𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒. ( 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 ) ✓

xxxii. PETTY

One thing that was surprising to you about Bucky was how well he could control his anger. You assumed that he was so afraid of hurting you that he'd take every precaution necessary to avoid a situation like that.

This was particularly evident when the two of you would fight. Bucky would never scream or try to pose any physical threat so you didn't either.

This lead to you and Bucky being know as the most petty couple in the Avenger tower.

"Will you two just give it up already?" Clint groaned as he searched the couch for the TV remote.

Recently, you and Bucky had gotten into an argument about which one loved the other more. I know, it doesn't seem possible to argue about that but guess what? You guys did it anyway.

So, your first act of silent rebuttal was hiding the TV remote just as Bucky's favourite show was going to air. Unfortunately, you forgot that 'Keeping Up with The Kardashians' was also Clint's favourite show so you had to give in and hand him the remote. Although, you did so reluctantly, looking at Bucky's evil smirk the entire time.

The battle did not end there, however, as when you woke up the next morning, there weren't any clothes in your closet. You looked over at Bucky who was still asleep in your bed and groaned in frustration.

The worst part about these regular wars is that they were completely silent. Neither of you said anything to the other and you weren't prepared to give in now.

So with a small smile, you took a handful of Bucky's clothes with you into the laundry room.

When Bucky entered the living room later on that day he expected to find you absolutely enraged but he was more surprised to see you wearing his clothes, that normally hung loose on you, but were now a perfect fit.

Steve took note of Bucky's furrowed eyebrows and began to explain the ordeal. "She shrunk half your clothes, pal. Your move."

Bucky simply sighed and left the room, searching for the clothes that you hadn't shrunk but he couldn't seem to find them anywhere. With much argument, Bucky finally decided to return your clothes in a large pile on your side of the bed.

When you next entered the room and saw the clothes with Bucky, still in his pyjamas, sitting beside them you laughed before fishing out Bucky's clothes from the laundry basket beneath the bed.

"Is this a truce?" Bucky smile, looking at you expectantly.

"Maybe. You done anything else I should know about, Barnes?" You sat down in front of Bucky and he pulled you onto his lap, brushing your hair away from your neck and pressing a gentle kiss there.

"Not unless throwing your toothbrush away counts." he cringed, hoping you wouldn't be too annoyed but instead you laughed.

"No way, I did the same to your toothbrush!"

"Aren't we just made for each other?"