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Last night the team went out to a bar, but you didn't stay there for long. You saw Bucky in the booth being very friendly with someone you had never seen before. His face adorned one of his dashing smiles. You hated seeing him so close with somebody else than you.
Your relationship with him at the moment was a bit tense. For some time you were kinda dating, but then ended things before they could evolve into something serious.
To be fair, you had done something similar the week before, where you tried to make him jealous by flirting with some guy you had met earlier at the bar that night. You made sure that Bucky saw you and heard you laugh. He probably could tell, you were putting on an act though.
Her laughter echoed through the bar, caching your attention again. Bucky was turned with his back to you, leaning closer to his date. The feeling of jealousy pang in your heart, you hated it, at the moment, you hated him. If this was what he was going for, it worked. You had enough it was too much. It felt like he didn't even see or hear you anymore.
Without saying a word to anyone, you finished the drink you were nursing for the last half an hour, stood up, and not noticed by anyone in the dim light of the bar left into the night.
The next day Bucky tried to get your attention. No matter how hard he tried, you ignored him. It was obvious he wanted to talk, but you weren't in the mood for talking. In the meeting he wrote a note, passing it to Sam who passed it to you.
"Can't you just talk to him?" Sam asked, tired of being the middle man. "Like seriously, what's going on between the two of you?"
"Nothing." You pushed the note under the papers, not even glancing at it.
"Remind me why did you break up?"
"I don't know, it's complicated." You could see Bucky writing something again on a small piece of paper.
"It's complicated only if you make it complicated." With a sigh, Sam passed you another folded note from Bucky.
"I'm sorry, am I disturbing here?" Tony coughed, seeing the notes. "Are we in high school?" Everyone's eyes were on you.
"Sorry, Tony." You glared at Bucky for getting you in trouble.
Tony continued talking about the next mission. You stared at the papers where you pushed the notes, thinking if you even wanted to read them.
"Where did you disappeared last night?" After the meeting, Bucky run up to you, walking next to you.
"Went home." You said casually, not looking at him continuing walking.
"You always do that." He dryly chuckled.
"Do what?"
"Disappear without saying anything."
"Sometimes I like to do that."
"I noticed."
"It wasn't like someone was interested in anything else than his date." You abruptly stopped, looking at him. Anger and annoyance radiated in your eyes.
