Bonds(lady.moon)

she nodded, offering him a smile. "i'm the best at cleaning up messes. just ask Clint." she teased with a smile before snorting. "we weren't there until yesterday. it was just Johnny and Sabrina until some twits stole Johnny's meds." she admitted before snickering. "yeah, Sabrina's hard to miss huh?" she asked with a grin before smirking at him. "yes. i am." she agreed. she was soft and curvy, and falling into old patterns was easy when he was sitting right there. "that's okay. you'll find who you are again." she promised. "you will never be James again, or Bucky, or the Soldier. you'll be a new person." she admitted. "but that isn't a bad thing." she promised him before smiling at Clint. "thanks Clint. be careful though, okay?" with James here, Hydra was soon to follow.
 
“She really is.”Clint agreed rolling his eyes a little. “Oh.”James frowned thinking about it, not sure what he thought about them being there. Looking thoughtful. Before snorting. “Yea. She really is.”He agreed before snorting, looking amused as he leaned into her. “New isn’t so bad....”He mtutered sighing softly. “Welcome. And I will. Don’t worry.”he promised as he left.

Within the hour he’d returned with food, boxes and boxes of both pizza and chinese food, tilting his head for a moment. “Figured you ate nearly as much as the big guy does.” “...don’t....no.”James frowned a little, looking a little wide eyed at the sight of all the food. After all, he had been eating gruel for decades, it would take time to get his stomach straightened out.

“Johnny?”Sabrina muttered when he stirred, lifting her head from where she’d been resting on his chest, shifting to look down at him. Despite having been resting, and napping, it had been since that first night in romania since she’d gotten any real sleep. Which wasn’t good for either her or the baby she carried, the dark shadows under her eyes, the soft limp blue hair, slightly pale and a little lost looking, said that seh was hours away from her own crash. “Clint said there’s food if you’re feeling up to eating...and we have company.”
 
Natasha smiled a little at him, glad to see he was at least still responding to her, for the most part. she snorted when Clint came back, with Phil, both of them so loaded down with food that Phil looked like he was going to collapse. "James probably hasn't eaten a solid meal in years... i should have remembered that..." Natasha admitted, looking upset that she had forgotten how Hydra fed their agents. how could she forget that!? "would you be okay if our doctor looked you over James? he won't do anything bad, i swear." she promised him. "he'll just check to make sure your healthy and stuff." she promised, worrying her lip a little.

Johnny stirred at the sound of his name and blinked at her. with all the medication running fast and heavy in his system, he was really starting to get better. proven when he sort of tossed the bed together once they got up. well, it was still as good as Steve did it, but it wasn't obsessing over the wrinkles either. "wait... company?" Johnny asked, blinking in surprise. "whose here?" he asked, pausing to make the shirts line up in the closet and straighten a picture hanging on the wall before continuing.
 
"It's okay. I can eat it."james said staring at the food even if he looked a little worried about trying. He didn't want to waste the food. Like steve,some habits even with decades of his life missing, we're so deeply engraved that he couldn't not freak out. Always looking down alleys to see if steve was there getting beat up. Always slowing his pace to a strut, looking like he was going fast when all he really was doing was slowing down so asthmatic steve could keep up. Not wasting food because you never knew when you'd see more."just a bit. Don't force yourself."clint said looking concerned. "....not like zola?good soctor?"james said looking up at her.

Sabrina smiled, relaxing as she watched him make the bed. Glad that he wasn't obsessing as much anymore. "Yes company. And he followed us all the way from romania. Seems romania's the place to lose yourself if your hiding from avengers....james barnes tried to return your medicine."she snickered a little
 
