~y/n pov~
As soon as the mission brief ended, I decided to go over the file I was given when Wanda walked next to me.
"Hey," I said, closing the file to give her half my attention whilst we walked to the elevator.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" She said with a laugh like tone
"I'm ok??" I said, giving her a confused look.
"No, I meant about the mission. First mission with us, more specifically Bucky." He said, giggling like a school girl.
"Oh. Well, I'm feeling fine about it. It's just one mission. How bad could it be?." I said, shrugging my shoulders with a slight smile as we got the elevator.
Whoosh
"It can be pretty bad in my opinion," Pietro says, zooming into the elevator with a slushy.
"When did u have time to get that?" I ask
"I always have time, darling," He said with a smirk on his face. As the elevator doors close.
~Bucky pov~
As soon as the mission brief ended, I headed straight back to the training rooms. I needed to punch something. That's when I heard Steve run behind me to catch up. I turned and could see Wanda and y/n going in the opposite direction.
"Listen, i know you're not too happy about being on a team with y/n, but it's only for one mission. I mean, you couldn't expect to never be put on a mission with her," Steve says unconvincingly.
"OK." I said dryly. Steve was one of the people to make the final decisions. the least he could've done is take me off the mission.
~ Time skip he goes for a run before he decides to head to the training rooms, but first he's grabbing water from the common room [kitchen] ~
Y/n pov:
After I read through my files for the mission, I decided to go grab a snack. When I got there, i saw Bucky in the kitchen. (To my dismay)
"Wassup Sarge," I saw going to grab a coke from the fridge.
"Sarge?" He says half irritated half confused.
"Well ye, you used to be a Sargent or something right. So Sarge." I say, opening my coke with a bottle opener and taking a sip.
"Ye well, dont call me that. my name is Bucky." He said, putting his glass in the sink.
"OK, sarge," I say cockily with a smirk and a wink.
He almost immediately punces at me, forcing my back against the fridge, whilst his metal left forearm threatens against my neck. Being like a foot shorter I have to still look up to meet his eyes.
"My name is Bucky." He practically growls
"Hey!"Steve's voice yells from behind him as he races to spilt us up. Before he could, Bucky takes a step back, dragging his right hand through his hair.
"What happened!" Steve says concerned.
"Nothing." Bucky says, eyeing me then glancing at Steve and walking away.
Steve glances at me and follows Bucky.
