IV.
„So, are you boys gonna give me a tour?" Natasha asked leaning against the fridge.
Remembering his days when he tried to find a nice girl for Steve to date, he realized that this might be the time to finally score a win for the punk.
„Steve can show you around while I get a fire starting. It's getting cold" He answered and went up to go into the living room where they had a masonry heater. He didn't leave the room without nodding at Natasha and winking at Steve who gave him a pointed look.
He may took him 70 years but he will be damned if he didn't help his best pal to get a girl in this century. This would be his new project and it was way better than to hallucinate about whatever was happening in his mind since Natasha showed up.
„You gonna show me your love nest, or not? I'm digging this whole Brokeback Mountain thing" He heard Natasha from the kitchen. Brokeback Mountain?
„Oh god"
„Is this why you turned down every girl I tried to set you up with? I was barking at the wrong tree?" Natasha's voice sounded actually curious.
„I am not gay, Natasha! I'm as much into Bucky as you are into Clint" Steve groaned and Bucky imagined how he rolled his eyes at the woman.
„Okay, point taken"
„Okay, let's start upstairs. We got mine and Bucky's rooms and a bathroom there. You wanna see my room? You can't see it right now 'cause it's dark but it's got a nice view. You can see the forest and everything. The lighting is great for drawing!"
Oh Christ, you ask a woman to go see your room and you tell her it has great lighting? You could have least offered to draw her! Jesus, Bucky shook his head. That was gonna be exhausting to get them together. Steve was clueless and Natasha didn't seem like the kinda person to act on her feelings. Hell, she was even surprised that Steve was worried about her.
„You gonna show me your room? What will Bucky think? And you didn't even take me on a date first!" Natasha teased Steve and Bucky bet his right arm that he was as red as a tomato. He smirked and threw more wood into the heater.
„Natasha! For Christ's sake. I don't know why I keep up with you sometimes"
„Cause you'd be lost without me, Rogers", Bucky could hear the teasing tone in her voice but he also swore that it was a question.
„Yeah, you're right", Steve's voice dropped an octave and it sounded intimate.
He was tempted to walk in on them to check their facial expressions but it felt like he would be intruding something special. So he tuned them out.
After a few minutes, Steve and Natasha returned from the first floor and walked into the living room which was the biggest room of the house. They had a kitchen, a living room, a guest bathroom downstairs and the actual bathroom, two bedrooms and a small storage room which contained weapons and supplies. Despite being a soldier, Steve wasn't really comfortable with guns in their living space but Bucky knew that they needed to be prepared and Steve had to agree.
Natasha sat down in the armchair next to the fireplace and rolled the sleeves of her sweater down to cover her hands.
„You couldn't have decided to go to Maui or something?, she complained while pulling her legs against her chest.
„Yeah, I'm sure people wouldn't have looked twice at a guy with a metal arm in swim shorts" Bucky snorted.
„I thought you looked terrible in a bikini" Steve said nonchalantly and took a seat next to him on the couch.
Why on earth Steve would say something like this to the woman he was obviously into was beyond Bucky's understanding. If he kept saying things like that, he wouldn't see her in her underwear anytime soon. He looked over to Natasha who just gave Steve a sly smile. Okay, that sentence must have some background.
„So are you gonna let me crash on your couch, boys?" Natasha asked looking at them expecting or hoping a yes.
„Absolutely not!" Steve said almost looking appalled at the thought and Natasha's face fell.
„You are not sleeping on the couch, Nat! You can take my room, I'll sleep here" He contuined and Bucky noticed that she was relieved that Steve
didn't want to kick her out. The punk could have really phrased that better.
„Steve, you don't really fit on that couch! Keep your bed. The couch is more than enough."
„No, you take the bed. I'll take the floor then. I can get a sleeping back tomorrow"
„Look, I appreciate the 40s chivalry but I will sleep on the couch"
This went back and forth for a few minutes until Natasha won the argument and Steve told her to not whine about her back the next morning. No one asked him if he wanted to give his room to her. He would have, it was the least he could have done after shooting her. Twice.
They called it a night shortly after Natasha brought her bags in, where the hell did she hide them?!, and turned the sofa into a bed for her. Bucky went up first to his room and could see that Steve didn't quite follow him but was still downstairs.
„Nat, about Leipzig. I..."
„There's nothing to say. I did what I thought was the right thing. Besides, I owed you" Her voice was barely a whisper.
„Natasha" He sounded like was going to object.
„You once told me that you trusted me to save your life. And for someone like me that means... You have no idea how much that means to me" Her voice was getting so quiet Bucky could barely hear her even with his enhanced hearing.
„Good night, Steve"
„Good night, Nat" Steve said softly.
"Steve?"
"Yeah?"
"You look really good with a beard"
He already knew that Steve was blushing again.
"Um, thanks"
Bucky closed his bedroom door and went to sleep with Steve and Natasha on his mind and the changes that would now come with her arrival.
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