A/N - feels good to be back!! that after credit scene on black panther INSPIRED me again (and i'm on spring break so i have all the time in the world lol) Sorry this one's so short (and lowkey bad) but I'm trying to get back into the flow of things
Word Count: 469
Warnings: this is literally fluff lol but tony swears
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Y/n tiptoed softly on the harsh modern tiles of the Avenger's shared kitchen; not wishing to receive any attention. Carefully she opened the steel cupboard and retrieved a simple glass, and holding it underneath the faucet and turning the handle on the tap.
"Y/n?" Tony called, his ego was overfilling his human form; spilling out of every seam.
She turned the tap off, setting her full glass on the counter. Now turned to face Steve, she widened her eyes as if she was asking him what he needed.
"Bucky is in the other room trying to learn sign language, I told him you can read lips just fine but he's insisting. Stubborn son of a bitch. He thinks you'll let him-" Y/n cut him off with a hand in the air.
"That's enough don't be a perv Stark." Y/n signed.
"I have no idea what that means so I'm going to assume you commented on my excellent physique or my ingenious mind. Thank you Y/n. So glad to have you on the team." He said smugly.
Y/n rolled her eyes and grabbed her glass, walking past Tony and into the next room. Surely enough The Winter Soldier was sitting at the table, attempting to learn the ASL alphabet. He was struggling quite a bit, and his hands were not quite as graceful as they are with weapons or in combat.
She knocked twice on the door frame, and his icy blue eyes looked up; meeting her e/c ones. In response Y/n smiled warmly, and Bucky paused the instructional video.
"You come here often darling?" The man said with a smirk.
Y/n rolled her eyes again and walked to the table, taking a seat in the open chair next to Bucky. He always flirted like it was the first time they were meeting, and she always feigned annoyance. It was their thing in a strange love-struck way.
She pointed at the computer, and raised an eyebrow. As if she was asking him about his sudden interest in American Sign Language.
"You shouldn't have to write everything out on paper for me, it's inconvenient-" He paused, "-and unfair to you."
She flushed slightly, and smiled at him. Grabbing his flesh hand, Y/n held it palm facing up. With one finger she traced a heart shape into his calloused hands. Years of fighting and firing guns had left him with scars and odd markings, yet this invisible heart fit perfectly among them.
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Bucky Barnes Imagines
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