Warning(s): Set after Captain America: Winter Solider, Cussing (More than normal)
Title: Trick or Treat
Pairing: James Buchanan Barnes (A.k.a Bucky) x Reader
Fandom: Avengers
Word Count: 2,228
Today was October 31st and that meant that today was All Hallows Eve, a.k.a Halloween. Now, it was easy to tell that you loved the holiday that allowed you to dress up and not get weird looks from neighbors. You used to decorate your house to the extreme when Halloween would come around, yet this year you were unable to because you had just moved into a tiny apartment that S.H.I.E.L.D. had provided for you.
Yes, you were an agent for S.H.I.E.L.D., a new one but still a agent. You had been recruited after Loki had decided to be a big butt-hole and come down to Earth to try to rule it. After that incident, S.H.I.E.L.D. decided that they needed to bring in a few more skilled agents into the force, and you happened to be one of them. You had been living in Paris, France when you first met Natasha Romanoff. You had been a well known agent for a local police station, being one of the best. Everything was a blur after that and now you were an agent for S.H.I.E.L.D..
At this very moment, you were heading over to Stark Tower for Tony's Halloween party. For some reason, all the invitation said was to come to his house with a costume at 9 P.M., nothing more, nothing less. So, that was how you came to be standing at the entrance to Stark Tower, wearing a cute costume. The costume was a witch one, so you were wearing a thigh-length black dress with a purple witch hat.
You heard footsteps behind you and turned to see the one and only Captain America standing behind him. You wondered who gave him the idea for his outfit (probably Tony). He was wearing a cowboy outfit, hat and everything. You had to admit that it fit him, though he seemed a bit embarrassed about wearing an outfit such as that.
"Hey Steve, I like your outfit!" You said, meaning what you said even though it was a bit cheesy. He blushed and rubbed a hand behind his neck sheepishly.
"Really? Well, thank you (Y/N). I really like yours as well, nice and tradition." Steve said before clearing his throat and motion toward the door, "After you." He said after he opened the door for you, acting like a true gentlemen. You nodded and muttered a quiet 'thank you' before walking inside of the tower. It was dark, only being lit up by a few candles that were randomly placed around the room. What the hell was going on around here?
"Hey, uh, do you know what we are suppose to do?" You asked, looking at the taller man who was also looking around the room in confusion.
"Well....Tony said to be here now so..this must all be planned..." He said, trailing off as he picked up a piece of paper that was laying on a table by the front door, " 'Hello girls and ghouls, I see you have stumbled into Tony's Amazing Haunted Tower of Terror! All you have to do is find a single purple candle and light it up. Beware though, if you don't find your candle treat in time, you may begin to receive tricks! So, to begin, take one of these orange candles that have been laid out for you and start!' "
"Wait...No, I did not sign up for a freaking haunted house!" You pouted, running a hand through your hair before you counted the candles that had been set on tables or shelves around the room. One,two, three, four....Since Tony wasn't playing and six other people had been invited, that meant that two people had already arrived and began. "Well, we might as well just start to get this over with..."You said and picked up one of the orange candles.
"Uh, I think i'm gonna just stay back and wait for Bucky. He need help to not go off on Tony when he arrives and sees what we are suppose to do..." Steve muttered, glancing back at the door before looking back at you. That was right, Tony had invited Bucky to come. Steve must have talked him into coming, to help him with his recovery from H.Y.D.R.A. and everything....
"Hey, Steve, if you want...I can stay back here to wait for him and you can go in and see if he has already started. Just in case, you know, don't want him to be beating up Tony at this moment." You said and shot Steve a sweet smile. He looked a bit uneasy at first before you continued to talk, "Don't worry Steve, I can handle Bucky. We've hung out a bit after he got a little more comfortable around everyone..."
"Alright, but just call me on my mobile if you need anything. I'll call you if I find Bucky and you can do the same if he arrives here." Steve said before walking off through a random doorway to try to find a purple candle.
You leaned against the wall right beside the door, setting the candle down on the table. Bucky....He was really something. He acted cold and mean toward most everyone except a selected few. Surprisingly enough, you were on that list. He didn't act that nice to you, but he didn't really act that rude around you. It was as if he was trying to be nicer around you. You had only heard about him from Steve after his mission and then met him with the others Avengers. You had to admit that you enjoyed his company more than the others and that confused you. Why did you like his company even if he was cold toward you?
You were left to ponder over this notion for about a hour, sitting down against the wall after about five minutes of standing. The door beside you opened and you looked up to see a mess of long (for a male anyway) brown hair and...wait...what was he wearing? After closer inspection from your spot on the floor, you could tell that he was wearing a pirate hat and had tied a red scarf around his belt area of his normal clothing.
