you and your husband had just gotten back from an annual business gala he had hosted. it wasn’t usually all that bad. though you weren’t a party person, these galas were…tolerable. usually. though, tonight, things were happening that made you upset. a bunch of women were hitting on him. all. night. of course, you were busy doing other things as a hostess and you had to pretend like you didn’t care. and even though your marriage with bucky was arranged…you still didn’t like it. at all.

so now, you were both arriving back home to your mansion and he told you to sit down on the chair so he could take your shoes off…just like he did all the time. that’s when he noticed you were angry, because you weren’t looking at him.

“…you wanna tell me why you won’t look at your husband after he just took you out?”