Winter's Widow

Chapter 13

What the hell even is this chapter XD

I think I have writers block. I can't think of anything good anymore so here's what you get.

Bucky's pov:

We all know that Steve and Natasha do dumb things. They're both idiots. When Steve says 'I have a plan', Natasha is the first to say 'Good, but let me fix it'. Then she fixes it, and makes it even more risky. They are going to be the death of me. It doesn't matter how many times I say 'Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone', because they will do something dumb. Like today.

"Ok, Steve." I say.

"Yes?"

"I'm going to go find my phone in the other room."

"Ok."

"I know that there is something dumb you want to do right now, but can you not?"

"Ok." He agrees.

"I'll be right in this next room, stay here."

"Ok."

I walk into the next room to search for my phone. While I'm looking I hear from the other room...

"I'm bored." Steve complains.

"Oh, really?" I hear Sam's voice.

"I wonder how long I can hang from the windowsill." I hear Steve say.

I look up from my searching to listen.

"Well, let's find out. Sam, get your wings ready." Natasha says.

No, they're joking just to piss me off.

"Got 'em." Sam says. I hear his wings deploy.

No.

"I'm not gonna let you do it alone." Natasha says.

No they're not.

"Ok, let's see who can hang longer." Steve says.

They're trying to piss me off.

"Sam, got a timer?" Natasha asks.

No, nobody is dumb enough to do that.

"Yup."

They wouldn't.

"Three, two, one, go!" I hear from Sam.

It's a joke.

...

IT'S NOT A JOKE.

I rush to the room to see Nat and Steve hanging from the windowsill from one arm.

"What the fuck Steve! Nat, Really?!" I shout at the idiots.

"Hey Bucky. It's a challange." Steve says.

"What did I tell you to do, Steve?" I ask.

"Nothing stupid." He answers.

"And what are you doing?" I ask.

"Something stupid."

"In his defense, it was a good question." Natasha backs him up.

"THAT NOBODY SHOULD EVER ASK THEMSELVES." I snap at her.

"Get in here!" I order.

Steve climbs in with ease, and then pulls in Nat.

"I'm disappointed in you two." I finally say.

"Sorry Bucky." Nat says, like an ashamed child.

"You both should be! What if you fell?" I say to the two.

"I would have survived. Not Nat, but I would. Nat's not dumb enough to fall in the first place." Steve says.

"Do not say that ever again, that's terrifying." I say to the patriot.

Holy shit.

These two are going to be the death of me.

I'm actually their babysitter.

I never got to find my phone.

I turn around to go find my phone when I see Nat leaning in the doorway.

"Looking for this?" Natasha says, holding my phone.

"Yeah, actually. Can I have that?" I take a few steps in her direction. She laughs.

"Hmmm. No." She smiles.

"Why?" I ask coolly.

"Because... Well, I don't know. I just feel like playing a game." She makes a reference that I now understand.

"Oh, you're evil." I smile back.

She starts walking away.

I follow behind her.

She starts walking faster.

I walk faster with her.

Next thing I know, we're chasing each other around the room. She knows how to have a good time.

"Assassin tag?" I hear from Bruce, apparently watching.

She darts over to Tony and hides behind him.

"Woah woah, don't bring me into this." He looks at me nervously. I think he's scared of me.

I grab one of her hands that was rested on Tony's shoulders.

"No! That's cheating!" She shouts. I pull around her from behind Tony.

"Thanks, I'll take that." I smile as I take my phone back.

"That's lame." She says quietly, still smiling.

I let go of her hand and leave her to put my phone on the charge. I head to my room where my charger is, Nat is following me.

"I can't believe how rude you are."

"Really? What makes me rude." I ask the red head.

"You didn't even say goodbye." she whines.

I turn around to look at her.

"You know, you don't have to ask to hang out."

"Who says I wanna hang out with you?" She asks with a sarcastic tone.

"That's what you wanna say." I say.

"Please. If I wanted to hand out with someone like you, I'd be at the old people's home."

"Funny, Romonoff." I smile at the senior citizen joke.

"So, what do you wanna do?" She asks.

I walk up to her and shut the door behind her.

"I don't know." I reply.

Her hair is so fluffy. I start playing with it. I love how her hair reminds me of autumn. A special type of red. The red you see on the trees at that special time of year. It's so unique.

She leans her head on my hand.

Her eyes are really something special. She's looking up at me with a burning gaze. A special type of green. Bright, flaming green. It makes you think of emeralds. There's a bonfire in her eyes. Eyes that hold the flame of a thousand stars. Something no human can handle. Except her.

She's really something special.

"Please don't ever hang from the window again."