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Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: There Was Only One Bed, no smut (i know, rare for me these days), idiots in love. bi!reader, bc both bucky and natasha are hot and i’m so fucking gay. implied bi!natasha bc she also likes bucky. mentions of guns, shooting, blood, and medical supplies. nervous!reader. best friends to lovers x2. it’s just pretty fluffy

Word Count: 2417

Summary: You get put on a mission with both the infamous Winter Soldier and Black Widow to take down a Hydra base. You get shot and the extraction plan goes haywire but Tony knows a safe house. The only issue? There’s only one bed and you have a massive crush on both assassins.

“Okay, HYDRA missions are officially the worst.” You said into your comms, running through the halls, away from gunfire, towards the computer terminal. You threw the door closed behind you and quickly looked around for any agents or doors that could be used to attack you. Seeing that you were leaning against the only door, you grabbed a chair and shoved it under the doorknob.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Natasha asked through the comms.

You nodded before remembering she couldn’t see you. “Ah, yea-um, maybe.” You said, plugging the USB in. “I’m in the room with the computer, but I’m pretty sure I got shot.”

“I’m on my way to you, Y/N.” Bucky said, jogging towards where he knew the terminal was.

“Don’t bother, I shoved a chair under the door so nobody can get in and I’m not moving it just for you to carry me out of here. I’m fine, I’m still standing, and- oh, okay, I’m bleeding more than I thought, but I’m fine.” You replied, downloading all of the files on the computer for Tony and FRIDAY to sort through later.

Bucky sighed audibly through the door, “Really, N/N? Let me in please, just so you don’t accidentally bleed out alone?”

You checked the files to make sure they were downloading properly and moved the chair enough so you could open the door to make sure Bucky wasn’t being impersonated by a HYDRA agent. “What’s the password?” You asked, knowing that everyone on the team had a secret password with the other in case of something like this.

Bucky chuckled, rolling his eyes and leaning in the doorway slightly. “Monopoly.” You sighed dramatically and moved the chair out of the way, letting Bucky in. “You didn’t believe it was truly me?” He asked, dramatically offended.

“Buck, with the way technology is these days, they could probably clone you. Hell, the clone could know the code word and you’re not actually here with me, it’s an agent that’s gonna kill me.” You sat back down, continuously downloading their files and deleting them off the computer once you had them.

“Well, doll, you know that’s not it.” He said, leaning in the doorway to be able to watch you and the hallway.

You chuckled, watching the last of the files download. “Yeah, I know, but it could be.”

Bucky watched drops of blood continuously drip onto the floor. “Are you sure you’re okay? You look like you’re bleeding a lot.”

“I’m fine, Buck. This is not the first time I’ve been shot. It’s not important.” You said, pulling the USB out and turning to him.

“Where is it?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

“My bicep is going to be fine.” You replied calmly, walking out of the room and jogging back towards where the three of you landed after parachuting out of the quinjet.

“Did you just try to convince me that your arm wasn’t important?!” Bucky shouted after you, jogging to catch up, the both of you running out of the building and to Natasha.

She raised an eyebrow at you and Bucky, motioning around to the empty clearing. “First of all, your arm is extremely important. Secondly, apparently, they booked more missions than extractions, so we have no way of getting home for the immediate future. Third, Tony has a safe house about 3 miles northeast of here, and he sent me the coordinates. Apparently we’re stuck together until at least morning.”

Bucky nodded at Natasha’s words and started walking northeast, you and Natasha following behind. You quickly fell into a rhythm of just following their footsteps as you got lost in your own head. It wasn’t that you were scared of Natasha or Bucky, not at all. You and Nat had been best friends for years, and Bucky was one of the only other people you would go to when you were feeling out of it. Your current issue was that you had feelings for them both, which had ruined your last relationship, since your ex-girlfriend figured out that she was not your priority. Cradling your arm to your chest, Natasha and Bucky finally realized you weren’t contributing to the conversation and turned to look at you.

“N/N?” Bucky asked softly, snapping you out of your trance. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You said, sighing. “This just hurts a little more than I thought. How much further do you think it is?”

