Chapter 4: Sticky notes and coffee
"O-oh? Yeah, sure, come on up," I say to the caller, beeping him open. There was apparently a mail box for Bucky, but he wasn't in. I wait for a while for the person to come in until I hear the bell. I scurry to my door and see a young mean, rather thin, "Here you go m'am, please give it to him when he asks." And with that he shoved the box towards me, and I quickly went to hold it, and he turns around and walks off. "Sure…" I place the box on my kitchen counter and raise an eyebrow. It was kinda heavy but carry-able.
What could Bucky be ordering...? He said he was a retired solider and now worked as a security man and bouncer in different locations. What kind a thing would a man like that order? I shrug it off and continue on eating my lunch.
X
It's been two days and he hasn't rung my bell yet. Maybe he doesn't know, or maybe he forgot? I grumble softly and tap my cheek. I don't even have his phone number, so I can't text him. I sigh and head to my desk and take out a sticky note.
'Hey Bucky! I have a package for you, come ring anytime and I'll give it to you! –Anna'
I smile and nod. Taking it, I head out of my apartment and stick it on his door. I nod and walk back to my apartment. That should remind him.
X
I yawn and walk out of my apartment door. Mondays are such a hassle. It feels like highschool all over again. With homework, reports and- bags! I jolt up, turning around to pull my door open... only to see I just closed it too soon. I groan and pull out my keys and halt my movements when I see a sticky note on my door.
'I came by, you weren't there. -Bucky'
A small smile comes on my lips as I see his scrawl. Annoyance dissolves from my being and I open the door. I pass my bag from the couch and head to my desk, taking out another yellow sticky note.
'Sorry about that! Try around eight tonight, I'm usually at by home then.'
I slip out of my apartment and stick it on his door again, and stifle a giggle when I saw he kept my previous sticky note. I stick it next to the last sticky note and let out a small content sigh. And then I freeze. I go to my door and saw that I closed it. I still don't have my bag. I groan.
X
I let out a small happy smile when I see my apartment complex. I miss the blond muscular guy with a baseball cap as I unlock the front door and climb up the stairs. To the fourth floor and I smile even more when I see my door... and a second sticky note on it. Something lights up in me and I jog up to it, leaning down to read it.
'I won't be home until at least 4am, job. Ring mine whenever you feel like it too.'
I furrow my brows at his late night job. Security work must be really annoying and time consuming. I nod at the note and walk up to his door and ring his bell. I wait a good minute before giving up and sighing, looks like he's already on the job. I walk to my door and open it. Dropping my bag to the ground, I walk to my desk and pull out a sticky note.
'Oh wow, sounds very tiresome. Be careful out there! And understood, you also ring mine anytime!'
I smile and hop, walking quickly to his door and sticking the note on his door. With that I walk back to my apartment.
X
Bucky sighs softly, dropping his hand from his cheek. It was another undercover mission with Steve, and boy was it annoying. Tony still wouldn't shut up about Anna and Steve seemed sad that he never told him about his neighbour. She was just his neighbour, nothing more-
He sees another note. He quickens his walk to his door and immediately leans towards it and squints his eyes while reading it.
'Oh wow, sounds very tiresome.' He smirks, you have no idea. 'Be careful out there.' Well, he had to be. But it felt nice to know she cared. He nods as the last statement and quickly unlocks his door and turns a corner to his kitchen's counter where the sticky note column stood with a pen.
'Very -colleagues are annoying. Sorry about never being home.' He reads it again and scowls, scrunching it and writing a new one.
It takes him a good five minutes before giving up and writing up the final version and sticking it on his neighbour's door. He nods and goes to take a quick shower.
X
I didn't have to go to work that morning and grinned. I saw the clock and I saw it read 10am. I smile and wake up slowly.
I take my time doing my toiletries and eating breakfast in front of TV. Once the clock struck 11, I was ready. I had my jacket on, a scarf and my bag. I open my door and immediately step outside and look at the door. I smile when I see a new note.
'Yeah, my colleagues are annoying. Also, sorry about not being at home.'