Natasha stroked his hair again. "don't worry so much James. food never goes to waste here." she promised. "between Tony, Steve and Bruce they always polish off whatever is left." she promised. "eat until your pleasant and then the rest will be saved for the others." she promised. "if we have to, we'll just eat whatever's left until it's gone." she admitted before smiling at him. "no. not like Zola. hes my doctor, and Steve's doctor. he's all of our doctor really." she admitted before looking up, grinning when Peter, finally well enough to be up and about, in a wheelchair, made his appearance, sleepy and sluggish and being pushed by Bruce, but up. "and Spiderman's Doctor. how you feeling Pete?" "like i got blasted through a window and then was drugged to my gills when i tried to run away." Peter admitted with a dopey little smile. he was indeed, drugged to the gills, but that was because of the pain. his arm was in a sling, his leg was in a cast and his entire torso was wrapped in bandages. broken arm in two places, a broken shin and three cracked ribs from the fall. the internal bleeding had long stopped which was the only reason why he was allowed up. that and it was more comfortable on the broken ribs if he was sitting. same with the broken arm.

"...seriously?" Johnny asked, looking both baffled and very amused. "James Barns... as in, Steve's Bucky?" he asked, looking stunned, pausing in the hallway to straighten another picture and turn a potted plant before continuing and could only grin at the sight of Spiderman. "hey Spidey, how you feeling?" he asked the young boy who blinked a little. "high." Peter admitted. "did you know you look a lot like Steve?" "i did know that." "it's creepy." "it really is."
 
“Seriously. Clint said he had both your medicine, and baby advil since he couldn’t find my pills. And yes, as in that Barnes.”She said smiling as she followed him out.

“Oh. Okay.”James frowned a little. “Don’t worry. We’ll eat it.”Tony said looking amused watching them before smirking at peter. “Then about right then. At least you’re not feeling it all.”Tony grinned as he settled down on the couch close by james, but not crowding him as he started to eat, smiling as the other started to eat to. “Just think of how it is for me. He’s my best friend, and the other’s my soon to be husband.” “And you’ve slept with them both.”Clint pointed out. “Besides the point, it’s sometimes weird.” “You tell them it’s sorta like masturbation, so you should have a threesome.”Sabrina reminded him looking amused. “True. Eat.”Tony ordered looking at the woman, smiling slightly when she settled into a chair and started to eat.
 
he blinked a little. "that was really nice of him." he admitted, not bothering to wonder why James had the medicine at all. or what had happened to the people who had taken it. he knew enough from Natasha to never wonder about things like that unless he wanted to develop a queasy feeling.

"yeah. about right." he agreed with a smile. "thanks for talking me into staying. i love my aunt but she'd fuss terribly over me." he admitted, glad that someone, he wasn't sure who, had set up a table in front of him so he wouldn't have to try and work the taller table the avengers usually sat in. sitting in the wheelchair meant he was a great deal shorter than he was used to. not that he was all that tall to begin with. he did choke on his food when the topic turned to sex and he went bright red, Natasha laughing at the adorable teenager. "it's never going to happen Tony." Johnny informed him with a chuckle, already wolfing down his food and pausing only to take his pills when someone shoved them in his face before wolfing down more food. "wow." peter looked more than a little stunned that all of the food was gone in the end. he hadn't realized just how much these people could eat.
 
“Hm, I have my own reasons for keeping you around. I mean, more smart people are definitely a good thing to keep.”Tony said smirking a little as he ate. “Damn. That’s saddening. It’ll just have to live on in fantasy then.”Tony said grinning wider at the sight of peter blushing. “I can’t remember the last time I blushed.” “You blushed when Steve proposed.” “Did not, Dalca.” “Did to. I have pictures to prove it. Which are going to be in the paper soon.”Sabrina reminded him, because while everyone knew they were getting married, they had neither confirmed or denied it, and recently they’d just did the photoshoot and all to show life inside avengers tower. “This is just one meal. We usually eat more, steve and thor aren’t here.”Clint snickered a little smiling a little as he looked around the table, nearly snorting out loud at the sight of Sabrina listing to the side a little, nearly in a food coma, even if she was following johnny’s every move like a dropped sub who needed looked after.
 
