Bucky's pov:
"Hey..." I walk up to Clint with my hands in my pockets.
"Uh, hey..." He says awkwardly.
He knows I'm up to something.
"Nat asked me to have a chat with you." I stand in front and tower over him.
"...Tony! Steve!" He calls for backup.
"Oh nuh uh, you owe her." I grab him by the collar of his shirt.
"Tony! Steve help!" He calls out louder.
"She noticed a missing bottle, Clint." I arch an eyebrow.
"No, no, I'm sorry!" Clint cries.
"She wants you to pay her back, now." I warn him.
"What does she want?" He asks.
"What do you think?" I answer with a question.
"Oh boy..." He sighs.
"What's going on?" Tony's voice rings out in the back.
"Bucky, let him go." Steve crosses his arms.
"No. He owes." I respond.
"I'm sorry, I'll get it to her, I swear!" Clint throws his hands up in defense.
"She wants it now, Clint." I narrow my eyes as him and hold his collar tighter.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't have it right now! Please, give me more time!" Clint begs.
"She doesn't have much time to spare, Clint. You have 25 minutes." I give him his deadline coldly.
"Ok, ok! 25 minutes!" He huffs.
"If not, you know what happens." I warn him.
I shove him away, and he falls onto the floor.
"Get going, bird." I snap.
"Yeah, yeah." He stares up at me in fear, then dashes away.
"What the fuck?" Tony is so lost.
"What's going on?" Steve asks.
"None of your business, Stevie. Stay out of it." I warn.
"I think I should know?" Tony argues.
"No. Stay. Out. Of. It." I snap.
I head into Natasha's room.
"Gave him 25 minutes." I tell her.
I shut the door and lean on it.
"Thanks." She doesn't even look up from her phone.
"Hey, don't forget you owe me." I remind her.
"Oh, yeah." She looks up at me from her phone.
I cross my arms.
"What do you want?" She asks.
"I thought you always knew what I want?" I ask.
"Yeah. Sometimes it's a curse." She sighs.
"Really? Just because you know what I want?" I arch an eyebrow.
"Because I know what you want from me." She half smiles.
"Hmmmm... Yeah. What a nightmare." I say.
"I'm fucked, aren't I?" She asks.
"Later, yes." I grin evilly.
"Oh boy." She huffs.
"For now, I'll take over." I sigh and start walking towards her.
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Winter's Widow
RomanceAn AU where Civil War never happens, and people are friendly with each other. This is just Winterwidow fluff and smuff. Lot's of angst, but mostly fluff. Red room references. (I do not own Avengers or these characters! Not even the cover art.) Pleas...