Chapter 70

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After that night Bucky stopped ignoring me like he previously had and I think everyone could tell the attitude shift in us. It's been a week since then and we were back to talking and spending time together more easily since everyone knew we were together apart from Tony who we did have to be careful around. I did have to wear make-up and/or avoid everyone especially Tony this past week since Barnes over here couldn't relax and left a hickey on my neck.

It wasn't too bad of a hickey and he apologized but that didn't stop my constant worry, it's nearly gone now. You can't really notice it unless I point it out.

I think Sam noticed at one point because when I went downstairs to grab a granola bar early in the morning to avoid breakfast before everyone else came down he was the only one downstairs. He saw me and did a double-take, and as I hurried into the hall I turned around to see him smiling like a kid at me with wide eyes. He never said anything though so I appreciated that.

What isn't gone is the marks Buck left on my thighs from when he was digging his nails into me. He felt more guilty about those but I assured him it was fine. I actually quite liked them, it was a reminder of that night. Plus, no one can see them, no one except me and him; they'll heal.

Besides that, within everything that's happened I've gotten tired some days of not being able to talk to him or anything so I decided to get him a certain...gift.

ℱ𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀~~~~~~~~~~~

"𝑯𝒆𝒚! 𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕?" 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒎  𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌.

"𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕?" 𝑯𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒍𝒚.

𝑰 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒐𝒏.

"𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆," 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈.

"𝑱𝒂𝒂𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒆...𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈...𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆.

"𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏...𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒕."

𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒙 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎.

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆.

𝑰 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒚 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒙.

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