Frayed Bonds - A BuckyBarnes Fanfic

CHAPTER VI

I follow James towards a parking garage located next to the building of SHIELD. He proudly stops next to a black motorcycle. "Ready for a ride?" He points to the big thing as he smiles. "I guess so,"
It is just one ride!
I take a deep breath and smile at James while the butterflies go wild in my stomach. James sits down and starts the roaring motor, the sound thunders through my ears and I smell the gasoline. He puts the motor of its stand and sets his foot down. He is still smiling, his eyes wide and his hair is messy. "Hop on," He says and I quickly do so.
A bit too quickly as I stumble over my own two feet and fall against the motor and Bucky. And the funny thing is, he doesn't even sway one bit as I push myself away and steady myself. Heat rushes through my body and I feel my irritating spasm as my fingers twitch. "You okay?" James gazes at me, worry flickering through his blue eyes. I laugh awkwardly. "Yes, I'm always a bit clumsy"
I quickly sit down behind James and for a second I do not know where I leave my hands.
Around his waist? No, to close.
I set my feet on the footrest and hold myself on the handles behind me. James set his foot on his footrest and gives a bit more gas, we shoot forward and I let out a shriek. James laughs and I wrap my arms tightly around his waist . He leans a bit forward as we ride through the streets of Manhattan. I look at the buildings as we shoot past them. I feel the wind on my face and ruffles through my hair.
O lord, please don't let me make a fool out of myself.

A short ride later, we arrive at the freaking avengers compound. Stark tower. The gate opens and we slowly ride through, arriving at the precinct. James flicks the stand back and shuts the motor off. "You okay Rae?"
"Yes," I reply as I quickly release my tight grip around his very, very muscular waist. I climb off the motor and I hear his low chuckle as I do so. But I ignore him. "You said you knew a place"
"Yes and this is it" He says as he steps off his motorcycle. "I wrote to you," He adds. I nod as I walk behind him to the entrance doors.
I am so happy I know Steve and Natascha a bit.
James led me through the entrance doors, taking the elevator to the third level. When the gray-metal doors open, I walk immediately in what looks like a communal lounge area. It was surprisingly couzy, filled with sofas and a large screen tv mounted to the wall. I see Steve and Natascha and they look up, smiling as they see us. "Rae!" Nat yells my name and stands up. "How are you feeling after today?"
"She needed a drink, so I brought her here," Bucky answers for me and I chuckle. "That is true, I did not realize it was already in the afternoon, as I look behind Nat where big windows are located. The sky is already dark.
"Welcome to the madhouse," I hear a teasing voice say, Tony Stark enters the room from the left, doors closing automatically behind him. "You did well today kid," he adds as he plops on one of the couches. "Thank you for the opportunity,"
"You don't need to thank me, It was Bucky who recommended you," I stare at James, who has already found a spot next to who seems to be Clint Barton, munching on a bag of chips. He just smiles. Clint offers me a grin as well as he and James eat the chips.
"Hey Rae," Steve approaches us, his smile warm. "So," Tony claps his hands together. "Drinks everyone?"
I follow them towards another room, which is just a gigantic bar. Tony plays the role of bartender and makes me a drink. I thankfully accept it as I take a big sip.
We all sit down together around a round table as everyone has a drink and Clint lays a stack of cards on the table. "Loser has to do shots"
"Yes!" James happily exclaims as he gulps his whiskey in one go. "It doesn't work on you," Steve claps him on his back as he sits on the other side of James. "Super soldier serum" Nat grunts. I look at her and she sees the question in my eyes. "Our two super soldiers cannot get drunk" She points at the blond and the brunet with her glas, the mixed drinks swirling inside it. "While we," She points to Clint, Tony and herself. "Are the normal human beings who get hammered"
I remember the drunken Natascha who Steve brought home. Even I felt a bit tipsy and James indeed showed no sign of alcohol in his blood.
"Then it is between the four of us," I say challengingly. Nat raises one eyebrow as she smirks and clings her glass against mine. "I'm in,"
"Me too!" Clint says excited. Even Tony smiles as he sips his drink, I don't even know what it is as he just mixed a lot of drinks in his glass.
And this all on a Monday night.