Avengers Imagines

Bucky ~ Interrogate

"One more time!" you said, exasperated as you sighed deeply and put your face as close to his as possible.

"Comfy?" you asked sarcastically with a tight smile, not letting him answer

"Listen buddy, it's reeeaal simple. You just tell us where you hid to case and we wont kill you! So unless you want me and my pal here to break your neck, you should probably tell us where that fucking case is- !"

"(y/n)" Bucky grabbed your shoulder and pulled you back. You resisted but then stepped back, the urge to punch the dude growing as his smirk grew. You didn't want him to smirk. He had been working your every nerve all day long and all you wanted to do was punch that stupid little smirk off his smug face. Bucky had been keeping you from doing that, but you knew he wanted to punch him as much as you did.

You huffed, eyeing the guy from the corner of your eye as you faced Bucky.

"He isn't going to give it up," Bucky said, looking equally as frustrated and tired as you felt.

"He sure fucking will-,"

"(y/n)," bucky grabbed your hand, giving it a small squeeze to calm you, " what I'm saying is, this isnt working,"

You looked at Bucky and knew he was right. the two of you had tried everything to get him to talk, but he hadn't even revealed his name.

Bucky's eyes softened and he gave you a small smile. He leaned in a little and whispered, "don't worry, we'll get him to talk. And if not, I think I can get you at least 3 minutes unsupervised in here with him. You know, accidents happen, he might brake a rib or two."

You laughed a little at that, getting rid of most of that frustration you were feeling.

"ok , you two need to get a room or something," and with that, the frustration was back. You turned over to the guy who was sitting still in the same chair, behind the same table, with the same smug face.

"Shut it ass-hat," you said, stepping over to the table and glaring at him

"Hm," he said, looking at you intently, " I think we've gotten to the point of first name basis. I'm Matt, named after my grandfather. I'd shake your hand but..." he looked down at the ropes tying him and shrugged.

"Matt?" you spat, in disbelief of the sudden new information

"That would be me." Matt said calmly, looking quite satisfied to have caught you off guard.

"Care to tell us a last name?" Bucky asked, stepping closer to him with his arms crossed across his chest. He stared him down trying to intimidate him but Matt looked unbothered as he let out a small chuckle

"No, I don't think we're quite there yet," Matt said, shrugging, " I'd like to get to know you more first. Like a first date! Except the only ones getting lucky are your girlfriend and yourself- "

"Just friend," You corrected, not looking at Bucky. You two had had your moments, and you'd often thought about him more than a friend, but now was not the time. And you weren't going to let Matt use that to his advantage.

"Really?" Matt inquired, leaning back on his chair and looking very excited about the news.

"Could this be? Love that has not yet been confessed? But why the need to keep such feelings inside when the sexual attraction is so clear? I'd reckon It's a work thing, career first, love second and all that bull," he said, studying you both. You shifted your weight and kept his glare, trying to think of something to say that wouldn't confirm his suspicions. But the silence that followed his remark was enough confirmation for him.

"Oh how lovely," he teased, and you willed yourself not to blush. But a small peek at Bucky's uncomfortable shuffling and light pinky tint on his cheeks and you felt your cheeks flush.

"You still need to tell us where that case is," You said, desperately trying to change the subject before he said anything else.

'Alright, alright. I'll stop interrupting your efforts to make me tell you where I hid the case," Matt conceded, rolling his eyes

"So, are you going to tell us or are we going to have to make this way harder than it should," Bucky said, stepping closer again and looking less flustered.

"Oh, I'm sorry did you have plans for tonight? Maybe you and your 'friend' here were spending the night together, as friends often do." He said, the corner of his mouth curving into a smirk.

"Quit getting off track," You hissed, knowing he was going to continue using this as a distraction.

Matt looked between the two of you, carefully studying your eyes. There was a long stretch of silence before Matt let out a chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Bucky asked, clearly not having any of his crap.

"Ok, tell you what," He said, sitting up straight and lifting his chin, "I can't tell you where the case is. Boss's orders. But I can give you hints." He said, peaking your interest. But you knew he wasn't going to make it that easy for you.

"I'm assuming these 'hints' aren't going to be free?" You asked, satisfied to at least have gotten something out of him.

"Of course not, do I really seem like that kinda guy?" Matt said, " Each hint's gonna come with a price. But keep in mind this is a one time offer. Take it or leave it, but if you leave it you're not getting anything out of me."

You looked over at Bucky and he looked at you, both of you not sure what to do. After some silent decision making between you and Bucky, you turned back over to Matt.

"Alright. What's the first hint?" You asked but he shook his head

"Don't be too hasty dear. We all know you gotta pay first and then get the goods" Matt said, making you shake your head in annoyance.

"Fine. What do you want?" you sighed, going through a list in your mind of the worst possible things he could ask for.

"For starters, a comfortable room would be nice. I'm going to be sticking around for a while and the rope is hurting my wrists," Matt said, trying and failing to break free of the rope, "Oh and Bucket-"

"Bucky," Bucky huffed, clenching his fists.

"Right, that," Matt said, very much not caring, " A warm chicken sandwich too. No pickles,"

Bucky sared at him, refusing to believe he was being asked to get dinner for the man that had been driving him to his limit all day long. He looked at (y/n) for defense but she sighed and gave him a chick-fil-a gift card.

'I'll go get Tony and let him know about everything," You said, heading for the door with Bucky

"Don't get distracted and have a make-out sesh while your gone" Matt called after the two of you

You closed the door and turned off the lights in the interrogation room. Leaving Matt in complete darkness for a few hours didn't sound too bad to you.

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