"Hey, Bucky." You stood up, causing him to slowly look down at you, his eyes following you as you stood up. Geez, you felt so small under his harsh gaze. "Read this, it will get you caught up on everything and you will understand it a bit more than if I was telling you." You said, creating a reason for you to text Steve and not be ignoring Bucky at the same time.
After Bucky finished reading the note (it was easy to tell because he slammed the paper down on the table) and you had convinced him that it may be fun, the two of you set off. Both of you walked in silence for a while, leaving you to wonder what would happen if you didn't find a purple candle in time. What would these 'tricks' be?
"Hey, I like your outfit. You're a pirate, right?" You asked, glancing over at Bucky as you walked. It was getting creepy quiet and you decided to fill the silence with a conversation. You seemed to do that a lot when you weren't on a mission. You knew better when you were on a mission, but when you weren't you tried to start a conversation. You didn't like the silence that was left; it made a shiver run up your spine.
"Yes, I am a pirate. Steve bought the hat for me and insisted that I wear it to this party as it was a requirement to come. I see that you are dressed up as a..." Bucky glanced over at you and looked you up and down slowly, "..witch." You wondered if he didn't like your outfit by the way he said it, though he just normally talked like that at times. "It fits you...I wouldn't see you dressing skimpy during this holiday."
"Ah, thanks! I don't like dressing up like that 'cause it seems like it would be breaking an old tradition. A demon would be able to tell that the girl wearing a itty bitty red dress was not one of their kind." You rambled for a second and you could have swore you said the corner of Bucky's lips twitch up into a tiny smile before it turned back down to his normal frown.
"Yeah, you're right. I only dressed up because I had to, though I can tell you enjoy this holiday. Most do because they can get free candy, which most like." Bucky said, glancing around the room that the two of you had been in. It was dark, you being unable to see two feet in front of you if you didn't have your candle.
"What is that, over there?" You pointed toward a corner of the room, where a single purple candle stood. You hurried over to the candle and picked it up, lighting it with the orange candle that you had on you.
"What happens now that you have the purple candle? Are you safe or..?" Bucky said, looking around the room like something may come out of one of the corners at any moment.
"Well, I'll help you trying to find your purple candle and then we will find out the rest then, yeah?" You said, a smile gracing your perfect lips. In the candle light, you looked amazing, but enough about that. A noise was heard, one that came from above you. Above you? Yes, above you!
Your hands gripped your candles tightly as you looking around, noticing that Bucky was doing the same thing as you. The noise that came from above when their was a sound that was hard to make out as it was so quiet. What the hell was going on?!
"Sorry, (Y/N), you really should have just chose to leave Winter over here and go off by yourself~!" An all too familiar voice said right before your two candles went out. You weren't sure how it happened, but you felt a gust of wind on either side of you as it happened. Damn it, that wasn't far! As soon as your candles went out, you felt something cold grab your arm and pull you close to their chest. Ah, oh my god, Bucky had done that!
Soon Bucky's candle had gone out, but not before the owner of the candle had began to drag you away and out of that room. Another quick gust of wind happened that caused Bucky's candle to go out as a loud laugh was heard from the room that you had just been in. Not far, he was using his arrows to put out your candles.
"Caw, caw motherfucker~!" Clint yelled from were he was now standing in the room (though you were unable to see him from the lack of light).
"Fuck you, Birdbrain!" Bucky yelled before shoving you into small room, that you were unable to tell what was in it. It was slightly cramped and you could feel fabric around you. You must have been shoved into a closet. While you were thinking that, it didn't dawn on you how close Bucky was standing to you. He let out a low grunt as he tried to grab something in his pocket.
After a few moments of him struggling, he finally pulled something out of his pocket and soon their was light surrounding you. You noticed that he had pulled out his lighter and was using it as a flashlight. There was a scowl on Bucky's face, though if you looked closely, you could see his cheeks were slighting red. Probably from anger....
"Sorry about all of this Bucky, I bet you wanted to do something cooler on Halloween. I didn't think it was gonna end up like this, I bet Steve would have been better to help you out during this. I bet the two of you would have found two candles in under five minutes..." You rambled and were only silenced when you felt a pair of lips connect with your own. It was slightly forcefully and hard, but you weren't complaining! The kiss seemed to last forever, but soon both of you had to pull away to catch your breath.
"(Y/N), don't apologize for this. It isn't your fault. I surprisingly had a good time, other then for birdbrain coming in. I'm glad I got to spend this time with you. Plus, I believe I had just got an amazing treat..." He said smirking, leaning against the door that was now shut behind him. You giggled, biting your lip for a moment in thought.
"Yeah...That was a pretty good treat~!" You said before standing on your tiptoes and kissing him back, wrapping your arms around his neck. This wasn't how you expected your night to go, this was a lot better. This night of demons and ghouls had turned out to be an amazing one for you. So, the only thing that you could think of about that was happy Halloween!
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