Arabella
True to her word Pepper got us the apartment the very next day. Since we had no actual personal belongings, except for clothes, it was a fast and easy move. I thought that all we had to do was get furniture, but it turns out Pepper took care of that too. She called it a housewarming gift from Tony.
Everyone took our move easily, Steve was a little sad but we said he could visit whenever and that he could always make plans with us when he wanted to see us. Tony on the other hand just kept asking if this was the right thing to do, if we were making the right decision, maybe we should wait until the year is over. As we all sat here in Bucky and I's new apartment, that's exactly what he kept on doing.
"Here you don't have JARVIS, and what good is a place without him? None, no good. Why would you want to trade living in a place like mine for something smaller? It's almost too small." Pepper placed a hand on his shoulder, silencing him.
"They will be fine Tony, they are adults."
"Yeah but 90 year olds, which practically makes them helpless and slow. You know they need to be taken care of."
"Super soldiers." Bucky and Steve said at the same time. I had to hold back a laugh, Tony was just being cautious. I get up from next to Bucky and walk to kneel in front of Tony.
"Don't worry Tony, anything happens you'll be one of the first people I call."
"Why not the only first? Who could help you better than I could?"
"I have my brother, remember Steve? Kinda a Super Soldier too."
"He still doesn't have the technology that I do." I laugh at his statement, and take his hand in mine and smile reassuringly. He looks at me blankly and moves his head up to look in front of him. He clears his throat awkwardly.
"Might want to let go now, I didn't bring my suit so your glaring boyfriend might actually win." I was confused at his words, I let go of his hand and turned back to Bucky, who had his glare on Tony.
'Wow of course.' I roll me eyes at his silliness. How could he think that anything could happen with tony? I just take my seat next to him and he immediately grabs my hand. I look around our new apartment. It was perfect for the two of us. Two bedrooms, one bathroom, an open layout of the kitchen and living room, it was a similar layout to my floor at Tony's.
I had almost been reluctant to leave my room there, simply because it had been the only safe place since I woke up. My thoughts on that changed fast when I looked at Bucky, he was my safe place now. I didn't need a room to hide, not when I had him.
Deciding that Bucky and I needed our alone time, Pepper dragged everyone out. After the door shut and no sound could be heard from the hall, I turn to Bucky to see him staring right back at me.
"Officially alone for the first time." I state, a nervous but giddy feeling in my stomach. I was nervous because of the scars I had from many fights.
'What if he doesn't like what he sees?'
My insecurities screamed at me. He didn't reply to what I said, just kept staring at me, his eyes growing dark. My lips grew dry fast, and I licked them lightly and rubbed them together. A low grumble came from his throat and before I could blink he was on top of me, lips on mine, cornering me into the couch. My arms wrapped around his neck, and I felt his hand slip under the front of my shirt and make its way up my stomach.
'He's going to feel them.'
I sit up quickly and pushed him away from me just enough to see his face. I couldn't hold his confused gaze, and I look away to the floor. I took a deep breath before speaking.
"Bucky my body's not perfect; I have a lot of scars, I didn't want you to see them and be surprised." I say lowly, ashamed.
"Look at me." He says. I shake my head, refusing his request. "Look at me." He commands this time, taking my face in his hands forcing me to look at him. He moves back more and releases my face, keeping eye contact with me. Bucky places both hands on the hem of his shirt and pulls it over his head. I see many scars on his shoulder where the metal meets skin. Moving closer to me he grabs my hand and places it on his scared skin.
"You're not the only one with scars." I run my fingers over his shoulder feeling the smooth but bumpy skin. He move his right arm to me and the bottom of my shirt, he keeps his eyes connected with mine trying to find any signs of protest. I let him pull the clothing off of me, and toss it down to the floor. I watch as his eyes look down to my stomach to see the multiple lines that patterned my stomach. I had one large one across my stomach and fine ones scattered all around it.
He doesn't say a word as he traces each scar, and then moves his head down to kiss them softly making me giggle. Bucky pushes me down onto the couch as he placed open mouth kisses up to my chest and back to my lips. Our lips lock passionately, tongues tangling with each other fighting for dominance. Bucky's hand travels down my body. He unbuttons my pants, slowly pulling down my zipper.
The warm water of the bath was soothing, a great trait to along with relaxing in Bucky's arms. Leaning back against his chest I rubbed his arm lovingly.
"It's nice to have our place, isn't it?" I ask him sweetly.
"Yes it is." He replies running his lips on the back of my neck. I hum back to him. We sat in the tub for another moment until I got up from the water and grabbed my towel, I handed Bucky his towel.
"I'm going to make some coffee, you want some?" He accepted my offer and I wrapped by towel around me securing it. It had been three months since Bucky and I had gotten my own apartment and we had settled into a normal routine. In the morning I'd make breakfast and then Bucky would meet Steve for a run, I'd meet with Pepper, Erica, or Natasha for coffee or a spar. Obviously I wouldn't spar with Pepper, just the agents.
It would be afternoon when I and Bucky would see each other, we'd take showers and then have something to eat or drink. Usually we spend the rest of the day together, unless something had come up.
"Did you want to meet up with the group for dinner tonight?" I called from the kitchen to the living room where Bucky was watching T.V.
"Sure, Steve wanted to have a beer anyways."
I pour our coffee into the mugs and mix creamer into it. Brining the steaming cups to the living room, I hand one to Bucky. He takes it from my hand, and I sit next to him, leaning my back against his side legs extended on the couch, to watch the screen.
Suddenly Bucky's phone rang from the seat next to me, I grab it to hand it to him and read the caller id.
Jessica Rule
My eyebrows raised at that.
'Who the hell is Jessica and why is she calling Bucky?'
He picks up the call.
"Hello?" silence "No not tomorrow." Small mumble from the other line on the phone. "I'll let him know." He takes the phone from his ear and ends the call, tossing it to the coffee table. My eyes stayed glued to him as he nonchalantly kept watching T.V.
Bucky finally notices my gaze.
"What's wrong?"
"Who was that?" His face shows his realization.
"Oh, the call. That was just Agent Rule, she wanted to see if Steve and I would be at S.H.I.E.L.D. tomorrow to train." He shrugged.
"Since when do you guys train S.H.I.E.L.D agents?" I felt a knot in the pit of my stomach.
"Just recently Fury asked us to do take on a couple of people, Agent Rule is just one of them."
"Does she need your number for that?" my tone slightly accusing. He chuckles deeply.
"No and I didn't give it to her, the agency did. Don't worry about it Ara, there is no reason to be jealous." I scoffed at his words.
"Oh I am not jealous, I was just asking you about it."
"Mm okay love." He leans in and kisses me deeply, wraps his arm around me and turns back to watch the T.V again.
'So not jealous. Why would he even think that? Why would I be jealous of someone I didn't even know?'
I sank into myself, my thoughts screaming with questions.
'I am not even worried about her at all. I am NOT jealous…. Am I?'