I hate you, don't I? - Stucky

Getting to know each other

The next day was full of theory lessons that had all the trainees stuck in classrooms for hours. But Steve and Bucky didn't seem to mind. They took fleeting glances at each other that had Bucky's cheeks reddening and Steve smiling.

Nat watched and rolled her eyes affectionately as everyone else was oblivious to the new relationship of the men.

Steve seemed much happier than he had been recently. Hell, he seemed happier than most times she'd seen him. The guy was so obviously stressed and needed something other than work. And maybe this was it.

She moved her arm out to elbow him and waited for him to turn to face her.

"You know I'll kill him if you need, right?"

Now Steve blushed as he hadn't realised she was watching. But he nodded.

"I know. Thank you", he said shyly before turning away and sneaking another look at Bucky.

Later that evening, Steve sat in his bed with his laptop playing Bridget Jones's baby. Nat had given him a list of various shows and films and this was at the top.

As he was realising another film came before this and he hoped it wouldn't make it confusing, someone knocks lightly on his door. Bucky peeked in with his eyes flicking between Steve and the floor.

"I was just- umm- wondering... if you wanted to hang out. If you're not busy!" He quickly added with a bit of panic.

Steve grinned and immediately scooted over and patted the space beside him.

"I'd love that", he said as Bucky started walking over. "I'm just watching a movie, we can change it if you want?"

Bucky sat gently next to Steve, leaning against the headboard but leaving as much space as possible between each other. He peered down at the screen before gasping.

"I love Bridget Jones's baby!"

Steve was shocked, it didn't seem like the sort of film he could see Bucky watching. But then he reminded himself that he didn't know Bucky all that well. And so, he was going to learn.

"This is my first time seeing it", Steve commented.

Bucky seemed to relax a little more into the bed and happily started talking about it.

"Oh! It's so good. And it's so funny when they're at the festival or interviewing someone. I wont spoil it".

Steve smiled as the man spoke excitedly about the film he was only half interested in before Bucky arrived. He was starting to think he'd rather listen as Bucky told him the entire plot.

But he was right. Steve was really enjoying it and it was much funnier than he expected.

Half way through the film, both men had slouched down slightly and had began leaning closer to each other. Their shoulders touching gently.

Steve turned his head to look at Bucky and waited for him to turn around.

"What's your favourite colour?"

"Huh?" Bucky asked.

"Your favourite colour. What is it? I don't know much about the real you, so I'm starting there".

Bucky grinned and thought about it.

"I like purple. What about you?"

"Blue, but that's a boring answer so I'm going with my second favourite yellow".

Bucky laughed and scrunched his face, leaning further against Steve.

"So, I know I basically called you self absorbed, sorry for that by the way, but what is the real you? I'm assuming you don't want to be better than everyone?"