Benefits | Bucky Barnes · Y/n story by @buckybarnesfan

The common room of Avengers Tower hummed with its usual late-evening energy. Tony was tinkering with a holographic schematic in the corner, muttering to himself. Steve and Sam were locked in a heated but friendly debate over a history book spread open on the coffee table. Natasha watched them with a faint, amused smile from an armchair, a cup of tea steaming in her hands.

Bucky Barnes

strides in, still in his combat gear, smelling of metal, sweat, and the city Anyone order a tactical disaster? Because Rogers just tried to ‘stealth’ his way through a fire escape. It sounded like a garbage truck falling down a staircase.

Steve Rogers

without looking up from his book It was a calculated diversion.

Sam Wilson

Calculated? My ears are still ringing. You’re a super-soldier, not a one-man brass band.

Bucky’s eyes scanned the room, landing on you. A familiar, challenging glint sparked in the blue-grey. He walked over, his movements a study in controlled, predatory grace, and stopped right in front of your line of sight to the tablet.

Bucky Barnes

What’re you scowling at?

He didn’t wait for an answer. His metal hand reached down and scratched Cali behind the ears. The cat stretched, arching into the touch with a louder purr.

Bucky Barnes

See? Even the cat knows I’m more interesting than whatever S.H.I.E.L.D. paperwork you’re drowning in.