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Buckys POV
Monday finally came around and I started my first day of 'work'. More like just a quick training and introduction to the job. Sending Amelia a text when I left the house since she was already at work herself
Meeting with David again wasn't as bad as I had made it to be in my head. Nerves on edge and being cautious of everything still of course. But the 'training' was simple and easy
That night as Amelia and I prepped dinner together, I told her about it
"So what are your hours? Like, when do you start and end?" She asks, closing a drawer with her hip and stepping back to the stovetop with a mixing spoon
I glance over at her as I grab a set of plates for us, "figured I'd do morning shifts. Open to 2pm." I answer with a slight shrug
"Oh, that's nice. We still get nights together then." She shoots me a soft and sweet smile
That's exactly why I chose that time slot
"And open is at eight?" She raises a brow. I nod as I head over to the table to set it. "Are you Monday to Friday or?" She continues, now turning off the stove burner
"Yeah, and on-call one Sunday a month." I state, rounding the counter and opening the fridge for the Brita pitcher to fill our glasses
She nods, stirring the contents of the pot. "And the pay?"
"Twenty-one an hour. Weekly paychecks." I glance over at her as I finish pouring our drinks and set the pitcher on the table
"Hell yeah, nice!" She cheers, again beaming her beautiful smile towards me. The one that both calmed my nerves and set my heart on fire
As we ate dinner I told her more of what I'll be doing. Obviously security of the lot, keeping an eye out for any shady people walking around, but also helping anyone if they need it. Meaning if they can't remove something from a vehicle, I get to do it and direct them to whatever they're looking for
The first two weeks of my new job were... interesting. Stopped a few people from trying to pocket various parts, all small enough to fit in a purse or pants pocket. They'd argue or complain about the price for said item was over what it was worth. No one dared to get in my face and scream like I've heard they do from the other employees. Some would try to use a lame sad excuse of 'I cant afford this but need it' which surprisingly a lot of them used
It's like they're lying or something
Queue the eye roll
The aiding of customers part was a little more difficult for me. Having to start the conversation and ask if they needed help or whatever. Amelia keeps joking that I'm finally being forced to work on my 'people skills' which, I agree
Still don't like it though
But other than that, decent job. Keeps me both physically and mentally active by walking around the entire lot for hours and engaging with multiple people. Definitely keeps me out of my own mess of a mind most of the day which is nice
Except for today
I'm clammy, and nervous, and my mouth is dry as a bone. Every thought in my head a whirlwind yet simultaneously completely blank. Heart swelling as I look into her wide curious eyes
Now, I'm gonna be honest and it might sound a bit arrogant of me but, I'd say it takes a lot to scare me. Considering a good portion of my life was a never ending nightmare after all. Though it's gotten much better thanks to everyone in Wakanda and at the compound. But especially now with Amelia being such a major part of it
Quite literally the light of my life
That's what made this so... terrifying
I want it to be perfect. Like her
"So I've been wondering... no, why'd I start with that?" I rub a hand down my face, "God I already screwed this up." I mutter to myself, combing a hand nervously through my hair, resting it on the back of my neck
Taking a deep breath to collect myself, I start over. "It feels like just yesterday you were calling me out for treating you the way I did. And I knew I loved you from that moment on."
"How I acted is unforgivable but I promise, if you let me, I will spend every day until my last breath making up for it."
You're doin' great, keep it up. Speak from the heart
"I've lived a life much longer than I should have and always thought it as cruel fate. But then I met you, the woman who turned everything I know upside down." I offer a breathy smile as I continue. "Words can't begin to describe or explain how much I love and cherish you, doll. You're everything I always dreamt of and don't deserve." Slowly I drop down to one knee
I reach into my pocket and pull out the tiny dark blue velvet box, exhaling shakily. I flip open the small box to reveal a simple engagement ring
Silver band lined with tiny diamonds and a slightly bigger, lone cushion cut diamond atop. I spent an entire day with Steve and Sam going to every jewelry store within a thirty-five mile radius just looking for the right ring, even looking at a few places selections online over a late lunch. I know she's not into flashy or expensive things, especially when it comes to jewelry, so I tried to stay simple for her
Looking at the ring now, I wish I had done better. Bigger diamond. Maybe a more intricate band design. Add a halo around the center stone like the sale clerk suggested. Because Amelia deserves it
"Amelia Renae Hayes, will you marry me?"
