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“Whose month is it?”
“Steve’s”
“Fuck”
It’d been a slow few days in the compound, a slow few months even. There were small missions here and there, only needing two or three people at a time. This gave the Avengers a lot of free time, and I mean a lot of free time. Mostly it was filled with working out and finishing paperwork that had piled up. More importantly it opened the doors for a new way for the team to bond. Over the last seven months, the Avengers had been betting on each other with each other. Small things, often amongst a couple of people at a time. No one is quite sure how or when it started but everyone is pretty sure it had something to do with Rhodey and Tony who had been known to bet on their friends before. Bets never involved the whole team, whoever was being bet on was never in the know until after the fact. Some bets lasted a few hours; like whether Sam could handle Thor’s mead (he couldn’t, Bucky won $50 that night), most lasted a few days (like how long it would take for Natasha to notice that her computer moved an inch to the left each day. Five days and she threw it across the room. Clint won $70 but had to pay for damages), but the biggest bet the team had placed was currently beginning month six of ten.
Ten out of the twelve Avengers had placed $100 each on the outcome, everyone had a month that they had chosen and every time a month passed the person would put their money into the jar in Tony’s lab and have to admit defeat. So far Rhodey, Clint, Bruce, Vision, and Tony had lost. It was currently Steve’s month and he was quite confident he would be the winner. Sam’s month followed next and then Wanda, Thor, and Natasha, who had little faith that any of them would win.
The bet they had placed? Well, it started after a mission five and a half months ago. Steve ran point with Sam, Bucky and Y/N in the field. Wanda had been their contact on base, their eyes and ears. The mission is unimportant, retrieving and delivering that was all. What is important is the conversation that occurred in the hanger after the team had returned.
“You know you make them unload every time right?” Sam stood next to Steve while they watched Bucky and Y/N unpack the back of the truck. “Though I gotta admit I enjoy watching Bucky squirm every time she bends over.” Steve laughed, watching Bucky become more and more flustered as the two continued to unload.
He heard his name being called and spun round to meet Tony walking towards him with his tablet in hand.
“Welcome back, we have a meeting with Fury tomorrow morning in the city” Tony looked over Steve’s shoulder to see Bucky cough and move backwards with his hands held awkwardly in the air after bumping into you. “I told you to stop putting those two together.”
Steve shrugged again, “I don’t do it on purpose,” both Tony and Sam gave the Captain a look, “okay maybe I do but one of these days one of them is going to make a move.”
“I bet you $100 it’ll take them six months before something happens between them.” Sam crossed his arms challenging Steve who mirrored Sam’s stance.
“Five.”
“What counts as something happening?” Tony piped up, wanting in on the bet.
“One of them asks the other on a date” answered the Captain.
“Or they fuck” shrugged Sam.
“Four months and you’re on.” With that, the three men shook hands and the bet began. Within two weeks the rest of the team had joined and neither Bucky nor Y/N had any idea what was going on.
The rules were simple.
To win the bet Bucky and Y/N had to do one of these three things in the member’s respected month.
- Confess their feelings
- Go on a date (both parties must know it is a date)
- Have sex
Whoever’s month any of the three options happened in first, won. The only other rule was that betters were not allowed to interfere at any point in time or they would be disqualified. Much to Sam and Steve’s dismay who were already thinking of ways to lock the two in a closet until they confessed to each other.