Peter chuckled a little. "yeah, Bruce mentioned you liked to collect things." Peter admitted. "or was it collect people? i wasn't really paying attention." he admitted before shaking his head at Tony, beginning to realize that he was worse than a naughty teen. at least the kids at school kept their 'sex chatter' mostly private. "your getting married? congratulations." Peter said to Tony, looking quite happy for Tony. he always hated how much shit Tony got in the papers and stuff. "He did blush, it was adorable. and he didn't answer for ages. i thought Steve was going to crawl out of his skin, the poor man." Natasha admitted with a giggle. Johnny could only snicker at that before he smiled at Sabrina and stroked her hair, whispering in her ear that she needed to get some more sleep before she fell over.
 
"Things, people, disasters. She's sorta a hoarder, but you really can't tell cause he owns so much space it's not cluttered."bruce teased grinning at tony's sputtering. Knowing that james was only as relaxed as he was because no one was focusing on him, nor was steve there. He had every intent of keeping him as calm as possible because bruce had a feeling that james would freak when steve got home. "I am not a hoarder. And thanks. I'm glad to be getting married." "I thought he was going to faint. Tony blushed and paled. It was adorable."Sabrina said even as she leaned into johnnys hand whining quietly."I'm okay. We're having a nice visit. Don't wanna go to bed."she said sounding very much like a grouchy 2 year old
 
Peter chuckled a little and nodded. "i fear what his lab looks like. i'm not going to have to clean right?" "no. that's Steve's job." "oh good." Peter said with a nod. he was getting very sleepy now. the pills and the food made him extremely drowsy and soon he was asleep in his wheelchair. "your not okay. come on. bed now." Johnny ordered. "James will still be here when you get back and you know the others never leave unless there's a mission or shopping to be done." he admitted. "come on. up. off to bed. move." he ordered before smiling at James. "thanks for bringing back my meds. it was pretty awesome of you. i'm sure Tony will agree that your welcome to stay as long as you want."
 
"Only if you blow something up."by on promised looking amused at Peters words as he helped bruce get the boy back downstairs. Sabrina shuddered a little at the order leaning into him more."so bossy..."Sabrina said even as she shuffled to her feet pausing when james spoke. "...you were upset. And med are important. Steve taught me that. Knew you needed them....hadn't thought you'd guys leave that soon, so I brought them here..."he shrugged. Because he'd treated it like it'd been a mission, something he had to finish."get some sleep."he smiled watching them go, fidgety and nervous glancing at natasha after a moment."I'm staying but...whens....he....coming home?"he said needing to know. Getting ready to face whatever punishment they were giving him. Assuming they were waiting till the captain got back to read him the riot act
 
"i don't particularly like explosions." peter admitted with a wry grin. "usually means i failed or something." he admitted. Johnny just snorted at her. "i'm only bossy when people don't do what i tell them to." he pointed out. "now. off to bed we go. come on." he ordered, urging her off and being careful of her broken arm.

Natasha watched him for a moment and then smiled. "we don't rightly know. he could be back tomorrow or he'll be back in a week. it depends, really. on how much work the ladies home needs." she admitted. "i'll call him later and ask him when he plans on being home, i won't tell him your here yet though. it'll be a nice surprise for him. come on. i'll take you to a room. Tony will assign you a proper one later i'm sure but you need a bath and a good nights sleep before you start moving into a floor." she admitted. "you can stay in one of my bedrooms for now." she promised him. each Avenger had a floor. each floor was like a large apartment, with a master bedroom and two guest rooms and two full bathrooms a living room a kitchen and a dining room.
 
"Oh...okay...."james frowned thinking on it before nodding."that's good."he said well aware that someone had probably already told steve, but he was okay with that. At least she was trying to make him feel comfortable, and it was nice. It'd been truly a long time since someone had done that. "Thanks."he smiled following her towards the rooms.

In the morning sabrina looked up at johnny as he got up, stirring a little, frowning glancing down to make sure she was actually still dressed before looking up at him as he walked out of the bathroom."you know, if your still trying to tempt me to date you, this freshly showered look is nearly enough to do it."she said, and her smile was all relief, glad to see him back to the johnny she knew, the one she trusted to not hurt himself
 
she smiled at him. "come on then." she urged, nudging him with a chuckle. "you need a shave. you look like an old man." she teased, smirking at him and leading him to her floor, right below Phil's but above Clint's. "take a shower and then go to bed." she ordered, smiling at him. "this rooms yours for now. the other is for Clint when he crashes here." she admitted.

