I walk into the kitchen with Bucky trailing behind me, wearing sunglasses. Luckily it's only Steve, Loki and Bruce. They won't make too much noise or tease us like...oh. Steve.
"Morning, Bucky." He's smiling. That's a good sign. I look encouragingly at Bucky but he just nods and quickly walks to the cupboards, facing away from us all.
"There's no pop tarts," he says.
"Mm. My brother ate the last box yesterday," Loki says. I slide onto the chair next to him and pat his head. "Morning, darling."
"Hi. I'm not hungover. Bucky is." I tell him. "He got really drunk and uh, he just got really drunk."
He leans in, smirking. "Tell me what he did later," he whispers into my ear. This is why I love Loki. He understands me and my need to tell secrets. He probably knows nearly everything I'm meant to keep a secret. Bruce looks suspiciously at us.
"You'd better not be planning to take over the world again," he says.
"That plan is with Darcy," I reply, reaching over to take one of his apple slices. (He's been eating extra healthy lately which is annoying because I don't have good food to steal).
"I actually meant Loki but...never mind." Bruce sighs.
"Bucky, why are you ignoring me?"
Oh I'm such a bad friend. I got distracted by Loki and evil plans and apples and now Bucky is looking guilty at the orange juice carton in his hands and Steve looks mad. What happened when I wasn't paying attention?
"I'm not ignoring you." Bucky says, his bottom lip quivering.
"Bucks, you know you can tell me anything and I won't get mad, right?" Steve says. He has puppy eyes. Crap. This won't end well.
"I know, Stevie. I'm just...it was a tough night last night. You know..."
He's gonna blow his cover. As soon as the thought crosses my mind, I leap up and drag Bucky out of the kitchen, yelling sorry to Steve as we leave. "James, keep it together."
"Don't call me James. That's weird. And I am keeping it together."
"You almost told him!"
"He said he'd understand!"
"You forget that I dated Steve before he...well, he cheated on me with you. I should be quite mad about that, actually. I never did get revenge like Natasha suggested. Maybe, his shield? No, his motorbike..."
"Ellie, concentrate."
"Sorry. But I put that behind me. Steve won't. He holds onto grudges, trust me. He still won't hear a One Direction song after the incident."
"What's the incident?"
"We don't speak of the incident," someone says from behind me. Tony looks at Bucky and he grins when he sees the sunglasses and pale face. "Someone has a hangover!" He sings. "I'm gonna go tell Clint and tell Thor to be extra loud today!"
"You're such a dick." Bucky groans as Tony begins his especially high pitched rendition of a Little Mermaid song.
***
Later that day, I'm just sitting with Natasha, playing Super Mario Kart when there's static and then Tony's voice all over the tower. "Ladies and gents, I've decided that to annoy my favourite gay couple in all this world-""Besides you and Bruce?" Clint yells from the vents. Then, "OW! Why did you have to zap me? How the hell did you zap me?"
"As I was saying, to annoy my favourite gay couple in all this world, nay, all this universe-"
"Did he just say nay?" I mutter. Natasha smirks.
"-I am going to very loudly play all of my favourite songs on repeat until Steve Rogers says I love One Direction and think they look gorgeous and I especially love Niall Horan."
I start laughing as Bucky burrows further in his mountain of cushions and blankets and Steve's fists clench.
"You're insecure..."
"I hate Stark."
Hey! It's currently 1am and I've just been watching Mulan on Netflix and I've been reminded of how awesome it is :)
Also I'm watching Jurassic World tomorrow so I can't wait!! Dinosaurs and Chris Pratt and Jurassic Park film are my favourite things...
-Georgia x
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The Rules of Living with the Avengers
FanfictionMy name is Ellie Potts, I'm seventeen years old and normally I live at my aunt's house in Florida. She went travelling so I'm going to stay at my aunty Pepper's boyfriend's house. I say house. I mean tower. And it's filled with crazy superheroes...