~~(Y/N) POV~~
"C'mon, Bucky! Answer the door." I thought while I stood in front of the door. Before I had a chance to knock again, he opened the door.
"What happened?" I asked urgently. I searched his gloomy eyes for an answer.
"Nothing. It shouldn't bother you this much. Just go to sleep." He was about to close the door in my face before I put my foot between the door frame.
"Tell me so then I can get the others back." I pushed the door back and he had this fire in his eye.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" And he slammed it so hard that is knocked me back a bit.
I walked back to the living room in defeat. Everyone turned my way when I walked back in.
"So... how'd it go? Did you get the kiss that you wanted?" Pietro teased.
"Does it look like I did? And why the hell do I want a kiss from him?" I growled and Pietro raised an eyebrow.
"Пьетро, давайте перестанем это говорить. Кажется, они действительно не любят нас дразнить их. (Pietro, like let's stop saying these things. It seems as if they really don't like us teasing them.)" Nat said sincerely.
Pietro nodded his head, "Ну, я все равно отправлю их, несмотря ни на что. Они симпатичны вместе, и я чувствую, что они любят друг друга. (Well, I still ship them no matter what. They are cute together and I have this gut feeling that they like each other.)"
"Can you guys like stop speaking Russian?" Bruce exclaimed irritatingly.
"Sorry, hon." Nat said patting his leg.
"I don't get it! Like he seems like a nice guy and all you guys are against him." I put my head between my legs.
"I'm not against him. He's just different after everything happened." Steve looked down sadly.
"Yes, I'm against him, completely!" Clint took another sip from his glass.
"Hey, you son of a bitch, that's my friend your talking about." Steve glared at Clint angrily. (This line was taken from "I Saw the Light" which starred Tom Hiddleston and Elizabeth Olsen but I just changed the words a bit)
"What the hell has he ever done to you to make you hate him?" I asked, looking up at the Archer. He shifted in his sea t slightly but didn't answer.
"Clint..." Natasha persisted.
"It's nothing, guys. Alright?" Clint said.
"Well, this party turned to shit." Bruce said, leaning back in his chair and clapping his hands together.
"Language." Steve warned and I rolled my eyes.
"Wait, didn't you just swear and now you're telling me not to. What the hell, man?" Bruce replied sarcastically.
"Anyway, what happened then?" Pietro asked.
"Nothing." I said, avoiding eye contact with the platinum-haired dude.
"I'm going to leave if you're not going to stop talking about Bucky. G'night." Clint put the glass down and walked to his room.
"Pffft... what is wrong with that dude?" I shook my head in disgust.
"He was never like this to Bucky. Like he became different when you came along." Steve informed me.
"Whatever anymore. I don't give a shit at his warnings." I retorted.
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Maybe I Don't Have a Reason to Smile
Fanfiction(X Reader) All Bucky wanted was for someone to understand what's he's been through. Sure, Steve Rogers, kind of understands Bucky, but he was never brainwashed. He never had his mind turned against him. He was never controlled by someone. Bucky grew...
