The Burning Question.

Sharing the Secret: Natasha

Bucky headed back to your room to tell you how everything went. You finished taking your shower when you heard a knock at the door. Bucky never entered the room unless you said he could, wanting to give you your privacy.

"Come in!" you yell.

He enters your room and waits for you on your bed as you get ready in your bathroom. You fix your hair, put on some PJ's and head out to sit next to him.

"How did it go with Patriot Frisbee?" you ask.

"It went good," he laughed. "Ready to tell Nat?"

"Oh she is taking a nap now, but she said she is going to train at nine in case I wanted to join. In the meantime, you wanna watch a movie?"

He smiles at you. "Sure which one?"

"My favorite Disney princess is Tiana, so wanna watch Princess and the frog?" you ask as he chuckles at your suggestion.

"Sure, but the best Disney princess is Ariel. She's a mermaid for crying out loud!" he playfully argues.

"What?" you shout. "Tiana had to go through so much more! She was a fucking frog, lived in the Bayou, met a talking firefly, a talking crocodile that can play the trumpet, and defeated a witch doctor and his voodoo shadows. And she even has her own business. How is that worse than Ariel?"

"Well," Bucky started. He sounded like a real estate agent, very serious and trying to be convincing.

"Ariel is a mermaid, which is 100% better than being a frog. She also has beautiful red hair, like yours. She saved Prince Eric from dying and was able to figure out how to stop Ursula."

You eyed him, trying to get him to say he was obviously wrong. After a few minutes of an intense staring contest, Bucky gave up, letting you soak in the glory of his defeat.

"Fine," Bucky sighed. "Tiana is way more badass."

You laugh and the both of you settle into the bed, laughing and crying while watching the movie.

~~~

Then, it's a little past 9pm. The movie is wrapping up and you hear a door open, but not from your room. Your room and Nats are right across the hall from each other, so you can hear when her shower is on, when she enters and leaves her room, and when her TV is on.

You and Bucky get up from the bed and make your way to the door, getting ready to confirm everything to Nat.

"Ready?" Bucky says, waiting for you at the door.

"Always," you answer. You go and try to give a forehead kiss to him, but you realize he is too tall and you fail. Bucky laughs and gives you a kiss on the lips. Then you take his hand and follow him down to the gym.

You find Nat boxing against a dummy. She is in a matching Nike outfit, complete with a hoodie, shorts and sneakers. She has her red hair tied back in a french braid. Normally, you never train at this hour, and she is shocked to see you enter. Then she sees Bucky follow you and she is lost.

"Hey guys, didn't expect to see you," she said with a level of scepticism in her voice. "Here to train?"

"Not exactly," you answer and confusion is written all over Nat's face.

As you and Bucky are thinking about what to say, a light bulb goes off in her head. She remembered that when you were talking to her two years ago, she asked you who you thought was the hottest avenger. You answered Bucky a little too quickly and you melted at his name. Then she looked at you and then him and saw tinkles of pink on you both. Then it all made sense to her.

"So," Nat clears her throat and you and Bucky look at her. "You and the Wiener Soldier are lovers?"

You and Bucky were taken aback, not exactly sure of what to say next. You guys didn't think she would automatically know. Nat smirks as the pink on both of your cheeks is turning into red.

"Well am I right?" she asks, knowing she was right with a sly look on her face.

"First of all, it's Winter Soldier. Second," he stops to sigh. "Yes, you're correct."

"How the hell did you know?" you ask just as lost as Bucky.

"Well, you have to remember who you're talking to. You guys are looking at an ex-Russian spy and assassin, and an ex-American agent. I can spot little details very easily. Also I have never seen you guys with so much pink on your faces." she adds with a smirk at the end.

"Oh," Bucky said and then laughed embarrassed.

"Are you ok with this Nat?" you ask. You wanted her approval since she was your closest friend other than Peter.

"Of course I am. I love seeing you happy, Y/N." she says happily. Then her tone changes a little. "Even you I guess, Sergeant."

Bucky rolled his eyes. "Thanks Russian tarantula. Promise you won't tell anyone."

Nat makes the motions zip it, lock it and put in your pocket with her hands. You and Bucky knew you were fine.

You went to give Nat a hug because you were in desperate need of one. You were gonna hug Bucky later, just not in front of Nat because of all the things she would pick on you both for.

"Thanks Nat," you say while you hug her. "It means a lot."

"You got it, Y/N," she says. Then she leans into your ear and speaks so quietly that Bucky wouldn't be able to hear.

"If he does anything, I mean anything, say the word and I'll dislocate that metal arm of his and beat him to death with it." Nat whispers and you can't help but let out a giggle.

You both look back at Bucky to see if he heard. But he just stands there awkwardly, playing with his hair and fingers. He was swaying back and forth because he had no idea what to do with himself. As you and Nat eye Bucky with suspicion, he looks at you guys clearly puzzled. And you and Nat chuckle to yourselves.

"Thanks Nat," you said. You and Bucky start to leave the room, but Nat has more on her mind.

"Your welcome!" Nat says, but she isn't done yet.

"Hey! Wiener Soldier! Don't screw this up like you screwed all those ladies from the Forties!" she shouts.

Bucky ushers you to follow him and rolls his eyes and sighs. "Fuck you Nat!" He puts both of his middle fingers in the air and you laugh at his antics.

"Love ya too Barnes!" Nat shouts as you both leave. She smiled at the thought of you being with Bucky. She loves seeing you both happy, but mostly you. She knew you two were going to make it work. On the inside, she couldn't wait to see your relationship blossom.