he said.

His muscles ached when he stood and Steve swapped places with him on the ground. But when he looked back at the screens, it said it was five am already, when he should have been woke at four. He discreetly turned his head to see Steve's legs and frowned. There was no way the man would be nice enough to give him an extra hour.

The sun was well up when both men found themselves back in their own chairs. There was still no contact with the rest of the group and all they had to do now was wait until whoever was in charge decided to put the plans into motion.

But Bucky was tense. His brain had started to go through all sorts of information he'd been managing to suppress until now. His knee couldn't stop bobbing up and down and he'd started to bite at his nails.

He looked at Steve out the corner of his eye, but every time, the man was just watching the empty screens.

"How long do you think we'll be here?" Bucky asked after the silence was starting to suffocate him.

But Steve didn't answer, didn't even acknowledge him. But Bucky knew he heard. He had to in this tiny quiet room.

He sighed and turned back around to stare at the covered window ahead. He couldn't wait to get back to the tower and have a shower or sleep in an actual bed. And he couldn't wait to sit in his room by himself to process all these conflicting emotions.

He stood up and starting stretching, doing lunges and spinning on the spot to rid of his energy. It didn't work but at least his legs didn't feel like they were about to cramp anymore.

"I hope we're home before Saturday, that's when Strictlys on".

Not even a bit of humour could make the man any friendlier. It annoyed Bucky. He was actually trying to make this easier but the other clearly didn't want that. So he too sat in silence well into the afternoon.

The room was about to burst with awkward tense silence mixed with anger and something else. Both men silently wanted to throw open the doors and leave immediately. But it would ruin the mission for everyone, and they would most definitely get terrible scores, so they stayed put.

Bucky's stomach hurt with the nervousness of being in a situation like this for so long. He preferred his own company rather than the boisterousness of the other men. He tried one more time to make this easier.

"I bet the back up team are hoping it doesn't rain".

He was met with silence again which just enraged him. He no longer felt nervous or anxious and just wanted to yell at him.

"I've had enough", he gritted out as he stood up into the small space in the room.

Steve turned around in his chair and gave him a strange look.

"I've had enough of you ignoring me when this mission could be so much easier if you could just put your riotousness aside for one second!"

Steve's face turned angry as he stood up and towards Bucky.

"You think this is me?! You're the one that started the fight a few days ago and got us here!"

"That wasn't me! That was you AS ALWAYS! You think your so much better than everyone all the time!"

Steve scoffed.

"I don't think I'm better than anyone! I'm just doing the best I can and its not my fault that happens to be better than you!"

Bucky threw his arms up and started rambling.

"You do! Everyone's always looking to you like you're the greatest thing here, and everyone should always try and be like Steve Rogers! Yesterday Hill was so disappointed in you because you can do so much better! It's always about you, everyone is always looking to you! And I cant—"

Steve surged forward and pressed Bucky against the wall with his lips, blocking him in with his body. It was fast and aggressive and took a moment for Bucky to process.
Steve was about to pull away in shock at himself when Bucky spun them around and pressed Steve against the wall, kissing him harder.

They breathed heavily out their noses instead of pulling away for air and grabbed at each other. Bucky pulled at the neck on Steve's jacket and his other hand travelled to his waist whilst Steve threaded both his hands through Bucky's hair and held him close.

Their lips danced together as Steve let out small breaths, his eyes closed and the hands running over his chest could've made his eyes roll.
He opened his mouth further and let his tongue run along Bucky's lips. With a small moan, the man opened his mouth and let Steve explore him further.

Until sudden words came over the radio.

"Surveillance, anyone in building two?!"

The men broke apart with a gasp and red faces. Both of them stood there frozen and breathing heavily until Steve snapped out of it and ran to reply.

"Building two is empty, building three shows at least four people", he rasped out embarrassingly.

He stayed in his seat with wide eyes and didn't look back. His back looked rigidly straight as he went over what just happened.

He had no idea Bucky was gay? Maybe he wasn't. Oh god! But he had kissed back so maybe he wouldn't be angry at him. But who was he kidding? Of course Bucky would be angry, they hate each other, don't they?

He was panicking about turning around or not after Bucky hadn't said anything or moved when voices filled the radio and people flashed on the screen. It seems the others had decided to go ahead with the raid which made Bucky run forward and reply to anyone Steve couldn't.

Both of them were thankful for it as neither of them knew what to say. Now it was tense for an entirely different reason. Bucky was just glad to be busy. If he was confused before, he had no idea what to think now. Had he kissed him back? Oh god he had. He had so much to think about.

The rest of the mission lasted barely twenty minutes and every bit of it was busy with communications or packing away. And once that was done, they both left with red faces and without a word.