I small blush goes on my cheeks. I slip back in my apartment and write up a new note.
'Don't worry! If anything, I'm sorry for keeping it from you!'
A quickly stick it up on his door and close my own door. I walk out of my apartment, suddenly hit with the cool air. It is mid December and it was freezing out. I huff out hot air from my mouth and walk towards the bus stop five minutes from the apartment. I arrive just as the bus arrives and I hop in and head towards the middle of the city.
My workplace was a fifteen minute walk from this nice coffee shop, so I head there first to get my energy from a nice cup of coffee. I hum softly as I push the door open. The coffee shop was nice and homey. There were couches by the windows and heaters everywhere. There was the permanent dark brown colour everywhere, with other pastel colours here and there. Then there would be plants to each corner. "Jell and Co," was the name of the shop. But most people just called it Jellco.
I see that there's no line and I silently praise all sorts of divinities. The girl at the counter nods boredly at me. "Hey, medium black coffee please." She nods, "Name?"
"Anna." She nods and tells me the sum of the money. I hand her a five dollar bill and she hands back the change. I nod and step back, near the counter to wait. I halt when I see a familiar face. "Bucky?" I ask. The person blinks and looks at me. "Oh."
He appeared to be leaning on the counter, next to an occupied table. He was wearing a hoodie and a cap. God knows why he was wearing one, it wasn't that sunny outside. He had his arms crossed while his face kept that permanent semi-frown. I knew it was his default face, so I wasn't shy to go up to him.
I grin and walk up to him. "How have you been? Haven't seen you in a while," I smile up at him. He crosses his arms the other way and stands up straighter and takes a step forward. I don't think too much about it, ignorant to the fact that he's hiding Steve behind him. "Been around, busy with a new job," he responds. I hum good naturedly. "Ah yes, that job with the annoying colleagues?"
An amused glint shines in his eyes and he chuckles, "Very annoying colleagues," he corrects making me giggle. I ignore how the woman from the counter called for a 'Steve' and I smile at Bucky. Until I perk up, "Oh! That package!" I then say. He halts for a second, as if remembering, and then nods. "Ah, right."
"It's almost amazing that we always miss each other," I say. He shrugs but thinks for a solution to this minor problem. "When are you home tonight?" he asks. When indeed... ah, I was going to a bar with Jeff tonight. "Midnight, probably." He then sighs and crosses his arms, "Then tonight is no good." I close my eyes in concentration until I hear the woman call for my name. I excuse myself from Bucky and grab my coffee before standing by Bucky again.
"Oh! Of course, the phone." I roll my eyes to myself, so much for working with phone practically all day. He also perks up and nods, pulling out his phone, "Good idea." He stares blankly at his phone before handing it to me. I giggle softly and take over, taking his phone...
"Oh my god, you have the newest Stark phone?" I ask. It was so slick, beautiful. But they were also so... expensive. I raise an eyebrow at Bucky who shrugs. "It was a present." 'Present? You must have rich friends...' I unlock his phone and go to contacts. I let an amused laugh out at the names of his contacts.
"American skinny suit?" I ask again and he smirks at that but shrugs. "You got lots of interesting contacts here," I comment, noting how almost none of them had actual names, just very imaginative nicknames. I go to add contacts and press my number. And as for my name... well, can't break the tradition.
I hand the phone back to him and he reads over the details. "Your coffee neighbour?" Now it's his turn to ask and have a slight raise of an eyebrow. I blush softly and nod, "Yeah? Want to change it...?" He stares at it for a second... 'your'... 'my coffee neighbour'... he suddenly really likes the name. "No, it's good." He says and I grin and nod. "Perfect then!" I look at my watch and jolt up. "Oh god, sorry Bucky, but I need to go! See you later!" and with that, I rush off to my work place.
He looks at me rushing out. 'My coffee neighbour... mine.' He somehow adores the name she chose.
"Nat was right," Bucky suddenly remembers that Steve was with him and turns around only to be greeted with a teasing smile, "she is cute."
Chappie 4 done! Cute cute ^^
11 - June - 2018
Tsuki