Nat smiled, laughing at you a little. “Darling, it’s been 10 minutes. We have a while to go.”

“It’s not still bleeding, is it?” Bucky asked again.

“No, the bullet lodged in my shoulder, so it’s not bleeding. Let’s just go, please? I’d really like to sit down.” You replied, walking past them in the direction you had all started in.

Natasha and Bucky gave each other a look before Bucky jogged over to you, picked you up bridal style, and kept jogging. Nat was jogging after the two of you, figuring that Bucky would want to get you to the safe house, stitched up and bulletless as soon as possible before your injury got any worse.

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Twenty minutes of light jogging and your complaining that you could walk perfectly fine and Bucky didn’t need to carry you anywhere passed the time quickly, and before you knew it, the three of you were standing on the porch of the safe house. Natasha opened the door and allowed Bucky to take you inside.

“Uh, guys? I may be hallucinating from blood loss, but there’s only one bed.” You said, tapping Bucky on the shoulder.

Natasha and Bucky shared a look, Bucky setting you down on the bed. “Tony did this on purpose.” She said, sitting next to you. “You know we’re gonna have to take your tac suit off to dress the wound, right?”

“Yeah, I know.” You said, wincing.

“Are you okay?” Bucky asked, cradling your arm as he slid it out of your sleeve.

“I’m just in a bit of pain, and I’m not wearing a shirt underneath this.” Bucky’s eyes widened. “It’s comfier without the shirt and the fabric crinkles weirdly, but I’m wearing a bra.” You reassured him. “You aren’t gonna see everything, Buck.”

“I’ll still feel better if Nat does it.” He said, shifting his weight between his feet.

Nat glanced between the two of you. “I can’t do that. I can’t stitch wounds, Buck. It has to be you, especially because that’s Y/N’s dominant arm.”

“Yeah, I can’t pull the bullet out and stitch my own wound shut this time, unfortunately.” You said, shrugging with your unwounded arm. “But if it would make you feel better, Nat can help me out of my suit. I’m wearing a pair of shorts and I’m sure that there’s an extra shirt around here somewhere that I can wear.”

“I can absolutely help you out of your suit, honey.” Nat said, reaching for the zipper.

Bucky averted his eyes, blushing, as Nat helped you out of the mission-necessary tactical suit. “I’m gonna go find the medical kit I know Tony must have in here, shout when you’re ready for me.”

“Okay, Buck. Sure.” You said softly, wincing as your shot arm came out of the sleeve.

“Don’t mind his nervousness.” Nat said, moving towards the other shoulder. “He hasn’t really been with anyone since waking up from HYDRA and getting the trigger words taken out of his head. And I know he likes you, so that doesn’t probably make things better.”

Your eyes widened. “Bucky likes me?”

Natasha nodded quickly, “He’s not the only one. Do you have feelings for anyone?”

“I- um, yes? I just don’t want to say anything.” You said, averting your eyes from where Natasha was sliding your tac suit down your body.

“Why’s that?” She asked.

“I have feelings for more than one person. And I’m friends with them both and they’re friends.” You blurted out, feeling her hands skim over the band of your bra.

She nodded in response, slipping a finger in the band. “This is cute. Where’d you get it?”

“Ardene, you’d like it. I get a lot of stuff from there.” You breathed a sigh of relief that she was going to let this topic slide.

“Do I know either of them?” She asked, sliding your suit down further.

You nodded. “Both of them. Quite close, actually.”

“Am I?” You shivered slightly as you felt her breath ghost over your stomach. “You know it’s okay to talk about feelings, honey.” You hummed in agreement, mulling over in your head whether or not to tell her. “Buck or I won’t judge you.” Nat pulled your suit off and ran her hands up and down your calves a few times in a soothing motion.

Bucky popped his head back into the room. “What aren’t we judging?”

“Y/N has a crush on two people she’s friends with, they’re friends, and I’m apparently quite close to both of them.” Nat explained, keeping eye contact with you and slightly raising one eyebrow to make sure she got the facts right. You nodded once, sharply, fighting the urge to crawl under the covers and curl in on yourself.

