Avengers X Reader

The Arm Bucky x Reader x Steve x Thor [Clean]

POV,Y/N's

I poked he arm for the millionth time. I giggled at Bucky's reactions. At first he seems afraid of me touching the arm. Now he seems kind of okay and annoyed.

I poked it again.

Let me stop before he gets pissed.

I stopped poking the arm.

He seemed to be on guard but a little relaxed.

"What's with the arm?" I asked bluntly.

"Why would you just ask suddenly about my arm?" He looked at me.

"Aww your kinda cute." I gushed sarcastically but kind of meant it.

He rolled his eyes.

"Didn't anyone teach you how to accept a complement?" I asked.

"You said it sarcastically, we all knew it wasn't a complement." He said while flipping through the channels.

I nodded not really caring anymore about the conversation.

Steve came in the living room. "Hey guys."

"Hiiii Steve!" I smiled.

"Steve. Hi." Bucky said absent-minded while he was still looking for something to watch.

"So what's with you guys?" Steve asked while watching the channels change.

"What's with his arm?" I asked confused. "Don't get me wrong, I think having a metal arm is kinda cool, but what's with it?"

I saw Bucky tense from out the corner of my eye.

"I'll tell you some other time, Y/N." Steve said.

"Or you can tell her never.." Bucky grumbled.

"Your like a grumpy cat. Smile." I said forcing him to smile.

"Get your hands away from my face." He mumbled.

I moved my hands and wiped them in his shirt.

Steve just looked at the channels change not really caring about what was going on.

"I like poptarts." I said randomly.

"So do I!" Thor ran into the room.

"I like you not talking." Bucky smiled.

"Yay he smiled!" I cheered.

Steve continued paying attention to the tv.

"Soooooo....what's with the arm?" I asked again.