WinterIron one shots

Trouble

Word count:1700

Summery: another weird one - Sorry.... Bucky has always had a tendency to find trouble. He doesn't look for it, But he will happily crawl after it if Tony lets him.

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Contrary to popular belief, Bucky does not look for trouble.

It just appears, and he's weak. So weak.

With Steve, it had been the watery blue eyes and his unerring ability to get into a fight with an empty house when given the opportunity.

With the cat he found in Romania, it had been the way he'd hissed at Bucky every time he tried to pet him before the damned animal  wrapped itself around Bucky's neck like a matted, purring scarf.

It's not that Bucky has a type for angry, helpless things. He's just weak.

Something the Soldier had assured would not be a problem any more thanks to him, as evidenced by how quickly Bucky had been able to lay the Captain out after seeing him for the first time since the fall from the freight train. And how Bucky only cried once when he'd woken from a nightmare and didn't find that dumb cat clinging to his neck like the jerk he was.

See, progress.

Now that he was defrosted and triggers scrubbed from his brain, Bucky told himself that trouble wouldn't find him. Not this time. But, alongside being a murderous ex-assassin with a roommate situation in his mind, he's also a big liar.

Case in point: Tony Stark.

While Bucky hasn't laid eyes on the man since the disastrous Bunker episode, they've been in contact since Bucky's defrosting in Wakanda six months ago.

And that period of time is long enough to know that Tony Stark is trouble: From getting Bucky pardoned to asking whether he even wants to come back to the United States, to whether Bucky would mind if Tony works on a replacement for the arm ("Full offense, Winter Wonderland, but that thing is an atrocity. I can do better."), to even placing Bucky under Stark Industries' payroll in order to keep him out of the military's clutches ("If anyone asks, your name is James and you're filling the official position of Netflix connoisseur." James frowned. "I don't even know what a Netflix is."). Bucky couldn't wrap his head around how Tony could do any of this for him as Tony steamrolled any attempt by Bucky to ask – let alone beg forgiveness for his sins against the engineer.

King T'Challa had suggested, from having worked with Tony personally on the amendments of the Accords, that Tony had forgiven Bucky in his own way and was asking the same with what he knew: actions and consistency.

While Bucky understood it, and the Soldier respected it, that wouldn't stop Bucky from saying the words anyway, and thanking Tony.

As soon as he could remember how words worked - because he's pretty sure his brain has promptly melted out of his ears.

The Soldier is no help whatsoever. Not that Bucky can really blame him because - goddamn.

He and Tony had communicated through video-calls, but seeing Tony in person? Not even Princess Shuri's highest quality screens could do Tony justice.

The man is a vision: artfully tousled brown curly  hair, sweet-lipped mouth, a beard that Bucky wants to feel rubbed all over him, and the healthy glow of olive-toned skin, rivaled only by the satin smoothness of honey that Bucky can already taste.

And while the Soldier is already diverted with the thought of the different places he's sure Tony would taste differently, Bucky is drawn to the blood-red of Tony's three-piece suit; cut to perfection, his body moving like heaven  beneath it sinuous and firm as the material caresses and clings like it can't get enough, the shock of white at the collar of his shirt calls out to him, begging to be unraveled like the gift he is.