Ironstrange/Stony/Stucky (Closed)

It's not like that (Stucky)

Bucky ran a nervous hand through his hair, "Are you sure this is a good idea?" He asked as Sam typed in the password to the compounds main entrance.

"Would you stop, it's gonna be fine," Sam pulled open the door and gestured for Bucky to go in ahead of him.

"I haven't seen Tony since..." Bucky trailed off. Siberia felt like it had been centuries ago and also just yesterday at the same time.

"Tony asked you to come here," Sam laid his hand on the palm reader of the elevator.

"Welcome, Sam Wilson," Friday's voice spoke as the door opened.

"That's Friday. She's Tony's AI."

"AI?" Bucky frowned looking around the elevator.

"Artificial intelligence. Mr. Stark is in his shop. I'll let him know you're here," Friday responded.

"Thank you," Sam answered.

Bucky's frowned deepened.

"You'll get used to it." Sam gave Bucky a pat on the back as they stepped out of the elevator.

"Sam, Mr. Barnes, glad you could make it," Tony greeted coming up a set of stairs to their left.

Bucky didn't move. The last time he'd seen Tony, the man had tried to kill him, not that he blamed him.

"Come on. Don't be shy," Tony waved the two in.

"Can I interest either of you in a drink?" Tony set out three glasses and grabbed a bottle of bourbon off the shelf.

"I'll take one," Sam nodded grabbing one of the glasses.

"James?" Tony held out a glass towards the unmoving soldier. "It is James right? Though, I seem to remember Rogers calling you Bucky. Do you prefer that?"

Bucky didn't respond. He expected Tony to be more hostile.

"I get it. You don't trust me. Why would you? I tried to kill you last time we saw each other. That was what, over a year ago now?" Tony asked walking towards Bucky.

"I didn't bring you here to fight. In fact, I want to apologize. I did my research. You couldn't have controlled what you did even if you wanted to," Tony held out the glass of bourbon.

Bucky hesitantly took the glass but made no move to take a drink of it. "I'm sorry."

"I know you are that's why I brought you here. I want you to know that I don't blame you. I'll admit it took some time, but I've gotten passed it and I think it's time we put this behind us. What do you say?" Tony held up his own glass as if in a toast.

Bucky remained silent for a moment before raising his glass slightly.

"I have to ask, why now?" Bucky asked before he tossed back the burning liquid.

Tony dropped his eyes to his now empty glass. "Steve."

Bucky tensed. He knew about Tony and Steve's past. Steve had sent Bucky off on a helicopter with T'Challa and went back for Tony. He's said he couldn't leave Tony behind.

"Is he alright?" Bucky had kept contact with Steve while in Wakanda, but they didn't talk much about Tony. Steve didn't offer and Bucky didn't ask.

"No, not really," Tony sighed, reaching for the bottle of liquor once again.

"What's wrong?" Bucky took a few steps forward. All hesitation gone. All he cared about was Steve.

"He misses you."

Bucky frowned. Tony had sent a private jet all the way to Wakanda to bring Bucky here so he could tell him Steve missed him? That didn't seem right.