love you 3000

ch. 12

Ch. 12

"So I got her 3000 Nutella jars" Liana explained while Natasha and Steve stared at her with loss of words.

"So you got her how many Nutella jars" Natasha finally asked, after a minute.

"3000, I hoped she liked it"

Natasha glanced at Steve with a look saying 'im gonna tell her' to which Steve glared at her and added a soft "don't you dare"

"She sure did" the three of them looked at Bucky who just entered the room licking his fingers "she can't stop screaming with happiness even shared some with me" he lifted a jar to show them and took another spoonful "this thing is heaven" he added moaning.

Liana sighed relieved snatching Bucky's spoon and stuffing it in her mouth before he could react, she grinned at him.

He chuckled shaking his head " your bad, I don't brush"

She smacked him.

*****

"I was up all night making this the least you could say is thank you" Liana said irritated after waiting for like a minute while Bucky stared at the new platinum arm she made for him.

"All right time's up" she pushed him to a black leather lab chair and started working on his arm, he tried to say something to her in the hour that followed but she either shushed him as soon as he opened his mouth or would be so engrossed that wouldn't hear what he was saying.

She sighed wiping sweat from her forehead and rubbing her neck walked to the computer to which cords were attached to Bucky's new arm and typed a few commands.

As she pressed enter after adding the final command Bucky's arm started working, Bucky examined his arm while Liana took a screw driver and smacked on it.

"Hey" Bucky complained wincing but his eyes widened as realization dawned on him, he could feel.

Liana beamed at him "I have to work a lot to add neurolo-" she stopped when Bucky pulled her in his arms "thank you" he said, his voice heavy with emotions as he grazed his metal fingers on her cheek, savouring the sensation he closed his eyes and almost kissed her.

"So uhm are you excited for the party" liana asked blushing akwardly.

Bucky looked at her with a amused smirk "I can't wait to see you in that dress again".

*****

Bucky was leaning on the bar sipping his drink and glaring at the guy conversing with Liana, over his glass.

Steve joined him with a drink in his hand "Stark will kill me" he sighed.

"He sure will" Natasha said amused and bumping her shoulder with Bucky she told him "ask her to dance"

Bucky almost choked on his drink "I don't know how to"

Steve pouted "c'mon buck, back then you were ladies man, how different can this be" he patted Bucky's back.

Bucky stared at him confused by his unusual antics "I'm starting to believe that you're drunk"

"Don't worry about him, she doesn't knows how to dance either so you will be nice" saying this Natasha pushed him towards her.

*****

Theres going to be only one murder tonight and that is of Natasha freaking Romanoff Bucky thought as he glared at her while making a fool of himself by trying to keep up with Liana's elegant steps.

He could swear that he would have stabbed her then and there when she winked at him had not Liana grabbed his and pulled him with her.

She opened the glass door which led to the balcony and walked in, Bucky followed her like a lost puppy.

Liana leaned on the boundary overlooking at the beautifully enchanting wakanda, the wind blew her silky golden locks on her face and as she smiled at him her hand trying to tuck them behind her ear, Bucky forgot how to breathe.

All insecurities, akwardness and logic flew out of the balcony as he gazed in her sparkling brown eyes, he lifted her chin with one hand and grazed his metal fingers on her lower lips, her eyes closed as he lowered his face.

His lips met hers for a moment of burning passion which lighted every inch of her body and then with a blast it was gone.

Startled Liana looked from Bucky who was sprawled on the floor groaning in pain to the furious man who glared at them with raging anguished eyes.

Liana turned pale with fear and dread, she was accustomed to the look of warmth and fatherly love from those eyes which matched hers, not this look of pure disgust "U-uncle"