“Oh, baby doll.” Bucky said, coming to sit next to you on the bed. “You know you can tell us anything.” He wrapped an arm around you and you burrowed your face into his chest. “Oh shit, this is something you’re really nervous about, isn’t it, doll?”

You nodded, knowing now you were going to have to tell both of them the truth. “I like you.” You said softly, knowing Bucky’s super-soldier hearing would pick it up.

“You like me, baby doll?” He asked, rubbing your back as Nat came to sit on your other side. You nodded again, attempting to burrow further into his chest. “Hey, that’s okay, sweet pea. I like you too.”

“Nat told me that.” You said softly, feeling the glare from your best friend burn into your back.

“Who’s the other one, N/N?” She asked sharply.

“You.” You said into Bucky’s chest, knowing he pointed at Nat when he heard you say it.

“Me?” Nat asked, surprised.

You nodded, pulling your head out of Bucky’s chest, but not willing to meet either of their eyes. “Of course it’s you guys. It’s always been the two of you there for me.” You paused, letting them mull over what you just said. “It’s why Meg and I split.”

Bucky turned you to face him so he could start pulling the bullet out of your shoulder. “How so, baby doll?” Nat rested her chin on your other shoulder, holding out a hand for you to squeeze.

“Well, she didn’t like the fact that I was constantly on missions, which is literally my job, so that didn’t help matters. But the other thing is that she said I looked at you guys differently than her, treated the two of you better.” You said, looking down and squeezing Nat’s hand.

Nat rubbed your back, knowing that if you hadn’t told the two of them this, you hadn’t told anyone. “She broke up with you because she could tell you liked us?”

You nodded. “She said that if she wasn’t my first priority then we weren’t meant to be. And work is always my priority.”

“But then it’s us?” Bucky asked softly, stopping the bleeding of the removal from the bullet before he stitched you shut again.

“Yeah.” You said softly. “She didn’t like that much.”

Bucky stitched you up, and as he had changed out of his suit while finding the medical kit, pulled his shirt off for you to wear. “Here, sweetheart. You’re all stitched up.”

“Oh, thank you, Buck.” You said, putting on his shirt, the nickname and his scent lighting your insides on fire. You sighed softly, curling up under the covers and rolling away from both of them, not knowing what to say to your two closest friends now that you had spilled your heart to them and they didn’t say anything.

Nat knelt next to you on the bed, gently placing a hand on your busted shoulder. “N/N, please don’t pout. Buck and I have talked, because we both like each other, and you. We want to try to make this work.”

Bucky knelt on the floor, cupping your face in his hands. “We don’t have to move quickly, baby doll, we just wanna be with you, if that’s something you’d be okay with.”

“Yeah.” You said softly. “I’d be okay with that. But how does something like this even work?”

“Baby, this is like any relationship, we’ll figure it out as we go. Communication and comprehension is key. And we’re pretty good at that.” Nat said, gently rolling you onto your back. “So why don’t we just start with cuddles? And we can go from there later.”

You nodded, moving over to the middle of the bed so they could both crawl in with you. “Is this okay? Or did you guys want to be closer to each other?”

“This is perfect, baby doll.” Bucky said, reaching across you to throw his arm over both you and Nat.

“Yeah, perfect.” Nat said, snuggling further into your side.

“Yeah, this is everything I’ve ever wanted.” You said, leaning your head against Nat’s while curling further into Bucky.

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“Quick take a picture!” You heard somebody exclaim to wake you up. You were still very disoriented, having just woken up and you hadn’t even blinked your eyes open when light flashed behind them.

“What the fuck is that?” Nat mumbled into your shoulder, eyes closed still.

“I dunno.” You mumbled, wrapping an extra arm around her. “Don’ really care either.”

Bucky pulled you both closer. “It’s Sam and Steve here to pick us up.”

“But ‘m comfy ‘n sleepy.” You mumbled into Nat’s hair.

“I know you are, baby doll.” He said, beginning to untangle himself from the cuddle pile the three of you were in. “How about we all go for a nap back at the compound after we let your bullet wound actually get checked out?” Once untangled, Bucky picked you up in one arm and Nat in the other to carry you back onto the quinjet.

You nuzzled into his shoulder. “That sounds good.”

