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Steve woke up late that morning, rolling over and stretching out hoping to see his boy next to him. Bucky’s side of the bed was empty.
He sat bolt upright rubbing his eyes, Steve smiled when he heard the shower running and music coming from the bathroom
Steve threw his legs over the side of the bed, chuckling to himself looking at the tattered and blood stained clothes scattered on the floor. He laughed harder when he put weight on his aching legs
Fuck that hurts
Moving closer towards the en-suite he heard Bucky’s light singing, his phone was laying on the skin playing a shuffled playlist
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie
He said “be true”, swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
Steve leaned against the doorway, smiling. “Oh the irony,” He chuckled to himself
Bucky was singing word for word, including the rap, he had it down to a T. He had his eyes closed as he massaged shampoo into his two toned hair, not noticing or caring that Steve might hear him. These were times he relished, little things that made his life happier, even before he met Steve, he always looked forward to a little ‘me time’
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, It’s him and I, him and I
The song gradually ended and Bucky turned his body around to face the door, he was startled by the sight of Steve leaning against the doorframe watching him with his intense blue eyes
“Shit!” Bucky jumped and slipped a bit
“Easy there sugar” Steve pushed himself off the door and walked towards him, he looked slightly embarrassed but that soon disappeared when Steve hit the playback button, stepping into the shower with him
“I’ll rap this time” He pressed himself into Bucky’s back and whispered into his ear, but he couldn’t concentrate on the song.
My ‘65 speeding up the PCH, a hell of a ride
They don’t wanna see us make, they just wanna divide
2017 Bonnie and Clyde
Wouldn’t see the point of living on if one of us died, yeah
Got that kind of style everybody try to rip off
YSL dress under when she take the mink off
Silk on her body, pull it down and watch it slip off
Ever catch me cheating, she would try to cut my (ha ha ha)
Crazy, but I love her, I could never run from her
Hit it, no rubber never would let no one touch her
Swear we drive each other, mad, she be so stubborn
But, what the fuck is love with no pain, no suffer
Intense, this shit, it gets dense
She knows when I’m out of it like she could just sense
If I had a million dollars or was down to ten cents
She’d be down for whatever, never gotta convince (you know?)
Steve rapped the words softly into his ear, nipping his lobe with his teeth. All Bucky did was laugh, he was good, but the words didn’t suit him at all
“What’s so funny? I thought I was killing it”
“Yeah, You’re killing it alright” Bucky giggled turning to face him, “My perfect weirdo”
“Damn straight”
Bucky pressed a deep kiss on to his lips, tongues briefly dancing until he pulled away to rinse out his hair
“How long you been awake?” Steve asked, starting to wash his own hair
“On and off since three”
“What?!” He was rightfully astonished, “Didn’t I tire you out?”
“Hell yeah” he smirked
“Why couldn’t you sleep?” Steve grabbed his shoulder and swapped places with him, so his head was now under the water stream
“I had a bad dream, then my head wouldn’t shut up” Bucky admitted, tapping his forehead looking down at the floor
Steve lifted his chin up with his hand, “Voices?”
Bucky nodded, he felt stupid talking about it with him, he probably had these nightmares and voices all the time, and here Bucky was complaining.
“Don’t worry princess, you’ll learn to ignore it” Steve turned his attention back to his hair. “Sometimes you can use them to your advantage.”
“How?” Bucky raised a brow
“They help you with decisions” he shrugged “They’ll be your backup. There’s only one person you can truly rely on in this world and that’s yourself”
“And you” Bucky smiled, moving closer to him, wrapping his arms around his neck
“And me”
Steve knew he had to change the subject before Bucky mentioned the ‘L’ word again. He couldn’t avoid it forever but he could try
“Bucks, I’m going out today, so while I’m gone I want you to continue your training”
“Okay” Bucky removed his hands from him and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his dripping frame. “What kinda training?”
“Long range shooting and hand to hand” He followed him out of the shower, “Practice on your own, then when I get back I’ll teach you everything”
“Can’t you stay and help me?” Bucky pulled his best puppy eyes
“No. Those eyes ain’t gonna change my mind”
Damn it
“Fine, Where you going then?” Bucky grabbed his hair, twisting it to ring out the excess water
“I’m just going out to get a few things. I won’t be long”
“Can I come?” the eyes returned
“No” he snapped, drying his hair with a towel
“Why not?” Bucky stopped and stared at him
“Because I said so” Walking back into the bedroom, he started to dress in a black shirt and grey pants, leaving his shirt slightly unbuttoned. Steve walked over to the full length mirror and combed his hair back. He caught Bucky’s reflection
“Don’t look at me like that” he walked over towards the bed, slipping on his dress socks
Bucky quickly moved his glare away from him and rolled his eyes. “Like what?”
