27 - Wrath of Bucky

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*Emily's POV*

When I said Steve would have to worry about Bucky, I didn't lie. 

Bucky had one of his worst nightmares come to life. After what he went through, he didn't want anyone else to go through that. I wasn't there to be a part of what happened, but I heard what happened from Sam. 

Bucky hadn't come out of his room for days. I was getting worried about him, knowing what he was going through. I didn't want him to be alone through this. I knew I didn't want to be alone, so nobody should be. That's just the way it goes. 

It was Day 4 of him locking himself up. It was also the day I decided to break through to him. Sam didn't want me to try, he was worried about what state of mind he was in. I didn't care though. Bucky was my friend and friends aren't left alone, no matter what circumstance. I knocked softly at his door, not hearing anything from inside. Maybe he's sleeping. Or he's just ignoring you. Fuck, Buck, open the fucking door. I knock again, more affirmative this time. I'm going to get him to open the door, whether he likes it or not.  I hear a shuffling from inside before I sigh. "Bucky, you can't hide in there forever." I hear him mumble something before sighing, louder. "Bucky." I said louder this time. I'm going to get him to open the door. Or else I'm going to do something rash. 

And Tony's not going to like the damage. 

I hear nothing from inside before I growl. "James, open the door before I take it off its hinges." I hear him say something before I take a few steps back, flinging myself at the door. I brace for impact before feeling myself fly longer than I thought I would. I'm on his floor. I open my eyes, seeing Bucky standing at the door, a confused look on his face. "Hi." 

It was at that moment that Bucky and I became close friends. 

And at this moment, Steve was being held against a wall by his best friend. "WHO ARE YOU?!" Bucky yelled, pushing him more forcefully into the wall.

"Bucky, it's Steve." I said, Bucky looking at me, a haunted look in his eye. Just that look broke my heart a little. He murmurs something about not trusting him before I walk over, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Trust me. He's him. Steve prove it."

Steve smiles slightly at Bucky before clearing his throat. "You used all our train money to buy hot dogs." Almost instantly, Bucky backs off before wrapping him up into a hug. "I missed you too, Buck."

Thankfully, the rest of the team was more trusting of Steve, especially after what Bucky did. If Bucky trusted him, then we should.

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"Everyone, I have an announcement!" Tony says, walking in with a glass of whiskey. Leave it to Tony to be drinking at 10 in the morning. I guess I can't talk though, my orange juice in the morning isn't completely virgin.

"What is it now, Stark?" A couple of us groan, not wanting to hear Stark's bullshit. It's only been a week since we brought Steve home. If Tony says we have a mission, I'm going to lose my shit. 

"Calm down guys. I'm planning a party tomorrow night. Now that we have the sexual tension cleared up between glowstick and spangles, this party's going to be epic. Be prepared, guys." He sends me a wink before walking out of the room. 

"Oh yea, there's going a party!" Wanda says, high fiving Wanda. "You know what that means, girls. We got to go shopping!" 

Fuck, I need to get something for tomorrow, then. Nothing too showy, I don't want to gain any unnecessary attention to myself. Even though I know that I'm going to once I get shots into me again. "I have to get a new dress for Nat, anyways. Steve ripped the last one." Nat gasps before smacking Steve in the arm. "Clean in half." Nat gives me a look of approval before smirking. "Damn, down tiger." 

"Come on, let's go!" Wanda says, pulling us out of the room. I barely get to say bye to Steve as we get into a car, probably one of Starks. That guy has too many cars. "So, Emily, Steve." I raise an eyebrow at her through the rearview mirror as she laughs. "You plan on making him jealous, tomorrow?" 

"Don't need to. I have the man. I have who I want, no need to push things. Steve already doesn't keep his hands off of me, I have nothing to worry about." I laugh before looking over at Natasha. "What about you, Nat? Gonna try to make Bruce jealous?" She gasps as if it was a secret. "Nat, everybody knows. The way you work with him, how you're the only one Hulk calms down for. It's obvious." 

She sighs deeply, laying her head down on the window of the car. "Fine, fine. It's hard to describe it. It's there, but I don't want to worry him with anything. I'm an assassin. Things are...difficult." 

The conversation wavers as we pull into a mall, the one we went to months ago. The one where I bought pretty much my entire wardrobe. "Ready to go find some dresses, girls?" I say, wrapping my arms around their shoulders. "I have an idea of what I want." 

"Ooh, what is it?" Wanda says, walking into a dress shop. 

"That one." I point at a blue dress, one that had a opening in the back. "It's perfect." 

"Damn girl, you're going to wear Steve's colors." Nat says, smirking. "You are really looking to get fucked, aren't you?" 

"Just proving that I'm a taken woman. Last thing I need is Quill thinking that I'm an open woman." We share a laugh before I pick out a pair of black earrings that go perfectly for the outfit. "I'm going to make sure that no woman touches my man." Steve's mine. 

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Hey guys!

QOTD: if you had to go shopping with any of the Avenger's actors, who would it be? I honestly want to go shopping with Tom Hiddleston or Sebastian Stan. Those guys have a sense of FASHION.

The song at the top is When The Day met The Night by Panic! At the Disco!

Love and Hugs, 

DashingZiggy

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