It's around midnight when you finally look at the clock.
That means it's been about three hours since Bucky and Steve left.
Three hours you've been sitting here. Three.
You shake your head to clear your thoughts, and get up to go brush your teeth, trying to distract yourself. You open your door quietly, careful to avoid waking anyone, and make your way to the bathroom. You're about to open the bathroom door when your stomach grumbles. You frown, there's no reason for you to be hungry. Nonetheless, you turn around and make your way down the stairs.
To your surprise, you find Bucky, hovering over a drink at the island. You intake a deep breath when he notices you standing there. He looks concerned for you, and you realize you probably look terrible.
'Hey." You say softly, your voice barely above a whisper.
"Hey," he whispers back. "What are you still doing up?"
"I could ask you the same thing." You respond, taking a seat next to him.
He looks back at his drink.
"Thinking."
You nod before getting back up and walking over to the fridge. You find a jar of pickles and take it out.
"Pickles?" He asks.
You shrug, "Comfort food. Want one?" You hold the jar out for him.
He looks at it for a minute before taking one out.
You eat a few more before offering him another. He declines so you put them away.
You stand there for a few minutes, looking at him, taking in his features. He looks back at you, his eyes boring into your own. You suddenly look away, for unknown reasons, and make your way over to the couch. His eyes follow you.
"What are you doing?"
You look up at him "Do you know where the remote is?"
He frowns, looking over at the clock. "It's after midnight?"
"And?"
"You should be in bed."
"So should you," You shrug. "Besides, I won't be able to sleep."
He frowns at you for a minute before getting up to get you the remote.
"Thanks… wanna watch something with me?" you ask shyly.
He takes a second to respond.
"Sure."
You smile at him and click the power button on the remote, turning the T.V on, before taking a seat on the couch. He sits down next to you and both find a movie to watch.
You end up picking Hunger Games and are about ten minutes in before Bucky decides he needs popcorn. Figures.
You pause it for him and when he gets back, instead of sitting next to you, he lays his head in your lap.
"Bold move" you think to yourself, but you can't help smiling.
You find yourself playing with his hair, and before long, he's out. However, you keep playing with his hair, it's comforting... in a way.
Soon enough, you doze off as well, the movie continuing to play in the background.
You wake up the next morning from the light shining through the window. The first thing you see is Bucky, still sound asleep in your lap. You smile as you look at him, and brush his hair out of his face.
You look up and make eye contact with Wanda. Terrified, your eyes widen. She smirks and takes a sip of her coffee.
"Sleep well?" she asks.
You don't respond.
She laughs lightly, "I figured something like this would happen."
"Like what?" you finally say.
She motions to you and Bucky and you frown, embarrassed.
She smiles again, "You guys are cute."
"Wait, how did you know something like this would happen?" you question her.
She raises her eyebrows at you, "I can read minds?"
You squeeze your eyes shut, suddenly feeling really dumb. You knew that. You fucking knew that. You think of Steve.
"Don't worry, I won't tell him." Wanda says, reading your mind.
You open your eyes to look at her again.
"Thanks…"
"I must say, you are in quite the dilemma."
"What do you mean?"
"Well when I read your mind last night, you were just confused as to which one is supposed to be your soulmate…" She pauses. "But now you have to choose between them?" She hums, taking another sip of coffee. "I didn't know it was possible to have more than one."
You nod "Me neither."
Wanda suddenly perks up. "Steves coming." She warns.
Your eyes widen and you quickly lift Bucky's head up, replacing your legs with a pillow, and scurry over to the other sitting chair. You try your best to look natural as he walks in.
Steve gives you a funny look and Wanda stifles a laugh.
"You two are up early." he comments.
"Are we?" You ask with an obnoxiously large smile.
Steve gives you a funny smile back, "Yeah, it's like six…." he notices Bucky. "Did he sleep here last night?" he asks.
You nod innocently, "Guess so."
"Hm." it's quiet for a moment. "I'm gonna make pancakes you guys want any?"
"Oooo yes!" you answer excitedly.
He smiles at you and walks out of the room.
Your smile drops and you quickly look over to Wanda.
"Did he suspect anything?!" you ask anxiously.
Wanda laughs lightly at you.
"Not a thing."