Avengers: Imagines/Oneshots (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Bucky Barnes - Prove It

I was not a person who became jealous easy. With every relationship I had, I didn't mind when other girls talked to my then boyfriends. But after I started dating the notorious Winter Soldier, I always wanted to murder every woman who even looked in the brunettes direction. It was a pretty violent thought but that's just how jealousy worked I guess. This usually happens outside work. Mostly when the two of is went out on dates or just strolled in the park every now and then. But I never imagined the day that it would actually happen at work.

Tony fucking Stark had hired a personal assistant since Pepper was now CEO of Stark Industries. She was a skimpy blonde. Albeit she was smart and very good in lending hands, she was a complete flirt. She chatted up every male on the facility, whether they were in a relationship or not. The male avengers bad learned to steer clear of the blonde-Emily-and refrain from talking to her.

Steve would just nod and listen being the gentleman he is, Tony flirted back absentmindedly, Thor just didn't understand neither did Vision or Loki. Sam almost smacked her once so she just stayed away from the bird. Clint always looked murderous so...yeah. Bruce just made weird excuses to get away from her and Scott just shrank to avoid her. She never really flitted with Buck being the assailants he is.

Until today.

I glared at Emily, who was placing a perfectly manicured hand on Bucky's bicep, smiling flirtatiously. It irked you so much. I wouldn't be surprised if there was steam coming out of my ears. I crossed my arms, watching as Bucky just smiled at whatever she said. He sat in his chair, doing something with a file for a Hydra base.

"You know, jealousy will get you nowhere," Natasha says, smirking at me.

I huff, "I wanna strangle Stark for hiring her," I whisper loudly to her. I don't care if Miss-can't-keep-her-hands-to-herself hears me.

Speak of the devil and he may appear. Tony grinned cheekily as he watched me fuming. "Emily is great help around here," He says.

I smack his head, "You have girlfriend, idiot," I remind him.

He sighs, "I know that. It's not like I'm doing anything with Emily."

I narrow my eyes at him, "Where did you find her? The pits of hell?"

"More like from the depths of a volcano," Steve says, approaching us. He watches Emily's encounter with Bucky with distaste.

"Doesn't she have a job to do?" Natasha asks Tony, also watching the slutty blonde. No one missed how she discreetly unbuttoned her blouse.

"Yeah," Tony pauses, smirking at me, "But this so more fun to watch," He says mischievously.

I grit my teeth, facing away from the billionaire and staring at Bucky again. If she won't leave him alone, I'll make her.

"Fine, I'll do it myself," I mumble under my breath hotly as I start to approach the two.

"Someone get the popcorn," Tony whispers from behind me.

With a scowl on my face, I tap Emily's shoulder. "Do you need something?" She asks in a snarky tone.

I cross my arms, "Yeah, I need you to step away from my boyfriend and get to work," I spit at her. Her eyes widen a fraction.

"Oh shit," Tony comments again.

"I am working. I was just discussing with Mr. Barnes here," She points to Bucky, smirking, "If he needed any help with the files on the Hydra base."

Bucky watches the two of us quietly, yet there is a hint of amusement in his expression.

"That's so very thoughtful of you Tina--"

"It's Emily."

I wave her off, "Whatever Jillian," I pause to see her outraged face, "But now I need Mr. Barnes to accompany me." I yank up the super soldier from his chair and he stumbles a bit as he stands. My hand holds his tightly.

"Accompany you where?" She asks haughtily.

I smirk, "That's confidential," I say before dragging Bucky outside the conference room.

"It's like watching the Bachelor," Steve comments, humour evident in his voice.

"You watch the Bachelor?!" Tony exclaims.

I push Bucky inside a utility closet, his back hitting the wall with an 'oof' as he watches me amused. I press my body against his, taking his face in my hands.

"I thought you didn't get jealous," He asks in a teasing voice. Bucky's arms circle around my waist, pulling me closer.

I lean my forehead against his. "I hate that bitch," I murmur.

He chuckles, "Really? I thought you guys were practically best friends," He smirks at my unimpressed face.

"Ha ha. You're hilarious, Barnes," I drawl.

His lips brush against mine making me sigh. "You do know that you'll always be my girl, Y/N."

"Then prove it," I tell him and he smirks.

"Oh baby," He purrs, "I thought you'd never ask."

Let's just say that Emily was mortified after opening the closet door. Probably even jealous.