The Spark That Never Dies Part: One

Chapter Twelve

"YOU AND NATASHA??"

"Yes, and be quiet!" You laughed, unable to be mad at this point because you were as excited as Wanda was, "I don't want the whole floor hearing us."

"Why'd you have to tell Sam I was coming to girl's night?" Bucky pouted.

"He asked where you'd be." Wanda shrugged and he huffed.

"He's never going to let me live this down."

"And then I made her dinner and it was..." You trailed off dreamily, continuing your story, "It was awesome."

"That's so cute," Wanda cooed, "Did you guys – Bucky hold still!"

"You're making it too tight!" He whined, trying to swat her hands away but she slapped them, making you laugh into your cup.

"So, is she a good kisser?" Wanda asked and Bucky looked at you with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah, I can't compete." You sighed and they smiled.

"Since she already told Steve, can I tell Sam?" Bucky asked and you looked at him confused.

"How do you know she already told Steve?"

"He told me."

"When??" Wanda asked, "And why didn't you tell me?"

"Wanda," He laughed, "We're not as close as I am with Steve."

"Is anybody?" You mumbled teasingly and he looked at you pointedly.

"Thought you wanted your nails painted," He shrugged, "Guess not."

"Sorry, sorry! Please do them, you're really good at it."

"As long as you keep that to yourself."

"Of course," You scoffed with a smile, holding you hand out after he picked a soft pink color, "But I kind of need to talk to you guys about something."

"What is it?" Wanda asked, tying off his braids.

"Hydra, um," Bucky's attention snapped to your face when you mentioned them, "They've kind of threatened me on that mission the other day and it means they found me."

"Oh my god." Wanda gasped.

"Steve suggested a safe house."

"Damn," Bucky cringed, "Those safe houses suck. I think you'd be better off here anyways with all the protection. I mean we are the avengers and we do live in a Stark tower."

"Yeah, plus you can't leave!" Wanda chimed in.

"I just don't want anyone getting hurt." You told them honestly.

"You really think Nat's gonna go for that?" Bucky smirked, his concern starting to fade into amusement.

"Have you even told her yet?" Wanda asked when you winced at his question.

"Uh...no?" You cringed and she pulled out her phone.

"I think I'm gonna text her." She threatened, waving her phone in front of your face.

"Wanda, you're a little shit." Bucky smirked proudly.

"You guys are both jerks."

They looked at you expectantly and you stood up, but before you left to find Natasha, you looked down at your yellow shorts and baggy black tee shirt that covered them.

"You look fine." Wanda told you, reading your mind without actually reading it.

"You look hot." Bucky blurted and then shrugged when Wanda gave him a look, "What? She does."