Sebastian Stan Imagines #wattys2017

°o. Touch ~ Bucky Barnes .o°

Post-Civil War Bucky Barnes ~ Marvel Cinematic Universe

Prompt:
You have empathy powers which is when you touch someone you can feel what they've been through. After being careful for the last few months, you accidentally touch Bucky and can't hide it.

Warning: Bucky's past

Extra Info:
You have the ability to control your powers at some points in time but most of the time you can't so you have to be careful. If there is cloth behind you (like clothes), it won't trigger your powers btw.

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(Y/F/S)= Your favorite show

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Avengers' Tower

"Oh my god, no. Don't. I know why you three are in here and I want you out immediately." You dismiss the three Avengers dressed up in their party clothes right as they open your bedroom door.

You were having a good, well deserved lazy night after not having a day off in a good month. Every other day it's been a mission, and when there isn't a mission, there is a bunch of tracking and research you're assigned to.

So, tonight is the night where you get to lay in bed and catch up on (Y/F/S). Earlier you went to the spa with the girls (and Tony, but he doesn't want anyone to know) and got a load of junk food, so you are all prepared. But, of course, the 'Cupid Trio' has to come ruin it all.

"No, just hear us out." Wanda holds her hands up while Tony plops down on the bed next to you, and Natasha goes to your closet.

You roll your eyes and let out a scoff.

"Why should I--"

"Barnes is going to be there." Tony cuts you off, you immediately shut your mouth.

"That was supposed to be a surprise!" Wanda facepalms at the billionaire.

"Well, what other way would we get her to come to the party?" He questions, she just shakes her head at him.

"I thought they weren't going to be back until next weekend." Your voice starts getting higher with excitement.

"They came back earlier."

"They did?!" You sit up onto your knees, getting anxious.

"Yeah, they're downstairs, enjoying the party." Before she can finish her sentence, you jump off the bed and zip toward the door. "Hold on, hold on, hold on." She grabs your arm, pulling you back.

"What?" You groan.

"I get that your boyfriend--"

"--He's not my boyfriend--"

"--Not your boyfriend my ass." Tony muses from his spot lying on the bed, his hands crossed over his eyes. "You two act like you're dating besides the fact that you don't kiss or fuck. It's about fucking time that one of those two should happen."

"Anyways," Wanda turns back to you. "you have to get dressed in something that isn't pajamas." She points to your outfit: athletic shorts and a shirt you stole from a pile in the laundry room.

"Why not?" You frown.

"Because we want to impress." Tony answers, wiggling his eyebrows. You roll your eyes at him.

"Oh my god!" Natasha's voice bombs from your closet. "When did you get this?" She walks out with a long black dress hanging off her finger like she's holding one of the boy's underwear. Tony jumps up and walks over to her, taking the fabric between his fingers. He then holds it up so everyone can see the full effect.