Johnny offered her a smile and snickered at her when she checked. as if he'd take advantage of her like that! still, he couldn't blame her for making sure, what with her past. he was wearing nothing but a towel too so every part of him was still glimmering wet and there for her to see. "well i'm glad you like it." he admitted with a chuckle. "Steve's going to be back tomorrow." he admitted, rooting around in his dresser for some pants and a shirt so he could get dressed.
 
"I do not!I'm not old."james huffed a little looking annoyed even as he shuffled after her, exploring the rooms before nodding."btw hanks natasha."he said as he headed for the shower. And while he spent half the night up, h3 did get some sleep enlventually.

"Hey. Don't laugh at me. Waking up in a guys bed is cause for concern."she said making a face at him, and while she was still a little off balance, it appeared the rest had done her well, and she looked better. Smiling slightly as she shifted to simply lay on her side, and while she was blushing something fierce, she was still staring at him nearly naked, a shy unaware smile gracing her lips as she watched."ì wouldnt go as far as like. Appreciate and understanding why you get laid alot more like. Maybe I should make you model. Women would pay to see you undress. Not me, but others."she teased a little before looking serious."good...well. yes. Good."be he said nervous about how james was going to handle that
 
Johnny smiled. "technically speaking, that's not my bed." he admitted. "this is my guest room, but i store my extra clothes in here because Tony steals them if i leave them in my bedroom." he admitted, bending down and yanking up his pants, proving that he had no intention of wearing underwear. once he had them up, zipped and buttoned he tossed the towel in a hamper and yanked on his shirt before smirking. "i have modeled before." he admitted. "it's annoying and i hate it." he admitted before stretching. "god. remind me to call the ladies and apologize for being such a bitch... and i'm sorry by the way. i know i'm... difficult to handle when i'm like that." he admitted, looking quite unhappy about how he had yelled at her.
 
"Tony steals your clothes?seriously?they're to big for him to wear."she snorted amused at the idea before blushing even as she glanced away as he pulled on pants, even if she was having wicked ideas at the idea of him not wearing underwear, shifting a little as her body responded to the idea. "Ah. Well then we'll find something else for you."she smiled before growing serious."I will. And they were worried for you, not upset you were moving everything around. They were just glad you hadn't started hurting yourself."she smiled at him before frowning slightly sheugging. Because she'd been so used to being yelled at in her marriage, that this hadn't even registered as truly upsetting. She'd mostly gotten out of his way because she hadn't wanted to upset him even more."it's okay johnny. You took care of me when I broke my arm, it was good taking care of you."she said with a yawn even as she moved to get up
 
he chuckled. "he does. he likes wearing them cus they smell like me i guess. like a comfort thing." he admitted before grinning. "does it bother you that me and Tony used to sleep together?" they had stopped when Tony decided to try and date pepper honestly, and still hadn't hooked back up because Tony was getting married to Steve. not that Steve would have minded and Johnny would do it if Tony wanted, or needed him, but Tony was content with Steve and Johnny... was satisfied for now. he'd be more content when he settled down with Sabrina someday. he just had to convince her they where the perfect couple. "ah. i see. no i was still two days of no meds away from getting that bad." he promised her. "it takes at least fifty hours of nothing in my system before i start mutilating myself." he admitted. "grated i have accidentally hurt myself bit i don't think that's the same thing is it?" he asked, head tilted before he gave her a happy smile. "i'm feeling much better now. it will be a few more days before i'm fully in control but i can contain myself for the most part now." he admitted. "i'll still do weird things like making all the coffee cups face the same direction here and there..." he admitted with an amused grin. "but for the most part, i'm okay now."
 
