Chapter 11 Jealous
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"Okay, fine.. you've got a point. I feel so much better now. Let's go back, let's talk about something else! Do you want to do something or stay here at the tower?" He says anxiously. Does he seriously think that I buy that?
"For now, rest." I point to my bed and he raises an eyebrow. "I'm not doing anything else until I see that you're better." I insist.
"I can't sleep and I don't feel like having you watch me doing it either..."
"I won't. I'll just be around in case something happens." He just keeps looking at me with that childish grin. "I'm not going to make you, but if you don't start doing an effort then things won't progress."
"Fine." He says irritated. "But just because I'm getting sleepy now."
I smile at the joke. I never thought Stark's actions were that funny, but now that I'm here next to him, it's not that entirely bad.
He walks to my bed and lays down, just as he places his head in the pillow, his eyes grow more tired. He closes his eyes and almost in an instant, he falls asleep. I get back to my doodling; something quiet, so it doesn't bother him.
Minutes pass and he starts to shuffle in his sleep, he's rolling around frequently in the bed. I get closer to him and put my hand over his shoulder. He stops for a while.
I yet again, get another weird feeling, a feeling that I need to stay with him... stay by his side.
I get into the bed right next to him, I face the other way so that we are now back to back. He stops moving completely. I suppose I should stay here just in case...
I close my eyes and relax, I start to doze off, but before falling asleep I turn and I wrap my arm around him. I feel guilty for taking advantage of the situation, but something inside me was asking me to do this, I couldn't fight it.
Tony*
I open my eyes and I find myself in Steve's room, but that's not what surprises me, what really surprises me is that I slept peacefully. I didn't have any nightmares or wake up all shaken.
I feel cool, calmed and comfortable and I don't want to move. I begin to notice that there's something over me, I look down to my side and it's him...
This is so bad... but, I don't want this to stop.. not at all.
What is he doing here anyways?
I sigh and my head starts taking me to other places. Guess I can't rest much. The memory of our hug travels to my mind. All of the times that we've talked just rushes back to me. I don't even know what to think about all this. I-I should be hating this, I should be hating him... but I don't. I'm getting warm feeling.
I don't like warm feelings, they always lead me to something bad.
I forbid myself to get attached with anyone. Warm feelings are always my first sign to run away but Steve... Steve makes me want to try again. Something that has never happened before.
"Is everything alright?" He breaks my bubble of thoughts.
I turn to him. "I didn't need a babysitter."
"Well, you weren't complaining about it."
I smile at him. Idiot. "Get out." I push him softly.
"You get out, this is my bed."
"I built "your" room."
"Oh shut up." He pushes back.
Then we stop and stay silent looking at one another, our thoughts racing in our heads.
"What goes through that mind of yours?" He asks as he observes both of my eyes as if they reveal the answer.
"I don't even understand, Steve."
"Do you still hate me?"
"No. How could I?" Why am I saying things like this? There are plenty of reasons to hate him, but I can't bring myself to do it.
"Yeah, I think I didn't think you did." He laughs.
We stay talking for a while until Bucky intrudes.
"Steve, come on." He says looking at us suspiciously through the door. Steve looks at Bucky and then back at me, its obvious that he doesn't want to leave.
"Go.. I'll go down to the lab. It will be open in case you want to come by." I assure him.
"Okay... I'll see you later." He says as he gets up from the bed and leaves with Bucky.
As I previously said, I go down to the lab, sit on my chair and rest my head in my palm.
I'm liking Steve way more than I should.
I stop myself from thinking about it too much and get to work.
After a few hours I get tired and doubt is consuming me. What are they talking about? What are they doing? I need to know.
I go up the stairs slowly, making sure each step is silent. I hide behind the wall in order to stay hidden. They're just casually chatting.
"Haha yes... Oh, hey?" Says Bucky. G
"Yes?" Asks Steve.
"Come here."
Steve comes near him with a confused look plastered across his face.
Barnes, without any warning, forcibly grabs Steve by the neck and clashes his lips onto Steve's. I can feel the anger rise inside of me. My throat tightens, mouth dry, and breathing suddenly becomes harder to do.
"What the hell are you doing!?" Steve basically shouts as he pushes Barnes off of him.
"I-I'm sorry.. I thought that.." he tries to explain before quitting and leaving without another word.
"Bucky! Wait-" Steve tries but Bucky is all ready out of view. Steve looks around the room searching for an answer.
I run quietly back to my lab before Steve decides to come.
I am INFERIATED. What the hell what that? What is all this? Am I-am I jealous? I can't be!... There's just no way.
