The Red Devil Bucky Barnes x male reader

The morning

You woke up and due to the sudden light that assaulted your eyes as they opend you fell blind for a few seconds, slowly sitting up in your bed

'Bed?'

Eyes suddenly opening in a hurry in a way that you weren't quite sure if it was in pannic or defence your eyes now attempted to take in all the information of the room whilst attempting to remember everything that had happened since yesterday

You were currently sat up in a bed with a clean white comforter still covering the majority of you as you took in the layout of the room,

It was the same as yours, the walls were also in the same place however the curtains had been opend and next to the bathroom door was a hamper that contained some of what you would assume to be clothes waiting for their turn to be washed, there also seemed to be more objects in the room, in here there was a record player as well as a few shelves filled with books, you had the same shelf in your room however the difference being yours much like everything else in your room was still bare

So you knew you were still in the compound just not the correct room

'What happened '
'Went to sleep.. woke up.. went to the kitchen for a drink, Bucky found me'

Then the sound of the door to the bathroom opening pulled you from your thoughts

Bucky then walked out of the bathroom with damp hair and a towel wrapped around his waist for a second he didn't notice you as you sat silently looking at him from his bed

"Your awake then"

Bucky walked over to a set of draws where he began sorting out what he was going to wear

"Why-"

"You didn't want to sleep, and said i couldn't leave you, it was just easier to take you into my room- and no dont worry about the bed i normaly sleep on the floor anyway because-"

"-the beds are so soft you feel like your sinking through them and are at risk of drowning"

You finished for him, now you had his full attention

"Yeah makes sense youd feel the same about it, surprised you can get drunk though"

"Can you not?"

"No, neither can Steve, but hydra did try things on you that they didn't try on me so that could explain it"

You gave him a silent nod

"Was it your friend?"

"What"

"Last night, you said he wouldn't let you sleep, was it your friend?"

"...yeah"

" the man from that picture"

"... Yeah"

The room then fell into silence and the look on Buckys face showed he was contemplating what to say next

"it wouldn't of been your fault red"

"You don't know that"

"Yes I do"

Not long after that conversation you excused yourself from his room not wanting to become anymore of a burden to him, and also so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable with the presence of another man in his bed whilst he stood half naked across from you, you may not know a lot about the modern world but you'd bet your life that people still talked

After some time of being sat in your room the sound of a knock on your door echoed through your room

You walked over to the door and opened it to find the red head from the meeting stood in front of you with a careful smile

"Hey"

"Morning, may I help you"

"I thought it was important to introduce myself properly"

You stepped aside slightly so that you weren't in the way to your room

"Would you like to come in?"

"Thank you"

After shutting the door you sat across from her

"I thought our induction was a bit to formal"

"Well if that's the case let's start over, it's a pleasure to met you, my names Y/n Y/L/n"

She flashed a warm smile before responding

"It's lovely to meet you y/n, my name's Natasha but you can call me Nat"

"Well Nat, may I ask if Fury sent you to speak to me"

"No he didn't, I'm here for my own reasons"

"And what reasons would that be?"

"Curiosity"

"And why's that"

"Stark doesn't trust you, that's not surprising, but Steve wants too, and Barnes is protective of you, and Fury wants you here and at the meeting i almost thought you were mute, until you wiped the floor with Stark"

"Miss Romanoff, is this a social visit or are you here on business?"

"I haven't decided yet"

"Which would be your preference?"

"I'd rather it be social, I think that's what you'd rather too"

Suddenly her posture changed to a far more relaxed one as she leaned back in her seat

"So how about I ask a question and then you ask me one back"

You wouldn't lie, she herself was intriguing, you knew her words and actions were constantly being planed and calculated in her head
So you nodded allowing her to ask the first question

"Favourite colour?"
Her head angled itself slightly in curiosity as it awaited your answer

"Green, where are you from?"

"I was from Russia, what do you hate about this room the most?"

"I miss my chair, do you trust Steve?"

"More than I trust most, what was your chair like?"

"Old, comfortable it was a brown leather little bit wobbly used to put a bit of folded newspaper under one leg so it wouldn't rock, what information is it you want from me?"

"I want to work out who you are, how do I know your not still Hydra?"

"Because if I was I wouldn't know what my favourite colour is nor would I remember my favourite chair, when were you trained?"

"At a very young age, do you trust anyone?"

Suddenly there was a pause, her head moved silently and her expression changed slightly as she waited for an answer

"No, not anymore"