Marvel Imagines and Preferences

Jealousy- Bucky Barnes

(Y/N)'s POV:

Steve, Bucky, Natasha, Sam, and Clint are discussing conspiracy theories and end up talking about the JFK assassination. Steve is adamant that it wasn't an inside/ CIA job. Natasha's pretty sure the KGB had nothing to do with it. Clint is micro analyzing all the details like shot trajectory, line of fire, etc. Steve sees Bucky sitting off to the side Googling everything and wants to include him in the conversation, so he says, "Hey, Buck, who do you think shot President Kennedy?"

He looks up from his phone and very quietly says, "I think I did." The whole room goes silent.

"I'm sorry what did you just say?" I asked while looking to my side at my loving boyfriend. "I said, I think I did it," He said a little louder than the last time. 

Natasha looked at Bucky and kinda just sat there like she was rethinking every conspiracy-like Bucky had done them all when he was under Hydra control. Which of course got me thinking, maybe Bucky has done more things than even he can imagine. 

Bucky looked at me and then walked out of the room. I sighed and then walked out as well so that I could follow him and give him the classic talk that Steve gives everyone. 

I walked into his doorway and could see Buck sitting on the edge of our bed and he had a sad face on. I stood in the doorway and made sure I had a calming face. "How are you?" I asked while walking closer into the room. 

"What if I did more?" He asked while a small tear formed in his eyes. "What?" I asked as I neared closer to him. "What if I hurt so many more than I think? I barely even remember killing Tony's parents so what if I did a lot worse?" I then sat down on the bed next to him.

I put a reassuring hand on his back and rubbed his back while resting my head on his shoulder. "I promise you that whatever you did as the Winter Solider was not you. You were under control. You are James Buchanan Barnes. A brave man, Captain America's best friend, my boyfriend, a changed man. You are a good guy and so what if you may be behind a few conspiracies. I think that just makes you even cooler than before," I said before kissing his cheek.

"I think I am going to go and make some food for us," Bucky said while walking out of the room. He headed back to where everyone was and made himself and I some lunch. 

I walked back out shortly after and then saw Bucky sitting across from Nat and Clint and Steve was with Sam and they were playing a card game. I sat down next to Bucky and saw the food he made me and I took a big bite while looking at what Nat and Bucky were doing. 

Bucky taped on the table and then Nat taped back. "What are they doing?" I whispered to Clint. "Morse code I think," He then looked intently at Nat's hands. I then looked at Bucky's and he just looked angrier by the second. 

He then slammed his hands down on the table. "YOU TAKE THAT BACK!" He said while Natasha just sat there and smirked at Clint and me. I rolled my eyes and then joined Steve and Sam in their card game. 

We played a few games and I soon didn't even realize that Bucky was still sitting there. I playfully hit Steve's arm and then after Sam won I high-fived him. We were having lots of fun and then it got late so Steve got out of the game so that he could help Natasha make dinner. Sam got up and stretched when he did so I could see his shirt lift up just enough so that I could see a little bit of his waist and toned abs. I bite my lip and I guess I was staring because I then heard Bucky clear his throat very loudly. I looked over at him and he was giving both Sam and me a death glare. 

Sam saw him and quickly made his way out of the room. I just sat there and glared back at Buck. "Sorry, did I make the Winter Smoulder jealous?" I asked while moving a pillow next to me so that he could sit closer than before. 

"Winter what?" He asked while sitting down and resting his metal arm around my shoulder. "Oh yeah, I made you a new nickname and I figured I had to give you one that was most like how you are around me," I said while running my hand through his hair. He just smiled softly as I did so. 

"I don't get jealous," He said while I ran my fingers through his hair. "Then what was with the glare?" "Why did you look at Sammy like that?" He didn't answer my question which meant I was right.

"So you are jealous," I said while smirking at him. He just rolled his eyes as I kissed him.