"Go away!" You screamed at your sister, Natasha. You weren't having a good day. And Natasha, who was only one year older than you, was going all overprotective sister on you.

It was just a bad day at work.

It wasn't the end of the world.

"(Y/N), I want you to meet someone." She said sternly.

"I don't want to." You pouted, stating your argument for the hundredth time.

"You have to. Let's go." She took you ear and dragged you out.

"Ow! Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow!" You complained.

She released your reddening ear and you glared at her, rubbing it. You then followed her gaze to two men if front of you.

That made you do a double take.

They were both hot.

"Oh." You whispered, straightening up and staring at the men. There was a tall, muscled blonde with a really cute smile. There was also a tall, handsome brunette with the brightest blue eyes you've ever seen and a smirk that could be known as a lady killer.

You looked down at you jeans and Avengers t-shirt and back at the men, smiling sheepishly.

"Hi." You said, giving a pathetic wave.

"Hello, ma'am. I'm Steve Rogers, and this is my friend James Barnes." The blonde said, holding out his hand. You smiled at him knowingly and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Captain." You winked, which made him blush.

"And you, James." You turned the brunette and shook his hand as well.

"You can call me Bucky. I like your shirt." This time, he winked at you, and you almost melted. You chose Bucky.

You liked Bucky.

You have now claimed Bucky.

"I'm (Y/N) Romonov, Natasha's younger sister." You introduce.

"Why don't you guys give her the tour?" Natasha said.

"Training." Steve said. Everyone looked to Bucky.

"Well, I'm kinda new as well but okay." He shrugged, then held out his arm like a gentleman, which you took with a smile.

He led you to the elevator, where he pushed the top button and began the tour.

***time skip brought to you by Clint french braiding Bucky's hair***

Two months later and you and Bucky were friends, finally. You saw him everyday, even if it was for a few seconds. You were upset that your guys relationship was moving so slowly. I mean, you wouldn't be dating him until you're 80 at that pace.

You sat in your room, angry. About everything. At the world.

"Stupid Steve always stealing my friend. Stupid Nat introducing me to him. Stupid Bucky and his stupid perfect face and stupid soft hair and incredibly stupid smirk that I love. I hate him so much." You muttered under your breath. You shoved you face in your pillow and yelled, "Why do you have to be so fricken adorable?!"

"Honestly, I don't know."

That made you snap up. You looked in horror as Bucky leaned against your doorframe, his smirk playing on his lips. You cheeks burned bright red as you covered them with your hands.

"Oh my god." Was all you could think of saying.

"That was pretty cute, if you ask me." He shrugged and came closer until he was standing beside your bed towering over you. He bent down slightly until your noses were almost touching.

"You're pretty cute, if you ask me." His hot breath danced across your lips, and you just stared ibt I his eyes intensely. He leaned forward and kissed the corner of your mouth, more on your cheek. He then stood straight and began walking out.

"Wait." You said, and he turned back around. A smirk grew on your face as you found your voice again. "You missed."

You stood and walked over to him and tugged him by his collar, crashing your lips into his. He put his hands on your waist, pulling you closer. You smiled into the kiss and pulled away, then wiggling from his grasp and walking away, leaving him flustered.

Oh, you were going to mess with him.

Big time.

***time skip brought to you by Bucky singing Tangled songs with you***

You were in the kitchen the next day, just minding your business. You had been avoiding Bucky, just to mess with his head.

Speaking of the devil, he walked in and froze when he saw you. You just looked him up and down and smiled, like any other day.

He slowly walked towards you and stopped on your right side. He hesitantly placed his cold metal hand on your left hip and kissed your shoulder, leaving his lips there as he gave you puppy eyes.

"Why aren't you talking to me?" He mumbled against your shoulder. You almost cracked. He was so cute.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You said, peeling your eyes off of his. He sighed against your shoulder.

"I have to go. But talk later?" You lied, kissing his cheek as you walked out.

He wasn't going to let you get away with that.

"Hey!" He yelled after you, and you slowly turned around. "You missed."

You smirked and slowly walked towards him, standing on your tip toes and kissing his lips briefly before turning and walking away again.

"Oh, no you don't." He growled and ran after you, grabbing your waist from behind and spinning you. You screamed and giggled, kicking and telling him to put you down.

He put you down and spun yo u by the waist, then backing you up against a wall, staring into your eyes again.

"You're so adorable." You whispered, which just made him smile. He leaned down and captured your lips, pressing you further into the wall.

Make out session with Bucky, you're getting checked off the bucket list.