“So how did this all happen, punk?” Steve asked, taking you carefully from Bucky so neither you or Nat were dropped.

Bucky glanced between you and Nat fondly. “We’re all idiots.”

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Yall I am so sorry that it’s been so long since I posted, but this is finished now and I hope you like it. I hope to get a lot more fics out by the end of August bc then I’ll be moving and starting at a new school and it’s gonna be a whole thing.

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Fan Fiction Quotes 2017: (part 3)

“You’re going out with Barton. What makes you think you’re in any way qualified to give me relationship advice?”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/366774”>[X]</a>amusing deflection banter

“Bucky, you’ve always needed Steve and me to see the light in you, because you could never see it in yourself. That hasn’t changed.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1578938”>[X]</a>Peggy bring the truth…

“Hey! It’s dumb heroic shit. I don’t do stupid, unless there’s a reason for it.”<a href=“http://atticuos.tumblr.com/post/162595631070/4th-of-july”>[X]</a>yup, sounds like him

“Barnes and Rogers, Brooklyn’s own troublemakers.”<a href=“http://atticuos.tumblr.com/post/162595631070/4th-of-july”>[X]</a>again, yup

“Never felt right pursing any selfish whims when there was so much injustice in the world, so many wrongs begging to be righted.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/8569513”>[X]</a>Bucky. Pirate AU. I really like the art - which is how I found it

“Steve gets to sleep in the middle and Clark and Buck equally love and fear his toes. His body radiates heat, but his damn toes are always cold and what the shit??? He’s so warm and yet?? Why just the toes?!”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146321475643/wintersupercap-its-like-stucky-but-with-a”>[X]</a>Tumblr head cannon for Steve, Bucky and Clark Kent. I know cold toes!

“He does [sex] more for the happiness and emotional connectivity and that natural high of pleasing the ones he loves the most.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146359556273/whats-clarks-favorite-thing-to-do-with-his”>[X]</a>Tumblr head cannon for Steve, Bucky and Clark Kent.

“He’d never even told her he was pansexual (he figured he wasn’t bi because that could potentially discount aliens and since humans are technically “not him” he figured pan made sense). He’s spent a lot of time in the shower thinking about his sexual identity to be honest.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146551418443/the-henry-cavill-gifset-i-gave-you-in”>[X]</a>again the wibtersupercap head cannons. Lol. Even if the rest isn’t really my thing at all

“Sex is so very complicated to him. He wants it, he doesn’t want it. It feels good…he’s never in the mood. He wants physical contact…he doesn’t want that much…but yeah sometimes he does? He’s all very confused about himself. ”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146670061983/oh-my-goodness-clark-accidentally-breaking#notes”>[X]</a>MORE head cannon stuff. Almost done, over halfway. Even not identifying as ace I get this. Relatable, personal .

“Kal could totally be an indicator of “Hey I need attention, love me plz.” ”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/148350083428/for-wsc-they-gotta-call-him-by-kal-or-kal-el-bc”>[X]</a>more head cannon stuff, almost done.

“They feel alone in the world, walking beside people who don’t really belong to them but are there all the same.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/148353679873/bucky-meets-clark-first-post-ws-after-he”>[X]</a>they being Steve Rogers and Clark Kent - so on point!

“I have all this pent up emotion and nowhere to put it, and my boys are beautifully conveying and taking out their motions while I put my fist through the bathroom mirror.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/155538694443/i-know-this-is-really-random-but-i-came-up-with”>[X]</a>ahhh.

“Steve’s stomach gurgles noisily and Bucky laughs. "If I could move right now, I’d make you pancakes, but it’s going to have to wait until morning.”“<a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/319282?view_adult=true”>[X]</a>sex burns calories

“alfred [’s Tumblr]: guns and sometimes miniature cakes”<a href=“http://wantstobelieve.tumblr.com/post/167280173762/hey-i-dont-know-if-someone-has-already-asked-or”>[X]</a>comments

“He wants to live on steamed dumplings from now on.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4097566”>[X]</a>I’m with you Barnes, they are good!

