S.H.I.E.L.D ACADEMY

64. Bad ideas?

"Y/n what are you starring at," Fatima said, waving her hands in front of your face.

 

She followed your eyes, and of course... It was two super soldiers at the end of the hallway. Fatima shrugged. She liked to believe it was hope for everyone. However, this... You and Steve was a lost cause. Individually, your amazing people, together? A toxic smoke bomb, that no one approved of. Literally. You seemed to forget that you were still in the academy. It was highly inappropriate. Since you looked at him with such dreamy eyes, she assumed the two of you had talked things out. Which was perhaps even worse, because that meant that you had hope. Fatima snapped her fingers in front of your eyes, forcing you back to reality.

"Yeah, as I said I thought it was a good idea-"You mumbled to save face.

Fatima raised her eyebrows at you.

"That was the wrong answer, wasn't it?" You asked.

 

She nodded. You tried to laugh it off, but you could sense that the energy was not there. It wasn't your fault that Steve just walked around in the hallways like he did. To be completely fair, it wasn't like he wasn't looking at you either. It was mutual. You could argue it was a starring contest. The two of you had been good, for a week. Which was your personal record so far. You spent most time together at his place, because let's face it, your dorm wasn't ideal. You didn't mind it either, his place was nice.

"Y/n you know I... Know how you feel about him," Fatima said. You immediately looked right back at Fatima and shook your head.

"I don't feel anything for him," You pushed out, clinging the iPad into your chest.

"Good," Fatima said, both of you silently agreeing of how bad idea it would've been.

On the other end of the hallway stood Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers. Both small talking, while letting their eyes fade over at you. Steve understood he couldn't be so oblivious here. He knew that your... relations wouldn't be seen favourable by most people in the building. However, he was just happy to make another student happy. That was purely it.

"So what movie is it tonight?" Bucky asked, looking up at his friend.

"Buck, I can't tonight," Steve began, admitting that he had totally forgotten their ritual.

"Let me guess, your little doll is coming over?" He asked, placing his hands in his pockets.

"Just looking over her chore work," Steve smirked,

Bucky laughed. Steve was pathetic. He couldn't blame the guy either though, as he gladly would've filled in his shoes if needed be. He had understood that the two of you had come on better terms, which he was pleased to here. Bucky looked back at you and your friend as you began to walk down the corridors. It wasn't long until you were going to take part in his sessions, weaponry. Two weeks or so. He couldn't help but wonder how it would go, it wasn't like you were the most stealth person. However, he had seen you in the field and he knew that you had impressive tricks up your sleeve. He still hadn't fully forgotten how you did that perfect knife throw.

"You know, she is beginning in the weaponry sessions soon," Bucky mumbled leaning into the wall.

Steve frowned a little and straighten up. He didn't know about it.

"Stark told me a few weeks ago, when she first came back," Bucky said looking up at his pal.

"She can barely combat-" Steve laughed confused before Bucky interrupted him.

"She knows how to throw knifes perfectly, though," Bucky said.

Steve looked over at the area you ones stood. He didn't know if he was impressed or scared by that kind of information. Why did you know how to throw knives? It wasn't something most people just 'knew' how to do. Not only did you 'know' how to throw a knife, but if Bucky said you knew how to throw them perfectly... It meant something. Steve looked back at Bucky.

"Why don't you join us tonight?" Steve asked.

Bucky laughed low, Steve knew he needed to make that invitation clearer.

"Only food," Steve perfected.