Bucky x Suicidal!Reader

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(Y/N POV)

Dressing in my nicer clothing, a slight professionalism while being casual. I open the door to see Barnes' door across the hall open too. His face a little flushed. We both look at each other for a moment. "Are you sick?" I ask.

His faces turns a shade redder. "What? No!" He stammers. "Why?"

I walk up to him, shutting my door behind me. "Your face is red silly." I put my hand on his forehead that's burning hot.

He stares into my eyes a brief flash in his eyes appear, an unknown emotion to me. He clears his throat. "I should be alright, don't worry about it." He grabs my hand and takes it off of his forehead.

"Are you sure?" My stomach begins to flutter again. Why do I care all the sudden?

He gulps a little and releases my hand which causes it to swing to my side. "I'm sure, lets go eat." He places his hand on my back, the warmth of it spreading throughout my back. Butterflies still fluttering in my stomach I nod and we start heading to the main room where everyone waited for us. Before entering the room he quickly took his hand off my back and readjusted his suit jacket down.

I hadn't noticed what he was wearing until now, a nice grey suit. It was crinkled though. His hair a bit sweaty. It looked like he tried styling it but somehow in a short span of time it got all messed up. I don't understand why he'd choose to style it that way.

We walk in together and Steve snaps his head up. He took one look at Barnes and another look at me. Why is he being weird? I thought. He returned his gaze to Barnes and it looked like a small engage of glances took place. I sat down next to Nat who was touching her lipstick up.

She turns to me. "You look nice!" She smiles with a genuine smile. "Well, you look like you but more fancy." She does a little upper body and arm shimmy at fancy

I chuckle a little. "I'm not a fancy girl Nat." 

I take a gaze at Barnes, which seemed to make Nat follow my gaze. "Why are we looking at Bucks?" She whispered.

"He was acting strange, like he had a fever or something." I whispered back while turning my gaze back to a weird smile on her face. Like she knew something I didn't. "What?"

Her smile quickly fades. "Nothing, when you're older."

"Come on I'm like a hundred years old I can handle it."

She laughs a bit. "Later then, we are in a room full of people."

"Whatever." I scoff at her.

Not a minute later Tony arrives in the room. "Okay, to go to the venue we have to take separate cars." He pulls out a list, assuming its the car buddy list. "Steve and I are going in my car. Bucky, Y/n, and Nat are going in Steves car." I get grouped up with Barnes. Great..