AVENGER IMAGINES

Bucky - This Is War.

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Bucky.
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This Is War.
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"Hey! You made it!" Steve's voice rang in your ears.

"Why are you so loud?" You grunted as you pushed your sunglasses up to your hair line.

"Are- are you hungover?" Steve asked, a sly look creeped over his face.

"No."

He stared at you.

"Maybe." You rolled your eyes.

Steve's eyes glanced into your soul as his lips made a thin line.

"Yes."

"Knew it." He chuckled lightly.

"Shut up. Please tell me there's food." You begged as you slung your jacket over one of the sofas.

"Of course. Oh and movies and drink. Of course." Steve smiled warmly.

"Awh yussss." You grinned.

Apparently you were the last one to arrive to Steve's little movie marathon. Sam, Wanda, Bucky and Natasha were already there.

Clint bailed because he had to go to the A&E. Apparently his gun misfired and he shot his own ass. Which in all honesty did nit surprise you. Or anyone who even knew Clint.

The 'movie marathon' actually turned out to be a Ghost Adventures marathon but Steve was too scared to watch it by himself.

You didn't mind though, a little bit of Zak Bagans didn't harm you at all.

You made you way to the kitchen, being as alert as possible so you didn't bang your hip on the stupid island in the middle of the kitchen.

"Pizzzaaaaahh!" You sang quietly before grabbing a box that was labeled with your favourite kind.

"I wouldn't take that one if I was you." Sam chuckled lowly.

"Excuse you? What you about Wilson? Let a girl enjoy her pizza please biatch." You chuckled as you reached up to grab some sauce.

"Nah, that's Bucky's favourite. Watch your self." Sam chuckled evilly.

At the mention of his name and pizza in the same sentence, Bucky's head snapped up from behind the sofa.

"My pizza?" Bucky asked. His eyebrow raised.

"Naw man. Its mine now." You smiled warmly as you stroked the pizza box.

"Run." Natasha laughed loudly from her seat.

You picked up the pizza and sprinted thought Steve's apartment. You were suddenly thankful you had studied the blue print to his house.

For bugs, hiding places and ghosts. Steve hated ghosts.

You dodged every corner with precision and grace however you had forgotten he had a walk put in three weeks ago.

"Gimme it back!" Bucky hollered as he fallowed you in suit.

"You never had it in the first place!" You turned to taunted him. Stupid decision really.