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[So this person suggest that there should be love interests for each of the guys. Just message me about the guy you want along with a description of yourself/the person you want in the story. Guy or girl or other, it doesn't matter. Bucky's unavailable and so is Loki.]
Bucky's life has always been fast pace ever since he became a model. He's used to spending hours on makeup, changing with minuets, wearing whatever he's been handed. He's never really complained about anything because he knows he's lucky, but really, he hates meetings.
They're boring and long, and Natasha is the one who does all the talking while Bucky tries not to fall asleep.
But now there's seven other Stark Angels with him, and this meeting is from from snooze worthy.
Muscles keeps staring at Bucky like he has the plague, and it's getting to the point where he can't focus on what Blue Eyes is trying to tell him.
"If you're got a problem with me, Buddy, say it now," Bucky snaps. All eyes turn to him and Muscles, but they stay quiet and observe. Muscles remains silent, looks away and that's when it clicks. "You're that guy from that shoot from a few years ago. The one who broke a camera and got kicked out?"
Muscles jaw tenses. "I didn't break the camera. It was you who did it, then blamed it on me."
"Ah, I see. Don't forget that you cried like a baby when they let the door hit you on the way out." Bucky snorts, and Blue Eyes holds back a grin.
"You haven't seen him when something doesn't fit," Steve says, and Bucky's eyebrows jump. "Still cries like a baby."
Everyone stares in confusion as Steve and Bucky break out laughing. T'challa stands, calls Bucky something he'd rather not remember, and storms out of the room.
"He does that a lot," White Hair shrugs. "Do not worry."
"What are you saying, "Do not worry"? Of course he should be worried!" Goofy shivers, and an unhappy expression crosses his features. "I remember when I joined. T hated my guts until he pulled that prank on me when I walked down the catwalk in my clothes backwards.."
"It's your own fault for being so idiotic," Grumpy speaks for the first time, green eyes narrowed at Goofy. "T'challa had nothing to do with that."
"Okay, guys, let's not do this right now." Teeth plops down where T'challa had been siting and crosses his arms.
"Thank you, Miss Romanoff," Bucky and the others turn as Zoolander and Natasha stand, shake hands and exchanged business cards. "It was a pleasure to meet you."
Grumpy shakes his head. "He thinks it a pleasure to meet anyone with-"
"Brother!" Blondie smiles just a bit too widely. "Kindly shut up."
"Everything's set," Natasha says, holding her notebook to her chest as she observes the group. "Let's get out of here before their weirdness rubs off on you." Blue Eyes snorts, and Natasha's sharp gaze cuts to him. "Excuse me?"
"See you tomorrow," Steve waves, and Bucky has to grab Natasha's arm to get her to leave.
"Why didn't you tell me he knows Russian," Natasha exclaims once they get to the hotel, pulling Bucky away by his ear so Happy doesn't hear. "I just made a complete fool of myself."
"You would've done that sooner or later- ouch!" Bucky rubs his ear, but he looses interest in her words as soon as they pass the hotels gift shop.
"This will only be temporary while they prepare us a place to stay. You should hit the gym and- James?" Natasha halts when Bucky emerges from the shop, holding two I heart New York shirts and hands one to her.
"You're welcome," Bucky tosses it over his shoulder and continues to the desk. "C'mon, let's check in. I'll head to the gym when it gets dark, yeah?"
"Idiot," Natasha mutters, shaking her head and catches up with Bucky.
"I heard that."
"Oh bite me, Barnes."
Bucky grins, snaps his teeth, and looks up and meets a pair of brown eyes. He turns his head as he walks, finding the girl with a suitcase and a few girls around her. He sends her a signature wink, surprised when one of the girls jumps in front of her and makes the I'm watching you gesture.
"What are you staring at?" Bucky laughs nervously and steers Natasha faster to the check in desk.
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