Marvel imagines pt.4

Catch me if you can 🌿 Bucky/Sam

Song: Justin Timberlake ft. Timbaland - good foot.

Imagine; Bucky wants to see how good you really are as a spy. You're definitely up for the challenge.

•••

'Okay so... Sam and I heard something and I want to test you on it..' Bucky announces while he turns a chair and sits down, his arms leaning on the backrest.

'Hello to you too Bucky...' you sarcastically reply as you look up from your phone.

'Yeah hi... so what I heard was...' He continues and you chuckle at him while rolling your eyes.

He and Sam are like siblings, rivalry and roasting each other, but sometimes they find something where they're both on the same side. And you guess you're the topic of that same side.

'I heard that you're the best spy in the business.. even better than Natasha...' He explains.

'Yeah and?' You lean back in your chair as you pop a grape in your mouth and lay down your phone.

'Well me and Sam were just curious if you'd like to prove that..' He drags out and you sigh.

'You two are the reason my life span is getting shorter I swear...' you mutter.

Sam just happens to walk in but instead of being a normal person, he comes up behind you and leans down so his face is on the same level as yours.

'Come on y/n...' Sam purrs and you roll your eyes again.

'Fine.. if that gets you two to leave me alone for like two seconds...then fine!' You exclaim.

'Sweet!' Sam cheers as he high fives Bucky.

'But I'm not going to promise nobody will get hurt... both physically and emotionally...' You smirk.

•••

The club is very crowded tonight, crowded and sweaty, everything a girl could ever dream off. Not.

You hated crowded clubs like this but hey, it will give you a great advantage. You will be able to make it out very easily.

'So... you ready doll?, because I'm pretty sure you're scared...' Bucky teases and you scoff. 'Bite me...'

'Okay... so you'll get a ten second head start, the rules are clear... y/n has to make it to the door without being caught by either me or Bucky..' Sam explains. 'If she does, all drinks tonight are on her... if the impossible happens, which is if she's really as good as everyone claims.. we boys have to cover the girls shifts for the rest of the week...'

'You can't be serious Sam!' Tony groans.

'Shut it tin can... she won't win...' Sam comments.

'Yeah sure Samantha, less talking and more action...' you grin.

'Fine, start..' he says and you are immediately walking towards the dancing crowd. This will be fun.

Sam looks around after the head start ends. He can see a lot of girls dressed exactly like you, the same haircut and colour, it's already driving him insane.

As for Bucky, he knows all your tricks, the blending. In and then the constant following, trying to make your target crazy. But to his surprise, he hasn't even seen a glimpse of your pretty face and it unnerves him.

He bumps into several girls, none of them are you, where could you possibly be?, he would've gotten word about you already being at the door, no you're toying with them. You have to be.

'Ow!' A girl yells out as Bucky accidentally bumps into her as well. 'I'm really sorry...' he looks at the girl, the first thing he notices is the bright hair, he immediately averts his eyes and waits for her to walk past.

He can't explain it but there's something about the bright coloured hair that makes him extremely uncomfortable, he isn't used to bright colours in people's hair.

'Tick tock guys...' Natasha smirks.

'Nat quit it...' Sam sighs frustrated.

'Aww what's wrong Sam? Scared you might have some extra work this week?' You speak into the com with a chuckle.

'No...' he huffs.

He pushes through the crowd, getting two arms wrapped around him and another body dancing against him. He rolls his eyes and gently pushes the girl towards the other side of the dance floor.

You look behind you to see Sam still looking through the crowd. You walk over to the exit.

'Gotcha!' A hand is wrapped around your bicep.

'Damn...' you mutter, hiding your smirk.

'Didn't think I'd be waiting for you, did you?' His smug expression is about to get wiped off of his face.

You hold up your hand, putting one finger up and pointing it down. He slowly looks down and as you predicted, his expression falters. Your foot is over the line..

His mouth falls open as Sam joins his side, your hand slides up his cheek as he lets go of your upper arm. You pay it a couple times before walking out, right to the rest of the team.

You high five Nat as she chuckles. 'I'm proud of you..so how did you do it..'

'Yeah I'm kind of curious..' Steve joins in.

'Well... since Bucky is still adapting to this century, and its styles, I wore a bright wig, he gets really uncomfortable when he sees such bright haired girls and boys...oh and for Sam, he hates drunk girls in general cause he's reserving himself or some shit... he was annoyed by me and didn't dare to look down, too busy to see who was right in front of him...'

'Oh that's... that's... that's...' Sam stutters but can't find a way to end his sentence.

•••

'You should hit the sack now that you have to cover our shifts, so me and the girls will go have drinks..'

'Yeah Yeah... I can't believe we were this stupid...' Bucky sighs.

'Oh don't go being a sore loser now...' you wink hugging him.

'Sorry we underestimated you.. but this was fun though..'

'Yeah it was...' you admit. 'Okay so we will see you tomorrow... come on!' You cheer making Bucky and Sam smile.

Bucky puts his hands in his pockets, slight panic however sets in when he can't feel his wallet.

You glance over your shoulder and hold up the leather wallet. You wave iron the air like a trophy.

'She stole my wallet...'

'Yup, mine too...' Sam groans.