"So do you wanna short cut, a flick, ooo, maybe even a Mohawk?" I grinned, lightly tugging Bucky's hair in the different ways that I was proposing. Bucky had shaved off all the hair on his chinny chin chin and now we were sitting in front of the tv with Steve and Emma.

Emma (and Steve too, I think) were a little surprised when I'd come back into the house looking genuinely happy. Emma was watching me very carefully, I think she thought that I was on one of my random highs that I got on. She could be right, for all I knew. I'd instantly declared that we all sit down and watch Disney movies as I cut Bucky's hair. The two were sitting awfully close together, even touching almost. Occasionally, Emma would flash looks at Steve and when he was sure she wasn't looking, he'd do the same. I made a mental note to talk to both of them about it later.

"Uh..." Bucky trailed off. "are you sure you know how to do this?" He frowned, I grinned, perhaps seeming a little insane. I could tell that Bucky was feeling the regret of agreeing to this.

"I did a half-term internship with a hairdresser at school, I'll be fine!" I tried to assure him, concealing my grin. Bucky sent a worried look at Steve who shrugged helplessly.

"Did she tell you why she only did a half-term?" Emma toyed, her arms crossed and her feet tucked underneath her. I sent her a glare, then grimaced and Bucky's more worried than before face.

"Just because I deep-fried one customer's hair..." I grumbled.

Emma snorted. "More than one!" She muttered, letting her feet rest on the stool in front of her, right next to Steve. Ah, young love. It's like Romeo and Juliet.

"Excuse me. Can you make yourself useful by putting on the movie, please?" I ground out, Emma rolled her eyes, standing and slipping the disk in.

I flicked Bucky's hair back and forth a couple more times. "Let's go short." I decided. "Shortish, medium, girlfriend, no one has seen that pretty face of yours since the 1940s."

"I'm pretty?" Bucky grinned and I bit my tongue, not replying.

As the movie played, I worked around Bucky. Turns out, Steve and Bucky really love Disney Movies. We decided to go through all modern classics, starting with Frozen, because no matter how much Tumblr may hate and groan, I really liked it.

I had only learnt a couple of tricks in my time as an apprentice hairdresser. How to make basic machines work, the proper way to hold scissors, the basic theory behind hair-dyeing and the such. With my scissors and my combs and my brushes all neatly laid out on a small coffee table beside me, I looked like a professional hairdresser. Perhaps I should offer services to the helpless college students outside my dorm, I mused. Make a bit of money.

I mostly trimmed Bucky's hair until it was at an acceptable length, then worked on styling it. "There." I grinned, standing a little ways away to get the right artistic angle. "A soft taper with a texture cut." I spoke proudly with a flourish of my hand.

"Not bad." Emma commented, sounding impressed.

"It's a work of art," I shot back, frowning. I took the covering off of Bucky, wiping away the extra bits of hair that remained. I accidentally brushed the skin on his neck and we both flinched. I frowned. Then smiled. "All good to go." I grinned and Bucky nodded a thanks to me, sitting on the other couch from Emma and Steve.

I cleaned up, frowning, deep in thought. Bucky had flinched. Was he just uncomfortable with physical touch? Were my hands too cold? Or was I just over-analysing what had happened? I washed off everything in the laundry. The hug, we'd touched a lot more today, not exactly intimately, but more, and for longer periods of time as well.

Why had Bucky suddenly become conscious to my touch? As much as I'd originally despised him and Steve we'd made physical contact before.

Okay now that just sounded like sex.

What had I done with Bucky? Well, we'd hugged, we'd been in the same room together alone, he'd watched me sleep, he carried me in a time of need, we'd fallen asleep in the same bed together. Flip, that's probably more than what a married couple has done. I bit my lip, thinking harder. He probably wasn't expecting it. I tried to reason. He's been in wars and battles, after that day, you flinched every second moment.

"Yeah." I said aloud, slowly nodding to myself. "Yeah, that's probably what's it."

Hold on, I thought. Why are you even worrying if Bucky likes you or not? I reasoned. They're staying here for a couple of days. Soon, they'll be leaving. It doesn't matter. He probably had a girlfriend anyway...

I couldn't help the little whispers in the back of my head from keeping me hope otherwise.

...

There was a sharp knock on the door and we all leaped to our feet. I approached the door as Emma hurried off the other guys. I looked back, Bucky was reluctant to leave, I nodded at him, he did the same and then let Emma drag him away.

There was another sharp rap rap rap on the door, I looked through the keyhole before swinging the door open. "Jayden, hi." I grinned.

"Seriously Liv, I've been trying to get to you all day! Where have you been?" He was concerned, that was cute.

"Uh, yeah." I rubbed my eyes. "Um, ah, I've been at the er..." I waved my hands around, a location trying to come to me. My mind was blank.

"The...?" Jayden said slowly, copying my tone.

"Around." I managed. "I've been around." I practically sagged against the doorframe in relief with my answer.

"Oh... Well I was wondering where you went after the party, you sorta just... Disappeared." Jayden seemed concerned, I couldn't imagine for me but concerned that I might not being enjoying the parties he goes to, somehow affecting his ego.

I rubbed my eyes, they were sore, it probably looked like I was disinterested. "The party! Right, yeah." Ah yes, the party was last night. "No no no, I just, had, a few problems that night and had to go early." I trailed off very unconvincingly.

"Well you shoulda seen it, apparently Mark had gotten in a fight with a guy and he is messed up man, they sent him to the campus hospital cause he's so destroyed, critical condition, kept mumbling about silver arms, everyone's freaking out thinking that the Winter Soldier is here. We don't know why Mark got beat up, probably had his dick hanging out for some girl and the Winter Soldier came in and saved her. So what have you been doing all day?"

The blood had drained from my face and my mouth was dry. "H-Hangover, got absolutely smashed last night." I managed a small laugh. "I set a new record for myself. You're gonna have to call in the World Records guys, cause this baby can smash tequilas like a bbbbbbiiiiiittttccccccchhhh." I grinned and winked, falling back into my normal rhythm of covering things up.

Jayden clicked his fingers, almost causing me to jump. "That's right, that's why I was here. So rumour got onto campus that the Winter Soldier may be here and so now there's talk that the Avengers might show up and evict us."

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously, I doubt the Avengers themselves would come and evict us, besides, I'd just whip all their arses, you know what I'm like." I grinned.

"Oooooor, Tony Stark could find the compassion in his bottomless bank account to find us a real apartment block with free rent and wifi." Jayden seemed heavily hopeful that this would happen, I feigned hurt.

"Hey, don't hate on my baby." I slapped the inside of the doorframe lovingly. "She's been holding onto us for a long time. You guys just take her for granted."

"Alright Liv," Jayden laughed, turning away, shaking his head, "I'll give you some privacy."

"Bye Jayden." I grinned.

Suddenly he turned around and bolted back. "One more thing, there's a party in a week, like a massive party, I'm talking, New Years Eve, let loose fireworks etc. I was wondering if you would come with your stuff, invite Emma and whoever's in your apartment, I expect them to be there." He gave me a wink and left.

"It's none of your business." I yelled at him as he left laughing. Two stoners in the hallway eyed me off suspiciously through their foggy haze. "Don't look at me like that." I scowled at them and slammed the door shut.

Emma poked her head back in. "Clear." I nodded to her, she nodded back.

I groaned and slumped on the couch, rubbing my eyes. "What's wrong?" Emma asked, sitting beside me.

"I think we've been found out." I frowned, "or we're at least very close to it."

Zac Efron as Jayden

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