Steve sighed, walking towards him, he grabbed Bucky’s face and looked deep into his eyes. “Just do as you’re told for once in your life”
He pressed a brief kiss on his lips and walked towards the door, “See you later” He slammed it behind him
“God I hate that man”
After drying his hair, Bucky got dressed in a blue gym top and some black lounge shorts. He pulled his hair up into pigtails and made his way down to the kitchen
Bucky grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl, on the counter he spotted Steve’s ipod. Of course he would still have an ipod. It was a shiny gold color and had an ace of spades on the back.
“Typical” Bucky placed the ear buds in his ears and pressed play, to his surprise he had quite a diverse selection of music. From early 1930s classics to 21st century chart hits
Putting the ipod on shuffle he quickly ate the banana and walked towards the gym.
Bucky backed up against the wall and started running into the empty space in front of him. Lunging into handsprings, he missed the feeling of weightlessness it gave him without the chemical pool at the end of it.
After completing several tricks, he stopped to take a break. Walking around the gym, sipping on a bottle of water, scrolling through Steve’s playlist. Bucky noticed a new punching bag hanging in the right side of the room, he walked towards it. Placing his water down, picking up a boxing glove.
Bucky strapped it on his right hand tight and began swinging his fists loosely at the bag. He hurt himself more than the bag, his footing was all wrong and his punches were weak and unsteady, even for a new super soldier.
“The movies make it look so easy”
Bucky swung his head around when he heard someone enter the room
“Stevie?” he asked, hopeful
“Sorry, he won’t be back for a long time” A familiar voice spoke
“Rollins?” Bucky was starting to feel uneasy
“Bingo”
Bucky backed up, as Rollins started to laugh at him
“Christ Bucky, I ain’t gonna hurt ya. I just came to use the weights” Rollins was dressed in black sweatpants and a grey top, it fitted him well, very well
“It’s just, well”
“I know we didn’t get off on a great start, but I figure you’re gonna be here for a long time, so we might as well be civilized to each other” he shrugged and smiled gently, moving toward the weights
Bucky smiled back, turning his attention back to the bag, about to raise his arms again, he realized he probably looked like an idiot
“Rollins, I was wondering-”
The man laughed and walked over “Sure”
“Thanks”
Rollins walked behind him and moved his body into a fighting pose, once Bucky’s posture was strong, he leaned over his body and raised his arms. His movement towards him reminded Bucky of when Steve taught him how to shoot
Bucky cleared his throat and glanced up at him, he wasn’t looking at the brunette, he was just focusing on the bag. He gestured him to throw a couple punches and he did, but they were appalling
“You need to put all your strength behind it” He moved out of Bucky’s way, “Here, let me show you”
Rollins slammed his fists into the bag forcefully, Bucky watched in amazement, Bucky’s jaw slacked when he saw sweat drip down his bicep
“Now you try” Rollins stopped and turned to him, he moved around to hold the bag in place, for the brunette to take a swing at
“Don’t laugh” Bucky warned, he took up his pose again and threw some stronger punches, not enough to knock someone out but maybe enough to hurt them
“Better, but not good enough” He was blunt, this annoyed Bucky
“Excuse me?” Bucky placed his hands on his hips
“If you’re going to live with Nomad, share his life then you need to know how to defend yourself. You ain’t gonna kill anyone doing a few flips in the air” Rollins stated bluntly
“You saw that?” Bucky raised a brow
“I saw enough to know you have the strength, you’re a super soldier now Bucky, you just need to channel it” Steading himself against the bag. “Now try again”
“I can’t” Bucky looked defeated
“Try and picture someone you hate, the person who fucks you off the most”
“Steve” he smiled
“The boss?”
“Yes the boss” Bucky mocked in his voice
“I don’t get it. Why are you with him if you hate him?” Rollins was getting confused, this is why he didn’t discuss emotions
Bucky played with the pink side of his hair. “It’s a love, hate relationship. We love to hate each other. That’s why we work”
“I still don’t get it, Why?” Rollins was really confused now
“Whatcha you mean why?” Bucky giggled
“He hits you, I know he does, we all know he does. He threw you into a vat of chemicals for fucks sake. How can you love someone who’s done that to you?” He dropped the bag and moved towards the brunette
“You’ve obviously never been in love, not real love” his brows furrowed “It’s hard to explain,” Bucky bit his lip trying to find the right words. “He’s a sexy psychotic version of Christian Grey and I love it”
“Who?” Rubbing his temples, Rollins was starting to regret even entering the gym in the first place
“Fifty shade? Please tell me you’ve seen fifty shades?” Bucky pleaded, losing all faith in humanity
“Can’t say I have. Being the Nomad’s right hand man, don't leave a lot of time to watch bad movies” Realizing what he just said, he burst out laughing, “And it ain’t an invitation for you to tell me, I don’t wanna know what you get up to in bed.”