“He wakes up early in the morning blanketed by the full-size chest of Captain America. Talk about purple mountains’ majesty.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4097566”>[X]</a>lol

“Steve sleeps in the day when he isn’t out and then he’s up all night, up all night long, finding something to do, jogging, TV, sitting at the window, all night, all night.”<a href=“http://ipoiledi.tumblr.com/post/134324911571/i-love-these-conflict-resolution-stories-were”>[X]</a>yeah, depression

“Steve hops up on the washing machine, swinging his legs – they’re only a couple scant inches off the ground, but he likes doing it”<a href=“http://ipoiledi.tumblr.com/post/133919491831/wow-i-just-binge-read-all-your-fics-since-steve”>[X]</a>relatable

“the tired face of Bruce Banner overlayed with that of the Hulk”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2264658”>[X: story 2]</a>imagery. Draw.

“Steve from Brooklyn was still there since Bucky could see him. He didn’t need any other assurance.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2337806”>[X: story 3]</a>comments

“well, i say bopped–it was the sort of wild swing you take with a frypan when someone startles you in the kitchen.”<a href=“http://buckykingofmemes.tumblr.com/post/168013597696/ok-i-officially-feel-like-ive-been-hit-by-a”>[X]</a>hilarious

“led by the bastard child of paul bunyan and lady liberty”<a href=“http://buckykingofmemes.tumblr.com/post/167312802206/how-many-cookies-would-it-take-to-bribe-you-into”>[X]</a>what a way to describe Captain America

“Okay, guys, fair warning, this is gonna get pretty meta pretty fast. Because you know that I love Cap-spotting as much as the next person, and this comm is literally one of the most uplifting places on the internet right now, because it’s first and foremost about human connection and how heroes really are just like us, and they go out to get Chipotle or whatever, and we desperately need that in this shit show that’s called our lives, especially after what happened in NYC.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/3758717”>[ch1]</a>okay, this makes sense, though privacy should also be a thing… Maybe there’s not pictures? Then the continuation!

“[stan the smithsonian guard] also got a photo out of this, and the opportunity to tell cap that his older brother fought in the 107th during the war and knew bucky barnes. cap apparently got a little choked up. can’t blame him.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a>poor guard on duty when Cap took back his uniform… Stan even gets cameos in fics

“and i heard pepper potts might have implied a thing or two right after it turned out bucky was alive, and even the paps are scared shitless of that woman. AS THEY VERY WELL SHOULD BE.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a>oh the things that could get done if Peggy and Pepper were in the same time!

“Other auctioned “items” include a self-defense lesson with Natasha Romanoff, archery practice with Clint Barton and Kate Bishop, and a day in a lab with Tony Stark, and they will all be donated by the happy winners to the beneficiaries of the Youth Program at the Potts Foundation.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a>YEEEEES!

“And it was nice to see that you can come back from something like this, maybe not whole, but at least not completely shattered, you know. Reassuring. ”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a>motivational

“We don’t want Captain America, the hero who’s supposed to represent the majority of Americans, to be someone we can’t identify with at all because of the lifestyle he chooses.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a>a haters comment. Me: so the majority of Americans can’t relate to following one’s heart toward happiness?!

“It’s been nice to have people around him he can indulge skin hunger with as much as his libido.”<a href=“https://morgynleri.tumblr.com/post/168515169593/mcu-heroes-are-villains-agent-and-raindeer-games”>[X]</a>a friwnds Tumblr. I’m not sure (or maybe I just don’t have the energy to analyse it) why this quote stood out to me…

“Sure, he didn’t need glasses, and sure, they were practically useless, but they were badass. Plus they made the world look purple”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4319715”>[X]</a>not overall relevant but a cute warming read

“Natasha winds up throwing Clint down the garbage chute and if that’s not some kind of metaphor for Clint’s life he doesn’t know what is.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4319715”>[X]</a>lol!

“Put on one of these obnoxious Christmas monstrosities that Tony has decided to inflict on us and get up to the main floor, because when I say that Santa has been, man has he been.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2843540”>[X]</a>comments

“Nope, it’s 9am. That is not too early. It’s Christmas, stop being such a Russian humbug and get up.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2843540”>[X]</a>little 3+1 Christmas fic

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