Bucky lives in the Avengers Tower with the team and his two best friends. Daniella, is the girl he's liked for a long time but he has never actually acted on it.
He always is trying and you get to see what he's really thinking. When Stark sends the...
"Now, do you have any suits?" I asked and he nodded. "Go bring them out." I told him and he scurried off.
He came in and I looked at all of them carefully. "Wear the black one, you'll sort of match me." I said and he nodded.
He walked out and changed in the hallway then came back in, "damn" I thought to myself, but accidentally said it out loud. I was totally checking him out, "take a picture, it'll last longer." He smirked and I rolled my eyes
"Now, let me do your hair and you'll be all set." I said and ran my hands through his hair and out some gel in it and tied it back.
"You look like a million bucks." I breathed and he checked himself out in the mirror.
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Bucky put a piece of tech that made his metal arm appear normal and put it on. He looked completely normal, he looked like a movie star, but I wanted the old Bucky back, I preferred my Bucky who dresses like a homeless man any day.
"Ready?" I asked and he nodded.
We walked off the jet and a limo was already waiting for us. We walked in and I was sweating a little, this was my first very big mission.
Bucky and I were a married couple, of two years. We were Mr. and Mrs. Marvel, we were very wealthy and no kids, no Shield, no Hydra, nothing.
In the back of the limo Bucky and I stayed quiet. "Game faces on." I whispered and he smiled.
"You know, we're going to have to actually kiss..." He said and I blushed.
"Don't get so cocky." I said and he put his hand on my thigh.
The limo stopped in front of a huge mansion, Bucky grabbed my hand and we walked in, we had to get checked by the security guards and all my secret weapons passed through.
"Names?" A man asked.
"Mr. and Mrs. Marvel." Buck said and pulled me to his chest.
"Lovely to see you made it, now, most of our guests are speaking Russian, so please..." He trailed off and I nodded "мы понимаем" I answered for Bucky. (We understand.)
"нам нужно поговорить с хозяином , прежде чем он становится еще более насыщенным." I leaned in and told Bucky. (We need to speak with the host before it gets even more crowded)
"согласовано"(agreed) Bucky said and put his hand on my lower back, and it didn't feel wrong.
"могу ли я получить картину для новостей." (Can I get a picture for the news?) a man asked with a camera.
Bucky nodded and pulled me closer to him, we took one picture smiling together and one picture of him kissing my cheek.
"Care to dance?" He asked once the man walked away and I nodded. I put my hands around his neck.
A slow song came on and he pulled me closer to him, my heart was beating very fast. He brushed some hair out of my face. I leaned in and we were a few inches a part
"Lean back, look for cameras." He said and he dipped me, I leaned back and looked for any cameras. It was a swift move he had pulled
He pulled me back up and I licked my lips. He smirked and I leaned into his ear "Four. All spread out, we can't get away with anything."
We stopped dancing and walked towards a group of men, their wife's were just for show and tell.
Bucky put his arm around me and pulled me close to him. I liked it. "Lovely to see you two could make it, we are always looking for investors." A man in an expensive suit told us.
Bucky talked with him while I talked, or gossiped with the wives. Trying to get any important information out of any of them.
"The host is the richest man in all of Europe, I don't understand why he even needs donations." A short, chubby, and old woman said.
"Is that so?" I mumbled to myself. I looked back at Bucky and winked at him. He winked back.
Man, I loved him.
I only wish this wasn't an act, what we have comes so natural. It feels so right.
"Your husband, Mrs. Marvel, quite the man, he's rich, I heard him speaking Russian earlier, you hit the jackpot with him." I blushed.
"I did."
"So, there's a dinner tomorrow night, all the investors who are new to the company will go, will you be there?" They asked.
"Of coarse," I lied, I had no idea what this was.
"That's great, I hear the host, will be there with his wife Heather, they just had a son. He's adorable. Christopher and Heather, sort of the perfect couple." One rambled on.
Sort of too perfect, I kept giving the ladies wine so they'd spill more information. Bucky came up and I only knew it was him when he placed his hands around my waist.
"I've got what I need for the night, can I take you home now?" He asked and spun me around. "Please." I said and he and I walked towards the exit, until a man walked in front of us.
"I've been hearing much about you two, the Marvels?" He asked and Bucky stepped in. "Thank you for your generous donation, I heard you'll be at my dinner tomorrow, lovely. I just want to get to know everyone better."
"Completely understandable, you can't trust anyone these days." I said and he ran a hand through his hair.
"Tell me about it, with those mutants claiming they protect the world, sending spies out everywhere."
I agreed with him as played along, "see you tomorrow night, don't be late!" He shouted and Bucky led me back to the limo.
He and I climbed in and didn't talk until we were in the clear, away from the limo driver, like I said earlier, you can't trust anyone
We checked into a lovely hotel, but only one bed, because we were playing couple and had to act like it.
Bucky carried my bags like a gentleman and I opened the door.
"I can't wait to go to bed." I told him and he nodded.
"But first we have to write down ever that happened then scan it onto a hard drive then burn the paper, so no one finds out..."
"Ahh." I said and laid down on the bed. "Fine." I said and he sat down next to me and wrote down everything I told him about the night, then we switched and I wrote down what he said.
We then scanned everything onto a hard drive and emailed a copy to Tony, but it will send privately then we burnt the phone and the papers in the fire place
We both showered, at different times of coarse, and I climbed into bed. "I can sleep on the couch, if you want." He suggested.
"No, we're married Mr. Marvel, we sleep in the same bed." I said and smiled at him. He climbed under the covers and we were at completely different ends of the bed, barely touching
