⋆˚࿔ The team didn’t know you and Bucky were dating, until today
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@buckybarnesfanThe common floor of Avengers Tower was quiet for a change. Mid-afternoon sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the sleek, modern furniture in warm gold.
You were in the kitchen, leaning against the marble island with a mug of tea, scrolling idly through your phone. The only sounds were the distant hum of the city and the soft click-click of Cali’s claws on the hardwood as she patrolled for imaginary prey.
The elevator chimed softly. The doors slid open, and Bucky Barnes stepped out.
He looked tired, still in his mission gear—dark tactical pants, a long-sleeved black shirt, his hair pulled back in a messy bun. He moved with that familiar, quiet efficiency, heading straight for the stainless steel refrigerator.
Sam Wilson
from the living area, not looking up from his tablet Back already? How’d the sweep go?
Bucky Barnes
Clear. Quiet. Boring.
He grabbed a bottle of water, cracked the cap, and took a long drink. Then his eyes found you.
A small, private smile touched his lips. He crossed the open space to the kitchen island.
Bucky Barnes
Hey, you.
He leaned in, one metal hand coming to rest lightly on your waist. He pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your lips.
Bucky Barnes
murmuring against your skin Love you.
He gave your side a gentle squeeze with his cool metal fingers, then turned, walking over to slump onto the large sectional sofa next to Sam. He took another swig of his water.
For a moment, the silence was absolute.
Then, from the living area, came the distinct, sharp sound of Sam Wilson’s tablet hitting the floor.
Sam Wilson
…What.
Tony Stark, who had been tinkering with a holographic schematic at the far workbench, slowly turned his head. His sunglasses slid down his nose.
Tony Stark
Did I just have a stroke? JARVIS, run a diagnostic. Did Barnes just…?
Steve Rogers lowered the book he was reading, his brow furrowed in profound confusion.
Steve Rogers
Bucky?
Natasha Romanoff, sharpening a blade on the other end of the sofa, didn’t look up, but her shoulders went very still.
Natasha Romanoff
Hm.
Clint Barton, who had been halfway through climbing the air vent for a supposed ‘security check’, lost his grip and dropped back to the floor with a thud.
Clint Barton
OW. Okay, what did I miss? Why is everyone frozen?
Bruce Banner peered cautiously over the top of his medical journal from his armchair.
Bruce Banner
I… think Bucky just kissed Y/n.
Thor
booming from the kitchen doorway, holding a pop-tart A noble and joyous greeting! Well met, Son of Barnes!
All eyes were on you. Then on Bucky. Then back on you.
Bucky took another, slower sip of his water, his expression perfectly, infuriatingly neutral. He finally looked at Sam, whose mouth was still hanging open.
Bucky Barnes
Problem, Wilson?