"This is a terrible idea," Bucky stated.
You cocked an eyebrow at him. "Are you saying you don't want to do it?"
To which he quickly responded, "I didn't say that," he lifted a finger to make his point. "I'm simply saying this is probably a bad idea."
"So there's a chance it'll work, right?" you smirked, strutting in front of him to seat on the pilot's seat of the quinjet.
Bucky soon followed you, a smirk on his own lips. "That's right, doll."
"So we're taking off and leaving the team at the beach with no ride home?"
"We are."
"It was your idea."
"It was a conjoined thought."
"I'm still blaming you."
"You're the one piloting."
"I am, but prove that to them."
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Bucky Barnes X Reader - Drabbles
FanfictionShort drabbles about Bucky Barnes. Some Sebastian Stan also. *Mature is for some chapter only and I let you know before*