You're all halfway done with your food when Steve decides to ask you a question.
"So, Lynn," He starts, "What led you to join our team?"
You look at him for a moment before looking back at your food, a grin on your face. You lift up your hand; your pointer finger pointed upward, and a tiny flame pops out of it, like a match. You look back at Steve, whose eyebrows are raised, and move your finger down to light a candle in front of you. Bringing your hand back up, you blow the flame out. You're wearing a confident smile when you turn your head to face him again.
"That enough of an answer for ya?"
He simply nods in response, unsure how else to respond, and you laugh at him.
"How long have you been able to do that?" he finally asks.
"Dunno," You shrug, "A few years? I don't really know how it came about."
He nods his head again, and you look over to Nat. She gives you an impressed smile. You take a deep breath, sitting up straight in your chair.
"Anyways," You sigh, "uhh, I'm gonna turn in for the night." You get up and go over to the sink to wash your plate before turning to go up the stairs. You make eye contact with Tony before ascending them and he nods.
"Night!" he yells.
You feel bad for leaving early, but it's been such a long day that you can't help but be exhausted. You quickly make it to your room and grab some clothes before heading to the shower. You're in the middle of washing your hair when someone walks in.
"One minute!" you yell.
"Sorry!" Says a frantic voice.
You laugh and shake your head, quickly finishing up.
You step out of the shower and wrap your towel around you, deciding not to put on your clothes just yet. Your room is right next to the bathroom so it really shouldn't matter. You gather your things and open the door, hurriedly walking to your room, just in case someone sees you.
When you open your door, Bucky is sitting on your bed.
"Oh!" you jump.
"Sorry, I uh-I thought you'd be dressed, I saw your clothes in the bathroom…" he trails off, his eyes wandering down your body. So it was Bucky who walked in on you...
"It's ok." you say slowly. "Did you need something?"
"I was wondering if we could talk?"
You raise your eyebrows in surprise. Now he wants to talk?
"Sure." You say, awkwardly shuffling towards your closet. "Do you mind if I get dressed first?"
"Oh yeah…" he replies. The way he says it implies that he forgot you were only wearing a towel. He gets up and quickly walks out of the room, shutting your door on the way out.
You get dressed- choosing not to put on the silk nightgown you had previously picked, going with a matching short and a tank top set instead- and let him back in.
"So whats up?" you ask, plopping down on your bed. You hug a pillow to your chest and stare at him, waiting for a response. You wonder if it has anything to do with when you first met him…
He sits down next to you and clears his throat, looking down at the sheets. You feel yourself leaning forward with anticipation.
"Uhh, when we first met, I uh-"
"Did you see colors too?" you cut him off.
He looks up at you, but before he can respond there's a knock at the door.
"Hey, Lynn, it's Steve." There's a pause. "Can we talk?"
You look at Bucky, confused. He tears his attention away from the door to look at you again. He sighs and nods for you to let him in.
"Come in!" you yell to Steve, not looking away from Bucky.
Steve freezes when he notices you're not alone. He looks back and forth between the two of you before letting out a breath.
"I see you beat me to it." he says to Bucky, who just shrugs.
Steve nods and makes his way further into the room, leaving you to wonder what's going on. He stops when he's a few feet away from the bed, shoving his hands in his pockets.
You all just sit (In Steve's case, stand) there for a few minutes, not saying anything, until you finally decide to speak up.
"Ok, somebody needs to tell me what the Fuck is going on here." you say, looking from Steve to Bucky, eyebrows raised.
They both divert their attention away from the floor to look at you, before looking at each other. Steve looks back at the floor and Bucky adjusts his position on your bed so his body is turned towards yours.
He takes a deep breath before actually talking to you.
"Yes, I saw colors when we first met…"
"That's great!" You answer, happy to have figured out who your soulmate is. "But what does that have to do with both of you?"
Bucky looks back at Steve and sighs before continuing,
"Steve can see colors now too." he answers, pressing his lips together in a line.
You stare at him for a moment before busting out laughing.
"This is a joke right?" you say in between giggles. "I mean that's- that impossible… right?" you get serious at the end after seeing the looks on their faces.
Steve shakes his head at you. And you realize that they aren't kidding. You sit in silence for a minute, thinking, then you realize that you're going to have to choose between them and start freaking out.
"Ok well I don't how im supposed to choose because -because -," you realize you're starting to hyperventilate and choose not to finish your sentence. Steve bends down in front of you and puts his hands on your shoulders.
"Lynn," he says calmly, "we're not asking you to choose between us right now. Give it time."
You take a shaky breath and nod your head, looking down at your hands in your lap.
You don't know how much time has passed but eventually you feel the mattress go up as Bucky stands and they both head towards the door to leave. Probably to give you time to process everything. Bucky stops before stepping out and looks over his shoulder at you.
"...Let me know if you need anything." he says.
And then they're gone.