"Huh. Well that explains why we all miss clothes sometimes."she said amused because they'd never been missing long....more like once they stopped smelling like their owners, tony given them back. Startling a little at his question she looked up at him."hm?why would it? I know you're no innocent virgin. Besides if any aspect of your life was going to freak me out, it'd be your bdsm job, not tony. And that's only odd to me cause I don't understand it."which was amusing considering just how much of a natural sub she was."oh. Good. That's nice to know. Something to tell james to. He seemed really upset about not getting them back to you sooner. He'll feel better knowing it was t that bad yet."she said before snorting."no its not the same thing...and good. I'm glad."be he smiled as she stretched shuffling towards the door."come on. I'll make breakfast and see what else I have to do today."she said well aware she had things for tony that needed taken care of now that the emergency was past.
 
he nodded. "Tony likes to have the people he cares about close. so does Natasha." he admitted with a smile. "you'll see her after a bad mission wearing Clint's pants and Steve's hoodies and Phil's shirts and my bunny slippers and stuff. it's really adorable actually, but don't tell her i said so." he admitted, pulling out his wallet and took out a picture of Natasha in said paraphernalia. he had pictured of all the avengers and the Fantastic four in his pocket. and two of Ben, one from before, and one after the accident that left him a hulking rock monster. he even had one of Hulk, and a sneak one of Sabrina in there. "let Phil cook, he's not got a broken arm." he reminded her with a smile. "no sense in making you do anything when there are other people who can help." he pointed out.
 
“Makes sense.”She said smiling a little, before snickering at the idea of natasha in the clothes. Laughing out loud at the sight of natasha. “That’s adorable. Truly.”She snorted before nodding, “Okay.”She said making a face, not liking not being able to help, but she’d let the others do it, frowning at the sound of her phone going off as they got to the kitchen, she picked it up. Wincing as she realized she had a few missed calls. Thumbing it on she answered, “Hello?....oh. Hey. What’s up?...Oh. But...Gina, I have a broken arm. I can’t....photography can do alot you know, but not....fine. Still don’t....What do you mean? You do realize that they all have lives you know. And secrets, they wont want to....He’s not even in the country, and Tony’ll sulk for days if I ask....fine. I’ll think of someone. Just...okay. I’ll be there soon.”Sabrina huffed, sulking as she hung up, ignoring the other’s watching her for the moment as she rubbed a hand over her face.
 
he chuckled a little at her laughter. she was so adorable really. "it is adorable. just never tell Nat that, she'll beat you up." he admitted with a grin before pausing. "well, actually you might be able to get away with it." he admitted. they all watched her when she answered her phone and Johnny set a hand on her shoulders and gently massaged her neck, trying to help her calm down a little. "Val? What is it?" Natasha asked, looking worried. she was wearing one of Steve's hoodies again. mostly because they where so comfortable.
 
“Hm, I probably could. She thinks I’m adorable. We’re adorable together.”Sabrina snickered a little looking amused. Sighing softly as she leaned into johnny’s chest as she talked, simply enjoying the touch sighing as she looked at natasha. “Nothing to bad. Just stupid magazine.”She muttered blushing a little, “Val, what happened?”Tony said watching her. “A friend of mine’s photoshoot’s gone wrong. Their bride and groom had to drop out of doing a photoshoot, apparently sleeping together is not so good when you’re both sick and pretending to be husband and wife.”She snickered a little. “They’re both sick, and can’t work, and she doesn’t have anyone else to do pictures with, it’s a last minute shoot, and it has to be done in a couple hours, the magazines going to bed this afternoon. I can do the bride, but we’re still down a groom.” Tony smirked listening, shooting Johnny a look, smirk widening. Oh yea, now that would be a amusing sight.
 
"you are adorable." he agreed with a chuckle and a shake of his head before smiling when she relaxed a little. good, all this stress wasn't good for her. or for the baby. "....dammit." Johnny whined. "fine. i'll do it." he grumbled, sulking. "i hate photo-shoots but if it helps you out i can't really refuse can i?" he asked, pouting at her. "will you be okay to take pictures with a broken arm though?"
 
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