[Fic/Marve Movie!verse] Shifting Dynamics -- Sing It To Me
Title: Shifting Dynamics -- Sing It To Me
Author: Chibimono Akuno
Fandom: Marvel Movie!verse -- Iron Man 1 & 2, Captain America, The Avengers
Pairing: Bucky/Steve/Tony
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 387
Warnings: Polygamous relationship.
Disclaimers: Not mine. Just pretending.
Summary: Not that long ago, Tony would have been jealous. He may have learned to share.
A/N: A part of the arc Settling Into Place, in which our boys settle into a domestic life, or as domestic as they can get working for SHIELD. Takes place post-movie, canon-wise, and after the arc The Return Of Cold Days. Shifting Dynamics masterlist can be found here.
Shifting Dynamics:
Sing It To Me
by Chibimono Akuno
The sight before him is one he’s seen before: Steve at the table, pencil nearly falling from his lax hand, as he watches with glazed, soft eyes while Bucky sings along with one of his odd playlists as he makes breakfast. The very first time, jealousy had flared white hot in Tony’s gut, and he started up an argument to break the peaceful, almost romantic setting.
This morning, Tony just takes his place beside Steve, watching the show as Bucky flips something in the frying pan and belts out Bobby Darin’s Dream Lover from off a malt-shop oldies playlist, rocking his hips to the beat of the chorus. Tony smiles as Steve shifts in his chair, putting down his pencil as he gave up on the newspaper’s crossword.
With a flourish, Bucky transfers an omelette onto a plate already loaded with homefried potatoes and bacon. “Order up,” he says cheerfully as he carries it to Steve, winking at Tony as he does. As he puts the plate in front of Steve, Bucky’s down into wet, languid kiss, all tongue and heat, and Tony finds his own self shifting in his seat at the sight.
Bucky pulls free slowly, ruffling Steve’s hair as steps away and into Tony’s personal space. Carding his fingers into Tony’s hair to grab a hold and gently tip his head back, Bucky grins like a fox as he smiles down. Tony’s lazy smile in return is an invitation, and Bucky leans down to kiss Tony in the same slow, slick way.
“Need anything? Coffee, breakfast, energy drink?” Bucky asks against Tony’s lips.
“I had some down in the shop a while ago, so I’m good,” Tony smirks.
Bucky just looks smug as he held up his hand, as if for a high five. Tony thinks it’s odd, but returns the gesture. “Tag,” is all Bucky replies and saunters his way back to the stove. Tony tries to follow him with his eyes, but is sidetracked by Steve and how his glazed over attention is now on him, breakfast untouched.
Oh.
After an all-nighter, he might want to reconsider the energy drink offer. Because the look Steve is giving him says he’s going to bed, but not to sleep.
“I don’t sing,” he blurts lamely, mentally cursing his brain to mouth filter.
Bucky laughs from the sink. “Oh, you will, monkey wrench. You will.”
Author: Chibimono Akuno
Fandom: Marvel Movie!verse -- Iron Man 1 & 2, Captain America, The Avengers
Pairing: Bucky/Steve/Tony
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 387
Warnings: Polygamous relationship.
Disclaimers: Not mine. Just pretending.
Summary: Not that long ago, Tony would have been jealous. He may have learned to share.
A/N: A part of the arc Settling Into Place, in which our boys settle into a domestic life, or as domestic as they can get working for SHIELD. Takes place post-movie, canon-wise, and after the arc The Return Of Cold Days. Shifting Dynamics masterlist can be found here.
Shifting Dynamics:
Sing It To Me
by Chibimono Akuno
The sight before him is one he’s seen before: Steve at the table, pencil nearly falling from his lax hand, as he watches with glazed, soft eyes while Bucky sings along with one of his odd playlists as he makes breakfast. The very first time, jealousy had flared white hot in Tony’s gut, and he started up an argument to break the peaceful, almost romantic setting.
This morning, Tony just takes his place beside Steve, watching the show as Bucky flips something in the frying pan and belts out Bobby Darin’s Dream Lover from off a malt-shop oldies playlist, rocking his hips to the beat of the chorus. Tony smiles as Steve shifts in his chair, putting down his pencil as he gave up on the newspaper’s crossword.
With a flourish, Bucky transfers an omelette onto a plate already loaded with homefried potatoes and bacon. “Order up,” he says cheerfully as he carries it to Steve, winking at Tony as he does. As he puts the plate in front of Steve, Bucky’s down into wet, languid kiss, all tongue and heat, and Tony finds his own self shifting in his seat at the sight.
Bucky pulls free slowly, ruffling Steve’s hair as steps away and into Tony’s personal space. Carding his fingers into Tony’s hair to grab a hold and gently tip his head back, Bucky grins like a fox as he smiles down. Tony’s lazy smile in return is an invitation, and Bucky leans down to kiss Tony in the same slow, slick way.
“Need anything? Coffee, breakfast, energy drink?” Bucky asks against Tony’s lips.
“I had some down in the shop a while ago, so I’m good,” Tony smirks.
Bucky just looks smug as he held up his hand, as if for a high five. Tony thinks it’s odd, but returns the gesture. “Tag,” is all Bucky replies and saunters his way back to the stove. Tony tries to follow him with his eyes, but is sidetracked by Steve and how his glazed over attention is now on him, breakfast untouched.
Oh.
After an all-nighter, he might want to reconsider the energy drink offer. Because the look Steve is giving him says he’s going to bed, but not to sleep.
“I don’t sing,” he blurts lamely, mentally cursing his brain to mouth filter.
Bucky laughs from the sink. “Oh, you will, monkey wrench. You will.”