She thought he was only a rumor. Now, he laid right in front of her. “The Winter Solider”, James Barnes, was sprawled out sleeping on the raven black leather sofa in the lounge area of the new Avengers Facility. Maeve was a measly lab assistant, but Tony saw great opportunity in the mousey employee. He needed someone to keep a quiet eye on the assassin, and a little eye candy for distraction wouldn’t hurt the man either.
Maeve watched him doze for what seemed like hours, but she was happy for a change of scenery. She thought was stunning in every aspect of the word. While his long body took up most of the sofa, his shiny, dark hair draped over his face. From what she could see, his face was battered and worn, but still a marvel to look at. She left his side and …show more content…
Mr. Stark requested I come by.” The only thing she could think to do was to stick out her free hand for a handshake. He released her arm, but kept a watchful on her.
Maeve quickly pushed up her eyeglass frames up the bridge of her nose, a nervous habit when in an awkward situation. Amused by her quirkiness, he let out a low chuckle.
If she wasn’t there to do him harm, the least he could do is reciprocate the introduction. “You can call me Bucky, doll.”
As he released the handshake, Bucky offered her a charming smirk and wink. Maeve figured he’d be a cocky fellow, but she couldn’t help noticing the harsh lines under his eyes as his face moved with his expressions. It reminded her that while he may be a fun-loving gentleman deep down, he still had many layers of super-solider to peel through.
Standing there in the silence, Bucky reached for an apple out of the fruit bowl on the island counter and Maeve caught a glimpse of his prosthetic, metal arm under the Henley sleeve. She looked up at him only to find him backing out of the room while staring back at her.
“I’ll see you around, Otter,” he snickered. One last sparkling wink and he was gone, leaving Maeve
Maeve watched him doze for what seemed like hours, but she was happy for a change of scenery. She thought was stunning in every aspect of the word. While his long body took up most of the sofa, his shiny, dark hair draped over his face. From what she could see, his face was battered and worn, but still a marvel to look at. She left his side and …show more content…
Mr. Stark requested I come by.” The only thing she could think to do was to stick out her free hand for a handshake. He released her arm, but kept a watchful on her.
Maeve quickly pushed up her eyeglass frames up the bridge of her nose, a nervous habit when in an awkward situation. Amused by her quirkiness, he let out a low chuckle.
If she wasn’t there to do him harm, the least he could do is reciprocate the introduction. “You can call me Bucky, doll.”
As he released the handshake, Bucky offered her a charming smirk and wink. Maeve figured he’d be a cocky fellow, but she couldn’t help noticing the harsh lines under his eyes as his face moved with his expressions. It reminded her that while he may be a fun-loving gentleman deep down, he still had many layers of super-solider to peel through.
Standing there in the silence, Bucky reached for an apple out of the fruit bowl on the island counter and Maeve caught a glimpse of his prosthetic, metal arm under the Henley sleeve. She looked up at him only to find him backing out of the room while staring back at her.
“I’ll see you around, Otter,” he snickered. One last sparkling wink and he was gone, leaving Maeve