Hard to Love (Bucky Barnes fanfic)

Chapter 17

Hey folks, I never addressed this in a previous chapter but I want to apologize if there's any misspellings and/or weird translations. That's all! Enjoy <3

I put the last of my gear and outfits into a hard shell suitcase, wheeling it next to my bedroom door. I was beyond anxious for this. Especially with Bucky as my teammate now. To make matters worse, or better depending how you look at it, we have to share a hotel room together tonight. Steve and Natasha will also be staying at the same hotel but on the other side of the building entirely incase we get followed or ambushed

We have to keep things professional. It's just a mission, nothing more. Keep a clear head. But that's easier said than done around him

I wonder what they're doing to Bucky right now. I saw Tony walk by with his stylist a while ago. I hope it's nothing crazy like shaving him bald

Oh god what if they shave him bald

I don't know how I'd feel if he had no hair. He'd still be incredibly hot, the mans a living artwork. I'd just have to get used to it obviously but it would be weird for a while. I've only known Bucky with long hair. What if they cut it short like he had back in the 40s? That'd be hot

Curiosity got the best of me because the next thing I know, I'm headed to Buckys room. I knock twice before the door opens to reveal Tony, Bucky and his stylist in the middle of the room. I couldn't see Bucky though, the stylist was blocking him from my line of view with their backs turned to me. She combs her fingers through his hair a couple times before stepping to the side

Bucky was sat in a chair with a cape over him to collect fallen hair. My breath gets caught in my throat as I take in the view. His hair was about four inches shorter, resting at the nape of his neck in the back and framed his face. It also looked like he had a layer or two on top to add more dimension. His beard now buzzed down to look like 5 o'clock shadow

He looked up from his lap, meeting my gaze. I don't even think before speaking, the words forcing themselves out of me

* "трахни меня " I breathe out, completely awe struck. An all too familiar sensation between my legs growing with desire
(* fuck me )

Bucky smirks, letting out a small huff. ** "я буду " he looks me up and down quickly. I nod my head, still reeling in the sight of him
(** I will )

Tony looks between us, his brows drawn together in confusion. "Care to share what I just missed here?" I blink a few times, shaking myself from the trance I was in and turn my focus to Tony

Watch yourself Amelia

"Oh, sorry, I said holy shit and he asked if I liked it." I run my fingers through my own hair, hoping Tony takes the bait. He seems to accept my lie turning back to Bucky as the hair dresser carefully removed the cape, making sure no hair fell to the floor

He pulls out a small box and hands it to Bucky as he stands from the chair he was just in. "Here, it's to hide.." he trails off gesturing to Buckys metal arm. Bucky glances at me as he opens the black cube

Inside contained what looked like a normal watch and a plain black wedding band for him and a fake plain diamond ring for me. Nothing extravagant. Bucky pulls out the watch, a lost look written all over his features. Tony rolled his eyes as if the answer wasn't obvious

"Put it on and tap the center three times." Tony crosses his arms

Bucky slips on the fancy watch without a word, tapping the center glass three times like Tony instructed. His wrist seemed to almost shimmer as Tony's nanotech engulfed Buckys arm. At least to his elbow that is. In the blink of an eye, half of Buckys arm looked identical to his other. Hair, freckles, even veins appeared life like up his arm. Had I not been so baffled at how perfect it looked, I think I'd be nauseous. It was a weird sensation, seeing what looked exactly like flesh crawl it's way around his hand and forearm