It has been 57 hours 23 minutes and 34 seconds since Tony got back from the press conference. He spent all of that time in his workshop.
Now don't go accusing him of animal abuse. The dog's smart enough to go up to an elevator if he wishes to go somewhere else. FRIDAY brings the German Sheperd to the common room and the dog chooses to bark at the door, something else, or someone else however much he desires to.
Julien's a spoiled brat, but everyone loves him. Much like Tony. They're kindred spirits.
Speaking of Julien, he hadn't seen the dog since -Tony looked at his watch- 8 hours ago. He realized it was probably time to be a responsible adult. He also should be around his service dog since that was essentially the whole purpose of one.
It was 1:00 PM, he had to be cautious when going into the common room. No one wants to be forced into a conversation with Steve Rogers.
When Tony poked his head to look at the conjoined kitchen and living room, he spotted Rhodey, Sam, and Clint chatting away at the dining table. He couldn't make out what they were saying so he turned his head to scope out the living room. There resided Barnes and apparantly his dog.
The man was lying on the couch with his left shoulder facing out towards Tony and his right arm tucked neatly underneath his head. If you saw Bucky, you'd assume he was peacefully sleeping. Well, besides the fact that his eyes were open and his breathing was extremely uneven. Julien was the complete opposite. The dog was curled up at the ex-assassin's feet, his fluffy form just shouting 'come snuggle with me.'
Once Tony spotted Steve chatting with Wanda on the couch next to Bucky's, his breath caught in his throat. Tony looked down at his feet for a moment and forcibly swallowed the lump in his throat before he stepped out from the hallway. He'll just have to feign kindness to the guy. Act like everything was cool and like they were buddies again. Or ignore him. Yeah, that would work too.
Tony walked towards the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee before turning around and facing the dining table. He leaned his hip up against the counter right as Rhodey addressed him.
"Tony, a cup of coffee is not the only thing you should be having for lunch." His best friend reprimanded. After the rogue Avengers heard Tony's name their eyes -excluding Bucky's- shot up and stared at the billionaire. Tony was too busy looking down at the warm mug of coffee to even notice.
Tony looked up to meet Rhodey's gaze before he gave a knowing smirk. "I'm not having one cup of coffee, I'm having two." He threw up his right hand in the form of a peace sign.
Rhodey shook his head and gave him his best 'bitch face' mixed with his 'please' eyes. Tony wasn't sure how those two expressions could correlate, but they did in this instance.
"Fine." Tony muttered, grabbing a piece of buttered toast and an apple before heading towards the couch. He intentionally kept his eyes to the floor due to Steve watching his every move as he sat on the arm rest where Julien was along with Bucky's feet.
Tony met eyes with Bucky before he leaned down towards Julien and comically whispered "traitor" before taking a bite out of his toast.
The dog sat up at the sound of Tony's voice, his tail thumping loudly against the seat of the couch as Tony pet his head. While Julien sat up, Bucky was quick to do the same. A small and restrained grimace adorned the ex-assassin's face as he sat up, his feet were pulled up against his chest as his body faced Tony but his actual face did not.
"You're fine." Tony spoke in a nonchalant tone. His eyes narrowed at Bucky's left shoulder. There was still the beginning of his metal arm attached to the skin but nothing more.
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sightless ➡️ winteriron (Discontinued)
Fanfiction[highest ranking #1 in winteriron] (I wrote this in 2017, it really, in no way reflects my current writing abilities. Please check out my newer stuff lmao.) When Tony loses his sight from head trauma he thinks he's better off dead. Bucky's there to...