"..Meow"
Letting out a defeated sigh, I frown at Alpine. Closing the box with a soft 'thud' and carefully slip it back in my pocket. Alpine looked unimpressed by my little speech, looking slightly down at me from the bedside table where she's currently perched
"Too sappy?"
"Mmmeow"
Did she just agree?
"What? Not exactly about to bust out the ol' 'how do I love thee? Let me count the ways' spiel here."
I rub the back of my neck with a shake of my head. Thinking about what I just said and trying to mentally edit it. "Wasn't that bad, was it? It came from the heart."
"...meow.."
Alpine chirped, tilting her head slightly. Almost sounded like she had an attitude in her hesitated response
"Why am I even indulging you?" I ask the small feline, standing back up onto my feet and looking down at her
Jesus now I'm the crazy person who carries on conversations with a cat as if they understand me
"Mrow mrow"
"I didn't ask for the sass missy. It was a great speech." I argue as she simply stared me down. "Gimme a break, would ya? I've never proposed to anyone."
We stare at one another for a minute before I finally crack. Mumbling out 'fine you're right' grudgingly to which Alpine chirped knowingly
"She.. she wouldn't say no, right?"
Alpine whips her tail against the side of the table with a huff. I smirk at the little cat-itude shes picked up. Her feisty personality growing more and more each day
She raises a single paw towards me, beckoning me to her. I take a step forward and stick my hand out for her. Alpine curls her tiny toes around two of my fingers and pulls me towards her, rubbing her cheek against the palm of my hand with a purr
Almost as if to reassure me. Sensing my blooming doubts. The sweet action from the feline brought a small smile to my face. My nerves slowly coming undone at the seams when she starts purring
"I really do love her..." I say softly, hand absent-mindedly petting Alpine who now stood and rubbed the length of her body along my fingertips
"I just want a proposal she's worthy of.." I sigh out. Alpine turns back to face me, still purring loudly. Practically vibrating the entire end table
"Mow" she bumps my hand with the top of her head, ears tucking back for the second of contact
"I need to practice some more, don't I?" Alpine dips her head as if to nod and bumps my hand again
An airy chuckle brushes past my lips as I scratch under her chin. "Alright, alright. Lemme write down what I have so far."
I step away from Alpine to dig around one of my dresser drawers for my notebook. Then searched for a pen which I had to jog downstairs to the kitchen for. I decide to sit at the table, there being more space to easily write and I could hear whenever Amelia's a few houses down coming home from work easier
Alpine chirps as she enters the room, letting me know of her presence before hopping up onto the table. Plopping down a few inches from the notebook with her wide blue eyes on me, waiting as I wrote everything down
"Alright, speak up when you think I should change something." I state to the cat as I finish putting the dot under the question mark.
Amelia's POV
Somethings different
Let me rephrase that, somethings different with Bucky
The weeks following his birthday and starting his job have mostly been the same as usual. But there's just something going on that I don't quite understand
The past few days, whenever I get home from work late, Bucky greets me like normal. But his heart is always pounding and he almost looks flustered, his cheeks a faint blush. He hardly leaves his phone in a room with me anymore, which is fine since I never snoop through his things to begin with, but the action didn't go unnoticed
At first I thought it was because I interrupted him watching porn or something. It made sense why he always took his phone everywhere with him, didn't want to risk me finding his search history. His flustered state from being 'caught' or maybe even embarrassed about it
I tried asking if there was anything new he wanted to try or do differently the next few times we were intimate, thinking maybe Bucky formed a new kink. Wanting to explore it with him just like he did, and still is, with me and my butt
But he denied the offer with a curious brow and light shake of his head. Perfectly content with our love making. I did make sure to emphasize that if he wants to try something different, to not be embarrassed about asking. Bucky had simply nodded with a sweet smile
Today was no different. Walking in our front door and stripping of my sweater, I hear Bucky bounding down the stairs to come greet me. This time his cheeks weren't flushed, but upon placing my hand on his chest when I leaned up to kiss him hello, his heart felt like it was about to burst out from behind his ribcage
"You okay there gramps?" I chuckle out with a quizzical expression. "Hearts gonna explode any second here."
Bucky breathes out in amusement, grabbing my hand from his chest and bringing it to his buttery smooth lips, kissing my knuckles. He had an anxious aura to him, one that caught my attention almost immediately. But as I bring my eyes up to his, my question fizzles on my tongue
Buckys eyes held determination, sharp and unwavering as he looked all over my features. Yet a few slivers of sweet tenderness clung around the edges
"I've been thinking of what you said, about trying something different." He starts, pressing another gentle kiss to my knuckles
I slowly nod, drinking in his words. "But there's a few things I still need to do before, so," Bucky continues, rolling my hand over in his and reading my expression
Swallowing thickly as my mind floods with hundreds of different scenarios, I nod again. "Okay, yeah." Bucky smiles down at me. "Can't wait then." I finish, my own smirk curling at my lips
Bucky mumbles out 'me either' before leaning down and planting a searing kiss to my lips, effectively stealing my breath away and turning my knees to jelly. He wraps his free arm around my waist and holds me to him, my free hand resting on the waistband of his black jeans as I leaned into him
A few moments later I have to pull away for air, lightly panting as I flick my eyes up to Bucky. "So uh, do I get a hint or anything?" I ask, my hand snaking under the hem of Buckys shirt and hooking a finger through one of his belt loops, tugging him impossibly closer
He chuckles at my action, sucking his bottom lip in between his perfect teeth and thinking. He hums a second later, leaning back down until his lips were just below my earlobe. His warm breath fanning over my flesh and causing goosebumps to cascade down my body
"Make sure to stretch."
I faintly gasp at his words, biting down on my lip and gripping his hand in mine. He lifts his head enough to meet my gaze again. My body reacting on its own, that all too familiar ache between my thighs practically crying out for Bucky
Calm down, ya needy bitch
"Well, alright then. Go finish it up while I make lunch." I practically rush out the words, dropping my hold on him to start for the kitchen. Stopping myself a single step later. "Unless you need more time?" I ask, not realizing that maybe Bucky wasn't as close to finishing whatever he had in mind
Bucky grins as he pulls out his phone from his back pocket, "sometime after dinner." He glances between me and his screen
"After dinner. Got it. Can't wait." My cheeks flush at how impatient I sound but Bucky shoots me a smirk
"Me either doll."
With my face still warm, I shuffle to the kitchen and make lunch for us. Simple BLT sandwiches with some veggies and dip
An hour passes by after cleaning up the dishes and putting everything away when my phone buzzes in my back pocket. Putting the tv remote down, I slip it out to see Tony's photo lighting up my screen. With an arched brow, I answer it
"Hello?"
"Hey, you with Barnes?" He asks
I glance around the living room, "I think he's upstairs, what's up?"
He pauses for a second. "I need to ask you both a favor so, go find him."
"Uh, okay I guess." I breathe out as I stand from the couch and make my way upstairs
Finding Bucky in our bedroom folding a basket of laundry on our bed. He offers me a quick glance before focusing back on a piece of jeans he just picked up. I click the speaker button on my phone and plop it on the duvet of our bed, reaching in the basket to help with the clothes
"Alright, you're on speaker. What's up?" I ask, pulling out one of Buckys long sleeved shirts and beginning to fold it
"I know we have a deal to not ask for help unless it's earth shattering but, I need someone to run a recon mission." Tony replies, sounding like he's at the end of his rope. A hint of pleading in his tone
I flick my gaze to Bucky who was looking at the phone. "There's no one else who can do it?" I furrow my brows, setting the folded shirt on Buckys pile of clothes before reaching in the basket and pulling out a pair of socks
Tony sighs, "honestly, no. Fury has nearly every SHIELD agent doing some extra training, only leaving a skeleton crew around HQ. FRIDAY is guarding the compound the next few days."
"And the team?"
"Busy with their own assignments."
This time it's my turn to sigh, again looking over at Bucky to gauge how he feels about this. He simply shrugs
* "Я не против"
(* I don't mind)
Huffing at his words, I grab another piece of clothing from the basket
"I'd do it myself but I'm halfway to Brazil with Pepper already." Tony continues. I hear a faint 'hello' from Pepper in the background to which I greet back kindly
"When exactly is this assignment?" I arch a brow at my phone
Again Tony pauses, and I already know I'm not gonna like the answer. "Preferably as soon as possible." I exhale a long breath, scratching the back of my head with a frown. "But it should be a quick in and out job. Especially with the two of you." He quickly adds
Bucky glances up at me, setting one of my shirts he just folded on my pile. * "Меня это устраивает, если ты"
(* I am fine with it if you are)
* "А что насчет нашего вечера?" I retort, a little upset that this assignment could prolong our 'plans'
(* And what about our evening?)
"What are you two saying?"
* "мы вернемся в прошлое, кукла" he offers a small smirk
(* we will be back in time doll)
God now I definitely sound needy
With a huff, I drop my shoulders. "Alright we'll do it. But don't make it a habit." I point a finger to the phone as if scolding it
"Promise it's just this once." Tony replies, relief filling his words. "I'll send you the info. A jet should be there in an hour."
"Okay, thanks." I toss a folded pair of Buckys work jeans down on the pile
"Seriously, thank you. Again I'm sorry for having to ask. Good luck."
I nod, noticing my phone again light up with a text from Tony with the details of the mission. "Yeah, yeah. Go enjoy Brazil." I wave away the conversation
Tony thanks us one more time before hanging up. Leaving Bucky and I to finish the laundry in silence. Alpine sauntering in once Bucky puts the now empty basket by our door to be taken down to the basement by one of us later. She hops onto the bed as I sit on the edge and click open my phone to read over the assignment
Pausing momentarily when I see the location and furrowing my brow. "Haven't we already been there?" I ask the room
"Where's 'there'?" Bucky responds, walking over to where I'm sat as Alpine climbs onto my lap
I read off the coordinates and skim over the image of the little hut. "Yeah, we have! This was my first recon with you." I ponder aloud, tilting my phone for Bucky to see. "Why would they go back there? We took everything. Right?"
Bucky looks over the details before shrugging, his own frown tugging his brows together. "I don't know. Maybe we missed something."
Thinking back to that fateful day, I do recall a handful of discarded and semi-destroyed papers everywhere. I guess Hydra, or whoever, wanted that info again. Playing the long game to make sure no SHIELD agents were still lingering around after all these months
Jeez, it's coming up on a year now
I stare at the screen for another minute before bringing my gaze up to Bucky. "Well, get ready. We're about to go down memory lane." I chuckle out, lightly shaking my head
The corner of Buckys lips curl as he whispers out a short amused breath
I apologize to Alpine as I lift her from my lap, setting back down in the spot I was just in and making my way over to our closet. Rummaging around the back corner for my tactical gear while Bucky put our folded clothes in the dresser
Finally finding my pants and boots, I strip of my leggings. Thinking over the mission and hoping it goes well. From what I read, it's not much of a recon job. Sure we'll grab whatever files and papers are left but once we leave, it says to torch the place so nothing is left
Probably should've done that the first time
Once my pants are on, I walk back into the bedroom carrying my boots. Finding Bucky in nothing but his tight, form fitted tactical pants. The rest of his gear tossed on the bed, waiting to be put on while he fastens his belt
I admire him as I walk over to the bed, smacking his butt as I walk by with a smirk. "Lookin' good Sarg."
Bucky breathes out a chuckle as he grabs his shirt, glancing over to me as I sit on the edge of our bed once more and slip on my boots. Once we're both fully dressed and strapped down with a few knives, we head downstairs and await for the car to pick us up
Forty minutes later our phones buzz letting us know it's outside. I tuck my phone away, heading towards the door with Bucky in tow
"Ready to revisit old memories?"
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