Sebastian Stan imagines!

Make it sound so sweet.

//THIS ONES FOR @pixie_lovie_yen

THANKS FOR BEING MY FIRST REQUESTER!!

also it being my first request if it sucks I apologise.

(F/I) - FIRST INITIAL ////

"What the hell are you doing here?" Steve questioned, pulling you into a conference room.

"Um, I work here?" You stared at Steve,
trying to figure out why he was so on edge. "Are you hiding me from him?"

"No, psh, course not. You're fine. I just-" You gave him a look. "Okay, yes. He won't focus if you're here, plus he'll freak out if he does find out."

"He's my husband, Steve. He has a right, you know." You made your arms in water so that he'd let go of them. "You were squeezing too hard."

"Go home, Y/N. Keep him in the dark until you absolutely have to tell him." You scoffed at him. "Whatever you think is best, right?"

"Y/N-"

"I get it Steve, til the end of the line."

You sat at home, turning the water in the vase of flowers Bucky got you, from rock to water back to rock again, just to occupy your time until Bucky got home.

Steve had really pissed you off today. More than normal. He's a likeable guy, yes. But sometimes he's just so controlling. He wasn't Bucky's father. So why did he get to decide when to tell Bucky what?

"Babe?" As you lost focus, everything that you had worked on stopped their transformation, and paused midway. "Hi, Bucky."

You smiled as he kissed your forehead. "How was work?" He dropped his backpack and laid down with his head on your stomach. "Stressful. They're sending officers to a rogue HYDRA base to keep them from finding one of their personnel."

You froze. They were speaking of you. "Did they tell you who it was?"

"No. They only called her agent (F/I)."

HYDRA were coming for you. You knew this but now they were sending people on a suicide mission.

"Y/N? You okay?" Bucky's fingers stopped tracing patterns on your thighs. "Yeah, fine. Just tired."

"Well, we can nap, and then go get dinner with everyone?"

"Sounds like a plan."

Eight P.M.-Dinner.

"All I'm saying is that Fury is sending those people on a suicide mission." You sat back, letting Bucky's warmth calm you down. The team was pissing you off.

Why had everyone been doing that lately?

Anyway, Tony was arguing that the officers were highly trained and prepared for any mission, including laying down their lives.

"How would you know that, Y/N? You've never been trained like they have. You've never been on a mission with SHIELD ever." Steve countered.

"Oh okay, Steve. Like I don't know how dangerous HYDRA is either. Like you don't know how they controlled Bucky." His grip on your hand tightened. "Just because I'm not in your little Super hero Clique, doesn't mean I don't know the extent of someone's capabilities."

"Y/N-" You stood, grabbing your bag. "I'm going home."

"Do you want me to come too?" You smiled and kissed Bucky's forehead. "No, I wanna be by myself for little."

You realise once you had gotten outside, you had no keys.

But who cares?

You were an Avenger.