Hard to Love (Bucky Barnes fanfic)

Chapter 9

Updated 4/01/21

I didn't immediately go to join the boys and instead decided to take a much needed cold shower. Firstly to calm myself from the events in the kitchen and secondly to allow the boys some time to get a bit of actual training in before I interrupt

As the cold-ish water runs down my boiling hot skin, I can't help but to think of what all happened and was said. How Bucky looked at me, touched me, his voice and the promises he spoke

Im getting hot and bothered by it all over again just thinking about it

Had Bruce not come in, I'm not sure if either of us would've stopped either. Bucky would've taken me right then and there on the kitchen counter. Not that I'm complaining or anything

A shiver runs down my spine at the thought. But I also have to thank Bruce for showing up when he did. What we were doing was so unbelievably wrong. We're playing with fire and in the end, we'll both just end up burned if we continue like this

It just feels so incredibly good. Almost too good to be true

I know Buckys not the womanizer he was back in the 40s but could he possibly just be using me to end his almost eighty year dry spell? But that raises the question, why would he choose someone on the team? Let alone me. Him and Natasha have way more in common, what with both being Russian spies and assassins. Now, I know finding a partner in general with this line of work is beyond difficult but Tinder is a thing

Maybe he thinks no one will sleep with him if they knew who he was. Cant exactly hide a metal arm during coitus

I'd beg him to use that arm on me

Nope, that's uh- that's enough there

Point is, I need to stop letting these sort of things happen. Bruce almost caught us. We took a major risk and got lucky that my powers worked or else one of us would've been in deep shit

Just friends Amelia. Just... friends...

I turn off the water once I felt like I was calmed down enough. After drying off, I slid on some black volleyball shorts, black sports bra, and a fitted red thick strapped tank top. I patted on the minimal amount of makeup and headed for the training arena connected to the housing unit

I wonder if they're even still there, I had been in the shower for a long time

The sound of grunts and labored breathing answered my question as I approached the room a few minutes later. As I peer in, Steve and Bucky are in the wrestling ring. The faintest amount of sweat on either of them. With the help of the super soldier serum they both have pumping through their veins, it drastically enhances their endurance

Good to know

No, no no. You stop that

I watch them for a bit, leaning against the doorframe to the gym and analyzing their fighting patterns. After every third punch, Steve goes for a kick while Bucky seems to block more than dodge. He also goes for the legs more often to attempt a takedown. I'd say it works seventy percent of the time. At least on Steve that is. He's not particularly the best at protecting his legs

"Amelia?" Bucky huffs out, surprised to see me standing there

Steve takes that opportunity to bring his leg forward and kick Bucky square in the chest. He lets out a faint pained 'oof' as his breath gets knocked out of him, literally, when Steve made contact. Bucky goes flying back, colliding with the ropes surrounding the ring

Oops

"Thanks." Steve huffs, slightly out of breath and dips his head in my direction. I chuckle and enter the room