Bucky × Reader ~ Brooklyn

Chapter 12

*Your POV*

I watched as Loki dissolved into the green light that were his powers.

Oh. God. (Pun not 100% intended...) What was I doing to my life? A few days ago he was my worst enemy, but now what? What had just happened? Yeah sure, I liked him, but doesn't change the fact that a few days ago I wouldn't hesitate to throw him off the highest building in NYC. 

And the fact that he was constantly taunting Bucky with the trigger words he had learned a few days earlier. Steve was always having to constantly remind Loki that he would be shipped instantly off to Asgard if he ever dared finish the list. One day he got until the 7th word making everyone freak out, and he obviously loved the attention. Of course what else what be expected of the "God of Mischief and Lies". 

Ugh. Yes, he would be a nice friend if he wasn't so nonchalant  when it came to things that might make Bucky loose his chill. He actually started showing pictures of each one of the words, too see if visual worked too. We didn't forget to remind him that if it had worked, he would be a dead man, God or not. 

Sam was seriously having a hard time debating weather he took Bucky's or Loki's side, seeing as he strongly disliked both of them. He started taking Loki's side, but then he started playing recordings of different types of pigeons, to see if Sam responded to any of them. After that he had decided to settle for hating them both. 

So no. I don't think Loki is someone I could like like that. Not when he enjoys when everything is hanging by one string. 

"You okay?" I turned around. It was Steve. I nodded slightly. "I wish it was still still 1940s. Remember when we used to draw together? And when we danced. I miss little Steve." He smiled. "I miss little Y/N. You were slightly shorter than me, and that's saying something." I laughed. "I still remember when you kept getting beat up in every dark alleyway. And when you had asthma attacks at the camp and I had too help you..." I looked down sadly. That was all a very long time ago. A different Y/N. A different time. "I have something I want to show you." He offered me a hand, and I took it.

He lead me to a room. I looked around and saw it was full of frames. They were drawings. Our drawings. "You kept them?" "Peggy found them in my stuff and gave them to Howard. Tony kept them." I ran my fingers over a frame that had a drawing of me, tiny Steve, Peggy and Bucky. I remembered it.

 I looked at the drawing Steve had made of me the night we met. Memories. That was all they were now. No going back. The tears were coming down my cheeks. I saw a few pictures next to the drawings. I looked at them. There it was. The picture of me Bucky and Steve around the fire. The night before Bucky had fallen off the train. I had seen some pictures and videos of us in the museum, and kept looking at them over and over again, until I had memorized each one. 

"Okay, time's up!" Tony said. I jumped at the sound of his voice. I saw Bucky glaring at him for having woken me. I noticed that all the Avengers had been watching me from the doorway. I have a special announcement to make. I would have told you all earlier today, but due to some recent events I-" He was cut off by Nat smacking him on the back of the head. "Okay, I'll get to the point. Pepper and I are getting married." I smiled. "Congratulations! When's the wedding?" He scratched the back of his neck. "It may or may not be, like you know... in two hours." "What?" Everyone was surprised by this. "Sogetreadybye" He screamed quickly as he ran out. 

I went back in my room and there was a dress on the bed. 

NO! There was a reason why I didn't wear sleeveless stuff. My tattoo. The red star that connected me to HYDRA. I was gong to simply use something to cover it. A piece of cloth, anything. Lucky for Bucky, his wedding attire had sleeves. And there was nothing wrong with a metal hand. A glove could solve that problem and no one would notice. I put it on and got a royal blue cloth to cover my tattoo. I tied it around my shoulder. There. It was just an injury to them now. 

I bent down and opened the shoe box. 

Nope. Not wearing heels. Nice try Tony. I put on my flats and went to the bathroom.

 Hair. Yes. I quickly went over to Wanda's room. Nat was already there. Nat's dress was golden and Wanda's dress was red. I figured Tony had given them dresses too. "Y/N! You look amazing!" "Unfair! Y/N doesn't have too look like one of Tony's suits!" Nat complained. I laughed. "I HAVE to do your hair. No complaining. I've made my decision." Wanda said. Soon my hair was done and we were off. 

The three of us were maids of honor, because it was Tony's wedding so no rules. We got out of the elevator. The wedding was going to be on the roof of Stark tower. I got there and Bucky came over to me. "Y/N! You look incredible!" I blushed slightly. He was in a suit and his hair was in a ponytail and the parts that were too short hung loosely in his face. "Thanks." I said. "Y/N why are you hiding your shoulder. It isn't something you have to hide. I'm here with you."He said taking my hand. I scoffed. "Easy for you to say. Your's isn't showing." He suddenly ripped the left sleeve of of his suit. I gasped in surprise. He quickly got my blue cloth and put it in his pocket. "Now we match." I smiled slightly and took his hand. "Don't forget you owe me a dance, doll." He whispered in my ear. Yes. I did.