the team doctor || bucky barnes (EDITING IN PROGRESS)

74.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴏɴɢ: ʀɪꜱᴋ - ɢʀᴀᴄɪᴇ ᴀʙʀᴀᴍꜱ

"𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫?"

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"SURELY I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A PROBLEM,"

Valerie shrugged, toying with the spoon in her almost-empty bowl of cereal. Sam threw his hands up before taking a sip from his mug.

"We'll have safeguards in place," Valerie explained. "Tony has some nanotech we can use,"

"Sex must be great if you're forgetting he almost killed you, on like, multiple occasions."

"Sam," Wanda scolded.

"You know what, it is." Valerie countered.

Sam's eyes bulged out of his head at her response, almost choking on his coffee. Wanda smirked, giving Valerie a small fist bump. Valerie finished her cereal with a smug grin, picking her head back up to speak but was cut off by Steve walking in. She noticed the small blush on his face and the way he nervously fidgeted with his sleeves. Her brows creased together in confusion before she saw Natasha following a few steps behind.

"Wanda," She whispered, nodding to their friend, who was silently grabbing a bagel.

Wanda's eyes followed her line of sight before settling on Natasha. The two women simultaneously stood, walking over to her, leaving Sam in disbelief.

"What the--"

"See you later," Valerie muttered, stifling her grin as she approached Nat. "Come with us,"

Wanda and Valerie looped their arms through hers, ignoring her protests as they walked her down the hall to Valerie's office. She shut the door, turning swiftly as her grin broke out. "Well,"

"Well?" Natasha blinked nonchalantly.

"What was that?" Wanda accused.

"I don't know what you're talking about,"

"Oh, please," Valerie laughed. "You looked exactly how I used to look walking in after Bucky,"

"What?" Natasha gaped. "You're seeing things--"

"Cut the shit,"

Natasha eyes darted between the two women, her façade dropping when she realized they weren't letting up. Valerie stood strong with her arms crossed as Wanda leaned on her shoulder, both piercing into Nat's gaze.

"Fine,"

Valerie's grin widened.

"I may or may not have gone to a bar with Steve last night,"

"And?"

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Are you really going to make me say it?"

"Oh, I want details," Wanda countered.

"We both got a little drunk and, well, let's just say he's not a crier. Okay?"

"Nope, that won't do. You two made me go into detail about my sex life, so I expect the same from you."

"We came back to the tower--you know our units are side by side, right? We did that weird, like, 'so are we going back to our respective rooms or are we going in together' and I kind of, well--I hate this. I pushed him against the wall, okay?"

Valerie squealed into Wanda's shoulder as Natasha winced. Wanda was holding onto Valerie's hands for dear life, hanging on to every word.

"Then he ripped my clothes off. I mean, literally ripped them off. Seconds later, I was riding him. And that's all I'm telling you,"