“Aw and just when I thought we were gonna braid each other's hair and discuss boys” Bucky pouted
“Over my dead body”
“That can be arranged” Bucky smirked lunging for a fake punch, he missed his footing and fell on the floor
“Ow” Bucky laughed uncontrollably, hiding his face with his hand out of embarrassment
“You’re as crazy as he is” Rollins extended his hand for him to take, he did and he pulled him to his fett. Bucky was seeing a different side to Rollins, he thought he was an egotistical fuck who hated change and people. But he was wrong, he was a genuinely nice guy
“I’ll take that as a compliment” Bucky stuck his tongue out playfully, but quickly retracted it when he heard Steve brust through the door
“Buck good news- The fuck is going on?” His expression changed from joyful to angry in under a second
“Nothing puddin, Rollins was just teaching me how to box” Worried about his reaction he quickly pulled his hand away from Rollins
“He was, was he?” Steve’s eyes darted towards Rollins, Steve was holding a blue dress box, but he threw it on the floor and walked towards them both
“Boss I was just showing Bucky how to throw a few punches” He held his arms up defensively. “That’s all”
Steve tensed his right hand and threw his fist into Rollins nose. A loud crack was heard and Rollins holds his bleeding nose, quickly scurrying off out the door. Not waiting for Steve to finish him off, which he still might
Steve shook his hand out as he turned towards Bucky, his jaw tense and his eyes burning with rage, “What the fuck do you think you’re playing at?”
Bucky ignored him and looked at his bruised knuckles
“That was hot” Bucky grasped his shirt collar in his hands and pulled Steve to his lips. Steve slammed him against the wall and kissed him back angrily
Bucky felt his fingers dig painfully into his bruised thighs, he pulled away from him and furrowed his brows in an annoyed expression
“Be thankful it wasn’t a punch in the face” He raked his hand through Bucky’s hair, “You like to see me jealous don’t you, Bucky?” he spat
Bucky should of been afraid, very afraid but he couldn’t help his growing urge to push Steve to the floor and ride him
“Now you mention it, It is a huge turn on for me” Bucky bit his lip, Steve slammed him back against the wall and kissed him hotly, making him moan and squirm against him. Pulling away he walked towards the box he thrown on the floor
“Hey no fair!” Bucky began to laugh when he noticed the bulge in Steve’s pants, he was trying so hard to ignore it
“Present or sex? Your choice, but you can’t have both” Steve carried the box over towards the table, He stood with his arms folded waiting for his reply
“You are a cruel man, Stevie” Bucky walked closer to him and ran his hands down his chest. “Present”
Bucky went to grab the box but Steve held his hand firmly on the lid, stopping him from moving it. “Where are you manners, Bucky?” he grabbed his chin “Naughty boy”
“I’m sorry Daddy” Bucky pressed his body against his “Pretty please can I have my present?”
“Nope” he teased
“Please, I’ll be a good boy, I promise” he nipped Steve’s ear, “Or a bad one, if you wanna?”
“Bucky” He warned, “That chemical bath turned you into a nymphomaniac”
Bucky giggled “No, that was all you”
Steve rolled his eyes, realizing he was losing this fight. “Fine open the damn box”
“Yay!” Bucky squealed, rushing over to the box. Lifting the lid he saw flashes of black leather, Bucky looked back up at him with a huge grin on his face
“Well go get changed”
Bucky grabbed the box in his hands and ran out of the room to try on his new outfit
Half an hour later Bucky reappeared in the doorway, leaning against it biting his seductive cherry lips. Steve’s eyes grew so wide Bucky thought they might pop out of his skull. He could see him hungrily scanning his body.
His gaze started from his feet, he was wearing his black docs which were laced up tightly
Black slim fitted cargo pants with a long belt that doubled as a weapons holster that did wonders for his ass. This was accompanied by a tight fitting leather jacket that was buckled across his chest that also was lined with hidden pockets for weapons, leaving his silver prosthetic on display. There was a black fingerless glove on his metal hand.
His colorful hair down framing his face.
“How’d you know my size?” Bucky gestured at his body
“Oh Mister Barnes, I know your body, very, very well” his tone was dark and sexy
“You like it then?” Bucky winked at him
“Very much, turn around” Steve ordered positioning Bucky in front of the mirror, showing off the back of jacket
the
“Property of Nomad?” he laughed
“And don’t you ever forget it”