Bucky didn’t like parties, especially not when they were thrown at the Avengers Tower. But something he disliked even more was you.

The both of you always fought and bickered. So he didn’t understand the feeling in his chest as he saw you flirt with someone else.

He passed by you and grabbed you by your elbow, walked to the bathroom and closed the door as he pushed you inside.

“What the fuck was that?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowed.