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Nothing like Home: Chapter 16 (Steve x reader, Bucky x Reader)

Chapter 16 (Nothing Like Home)

Steve x Reader x (Angsty Steve Rogers!) Bucky x reader

Summary: Steve has found Bucky, but the relationship between the reader and Steve hasn’t gone as planned. There isn’t a happy ending here. Steve and the reader have a tumultuous relationship. There is so much working against them at this point, yet somehow hey always end up back at square one with each other. Relationships get a little blurred and indecisive. I tried to normalize life for the characters a little. I like writing them as normal as possible.

A/N: Only four more chapters till the series is done. Kind of proud of this work, so if ya wanna drop me some feedback, would be great!

Word Count: 2176

Warnings: nothing i can think of.

Part 17 - 18 - 19 - 20

“Move your legs! Pick up the pace! Stop Slacking!” Clint yelled at you, you were back to training at one hundred percent and Clint was working you to the bone.

“I need a break,” you whined, dropping the weights to the floor gasping for breath.

“Do you think your opponents are going to give you a break when you run out of breath?” Clint asked, irritated. He was always so serious when you were training, he didn’t like slackers and you had always been one in his eyes.

You rolled your eyes, and sighed, you had been training for most of the morning without a break and you were tired, sweaty and hungry. As you were about to complain again Bucky walked into the gym, followed by Sam.

They strolled over to where you and Clint were training, “You look like crap,” Sam pointed out taking a seat on the foam mat,

“You’re so sweaty,” Bucky said,

You ignored the two of them and continued your circuit with Clint watching closely,

“You’re not using your legs enough,” Sam chided,

“Yeah, you’re using your hips wrong.” Bucky added,

The pair continued to comment on your workout until you reached you peak level of frustration and without warning threw a weight at Bucky’s head. Because of his strength and quick reflexes Bucky caught it easily enough but had a stunned look on his face,

Sam started laughing, and Clint just had an annoyed look on his face, and he sighed.

“What the hell was that for?” Bucky exclaimed, tossing the heavy weight to the ground near you.

“Because shut the fuck up!” you yelled back at him, “If you think I’m doing it so wrong then why don’t you do it for me?!”, it was a stupid thing to say and it made no sense, but you were seeing red and when you became angry your mouth became reckless.

“We’re trying to help you,” Bucky said, standing up, taking an aggressive stance with you.

“Yeah, chill out,” Sam added,

Clint didn’t say anything he just walked away, shaking his head. He knew this was going to turn into a full-blown argument between the three of you and he didn’t want anything to do with it.

“You’re not helping by being the fucking peanut gallery around me assholes!” You shouted at them,

“You’re being a child,” said Bucky, “Take criticism like an adult,”

You froze and then turned to face him fully, “What did you just say?” you say icily,

Sam and Bucky looked at each other, obviously knowing they had gone a little too far, Sam began to back away slowly, but Bucky stood his ground.

“I said, you’re being a chi..” before Bucky could finish his sentence you full on thwacked him in the chest with your vibraniam prosthetic leg, the force behind the kick could have killed any ordinary man but Bucky was not an ordinary man and it winded him and sent him toppling backwards across the foam mat.

“Holy shit!” Sam exclaimed, he knew better than to get involved so he back away from where you and Bucky stood,

Bucky got to his feet and looked at you, anger and amusement in his eyes. “I’m going to kick your ass,” he said and then charged at you.

The two of you crashed through the glass wall, glass shattering everywhere. You rolled in the splintered glass still gripping onto each other’s throats with your metal prosthesis, the glass cutting both of you.

“Yield.” You snarled at him,

“You first,” he taunted.

Behind you Steve, Tony and Clint came sprinting up to see what all the commotion was, the color drained from Steve’s face when he saw Bucky on top of you, both of you practically choking the life out of each other.

“What the hell is going on?” Steve said bewildered looking around, there was glass shattered everywhere, behind the two of you the gym was a mess from your spat with Bucky. Your fight had gotten so intense you charged at Bucky and sent both of you sprawling through the 3-inch glass wall of the gym.

“He wont yield!” you shout, more at Bucky than in response to Steve’s question,

“Y/N, for fucks sake, you two are going to kill each other,” Tony said frantically,

Bucky forced you off him, not taking his hand off your throat and the two of you stood up. still not releasing each other from the choke hold you were both in.

He stared into your eyes, and started grinning, almost taunting you. “Yield Y/N,” he said his voice rasping through your chokehold. Neither of you were using full strength but the grip was still strong enough that one of you would pass out eventually.

Steve marched up to the two of you, “What the fuck is wrong with the two of you,?” he practically shouted, you both looked at Steve for a moment then back at each other, neither of you wanting to yield first, both to stubborn to admit defeat.

“Steve make him yield.” You say, gasping for air by now.

“Buck! Please. Stop.” Steve said through gritted teeth, Bucky looked over at his best friend for a moment and then he registered the look of panic in Steve’s eyes, he was hurting the woman his friend loved and immediately let go of your throat and stepped back.

You weren’t expecting Bucky to yield, and when he pulled back from your grasp and let go of your throat, your knees buckled, and you fell to the floor, gasping for air.

Steve was immediately at your side, he put an arm around your shoulders. “Are you okay?”,

You ignored Steve and looked up at Bucky, “I win,” you said gleefully,

“You’re insane,” was Bucky’s only response.

“What the hell was that?” Steve asked both you of you visibly annoyed,

“She started it” Bucky began,

You cut him off, “No you and Sam started it!” you shot back,

“We were helping!”

“No, you were being pains in the ass!” half yelling again,

“You kicked me in the fucking chest!” Bucky scowled,

“You fucking deserved it! I should have out your fucking face through the wall!” You snap back,

“Try me, I fucking dare you!” he sneered,

“OK! ENOUGH!” Tony shouted,

“Both of you are acting like children!” Steve said helping you to your feet, his arms still protectively around you.

“You can’t go around beating the shit out of each other every time you have a disagreement,” Clint said,

“That’s not how a team works,” Tony.

“Apologize to each other.” Steve said sternly,

You and Bucky look at each other, you knew you were waiting for the other to apologize first, this was just going to be another battle between you two.

“You first.” You say nonchalantly

Bucky shook is head, “You must be fucked if you think I am going to apologize for not doing anything.”

“Well then I’m not apologizing either,” You respond,

Steve looked at the two of you incredulously, Tony stepped between you and Bucky and then hit both of you upside the head. Like a headmaster trying to discipline his pupils.

“Okay, I’ve heard enough, Rogers take Y/N to her room and get her cleaned up. I’ll deal with Barnes.” He ordered, Steve nodded and began to lead you away from the mess you and Bucky had created.

You look back at Bucky as he is leading you away, your eyes meet, and he gives you a lopsided grin before following Tony down the hallway. That fucking grin made your heart race and you couldn’t help but smile back at it.

A few months later

You awoke in Steve’s bed, rolling over to find an empty spot next to you. You can hear the shower running, looking over at the clock on the bedside table, it read 5:30AM. Steve was already in the shower and you assumed he had already gone for his usual 13-mile morning run and returned.

In the last few months, you and Steve had decided to just go with whatever was happening between you two, no labels, no pressure. Just take it day by day and have a little fun. It was going great so far, Steve was an impeccable gentleman. He would take you on dates, and surprise you will flowers some mornings and home cooked dinners in the evenings, even though there wasn’t a label on what the two of you were, naturally everyone saw you two as a couple.

It was nice being so comfortably close to someone, it was something you hadn’t really had all your life, and Steve was always generous with the affection he showed you. Whether it be a passing kiss on the cheek or a subtle hand holding yours during a meeting, he loved you and wasn’t afraid to show it.

He said he loved you every chance he got, you hadn’t gotten around to saying it to him yet. Again, you wrestled with your feelings and emotions, he wasn’t expecting you to say it back, but you knew eventually he was going to expect you to say it and you didn’t know if you felt that way about him. You loved him you just didn’t know if you were IN love with him. As silly as it sounds.

Steve walked out of the bathroom, with a towel around his hips, still damp and steamy from his shower.

“Good morning sweetheart,” he said smiling when he saw you awake,

You smiled back, unable to find words in that moment as he was so pretty it truly distracted you sometimes.

He busied himself getting dressed while you watched, in comfortable silence. He dressed in simple black sweatpants and a white t-shirt before turning around to face you.

“You’re staring,” he mused, looking at you.

“Oh I’m sorry, am I not allowed to stare at my boyfr…” you immediately stopped yourself, your heart began hammering in your chest. You almost let out the one word that would ruin whatever was going on between you two. You had been the one insistent on no labels, the look on Steve’s face said he knew what you were about to say but being the consummate gentleman that he is, he didn’t say anything.

Instead he changed the topic, “Would you like to go out for breakfast?” he asked, “There is this really nice place nearby that opened,”

But you were barely registering a word he was saying; your mind was racing. You had basically called him your boyfriend, you weren’t ready for the implications of that yet. Steve was still talking about something when you got out of the bed and began pulling your clothes on.

“Y/N,? Hello?” Steve said waving his hand in front of your face. You snapped out of your thoughts and looked at him,

“Sorry, what?” you ask,

“Breakfast? You and I?” he repeated,

“Uh yeah no I have…to…Uh…” You scratch your head struggling to find words, “I have to go see Bucky or Tony, or whatever.” You blurt out the first name on your mind.

Confusion flitted across Steve’s face, “See Bucky? For what?”

“Chores.” You mumbled grabbing the rest of your stuff around Steve’s room and hustling towards the door.

Steve reaches out and grab your arm, looking confused as ever. “Y/N, what is going on right now? Are chores really your excuse to run out on us again?”

“I am not running away,” You say pulling away from him, “I just have something to take care of,”

“Well it damn well seems that way.” He replied coldly, “And you’re conveniently running to Bucky.”

Those words stung, you froze for a moment and didn’t say anything. There was a hint of something in his voice, you couldn’t tell if it was jealousy, or resentment.

“Why are you so damn scared of commitment?” he asked, frustrated.

“I am not scared of commitment,” you defended yourself,

“You are though! At even the slightest sign of things getting serious you run away, you always have!” He exclaimed,

“I am not running away Steve, I just need a moment.” You say quietly,

“I have given you time, so much of it. I have come back to you time and time again, yet every time I think finally something is going to change, and we’re happy. You run again.”

“Steve, please don’t do this,” you say, feeling your tears threaten to fall.

“If you walk out that door now, don’t come back.” He said coldly,

You stood in the doorway, clutching your clothes in your hand tightly. This moment was a tipping point for you, you knew Steve was done if you walked out, there was no coming back from this.

You looked at him, you knew what you had to do. You gaze at him one final time, the tears falling freely from your eyes. “I am sorry Steve...�� you whisper wishing you weren’t such a coward, and the immense hurt in Steve’s eyes cause you to turn around and run out of the room.

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