Labyrinth

Chapter 22: The black dog

Chapter 22 Bucky pov

"hey man, you up for short circuit? I got snacks." Sam says the last part in a sing song voice.

Steve laughs, "one day we will actually watch a movie that's not based on Tonys insults."

I half listen to them go back and forth as I watch Nat, Wanda and Cali get ready to go out. they're standing in the kitchen area, dressed up discussing which bar they should go to. They finally agree on a little martini bar not too far from here, then I watch them as they walk to the elevator. Cali smiles and waves at me as they enter the elevator.

"hey instead of a movie, how about we go out?"

Sam looks at me suspiciously. "you never wanna go out."

Steve smiles, "this wouldn't have anything to do with a little goddess you have a crush on, would it?"

Sam jeers at me and then laugh loudly, "OHH! And that little black dress she's wearing. What happen the other night? she turned you down?"

I sneer at Sam, "No. I... changed my mind."

Sam and Steve get quiet as they assess the situation and let what I just said sink in. then Sam ask, "you had a chance to sleep, with a real-life goddess and you said no..." he shakes his head and says, "Man. hydra really did a number on you."

"shut up. it has nothing to do with hydra...sort of. I don't know. not like that anyway. Were friends."

Steve asks, "what happened?"

I stand up and walk towards the bar, "I don't know. I went to see her when we got back. I missed her."

Sam scoffs and roll his eyes, and mutters. "I know. you were a moody mess the entire time."

I sigh, "I kissed her, and she smelled so good. and her skin was so soft." I groan at the memory. The way she looked at me, I knew she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

Steve ask, "so what's the problem?"

I shake my head, "she was lying on the bed, ready for me to make a move and I couldn't" I pour me a drink and swallow it without tasting it feeling the burn at the back of my throat. Then I pour another. "I haven't really been with anyone since nat. you know, that was of my own free will." I sip at my drink this time, unable to look at Sam or Steve as I say, "what if I'm not good at it anymore? what if I wasn't good at it then? I mean I cant exactly ask Nat. what if I hurt her?" I finish off my drink.

Sam says, "that's a rough situation to be in."

Steve ask, "why can't you ask Nat?"

I look at him like he has lost his mind, "that's just weird man."

Sam agrees, "yea. what's he supposed to say, 'hey, remember when we did it, back when we were both killers. I want to bone your friend, and I was just wondering...'"

I place a hand on Sams shoulder, "stop trying to help me."

Sam chuckles, "look, all I'm trying to say is that I agree. We don't want to offend or hurt Nats feelings."

Steve asks, "well what can we do?"

Sam answers, "we cant do anything. Bucky is going to have to man up and tell her how he feels."

I groan as I sit back down on the couch. I plant my face in my hands and try to think. it comes out muffled, "I had my chance, and I blew it."

Steve places a hand on my shoulder, "you didn't blow it. we just need to get you back in the game." he stands up and says, "were going out."