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bella-spil · 4 years

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Living Life in the Night

Summary: You have a race against Steve, Bucky and Natasha. But will romance be a bonus if you win?

Characters: Steve, Bucky, Natasha, Tony, Sam, Wanda, Peter. Characters that don’t have dialog: Shuri, Vision, Thor, Rhodey, Maria Hill, Fury, Aunt May.

Warnings: cursing, kissing. Nothing serious.

Word Count: 7.5k (sryyy)

Tag list: Lmk if you wanna join, I love when people wanna be tagged! @wednesday-add-em @sea040561 @angrythingstarlight @kmuir1

A/N: Sry I haven’t posted in a while. School and sports have been up my ass lately. I will only be able to post on weekends from now on. But I wanted to write this, and I hope you enjoy! Will be added to my Masterlist. Feedback is appreciated!

Being an Avenger meant a lot of things. For one it meant being a hero. It meant being a role model. Being a friend. It also meant being awesome and being a badass.

For you, that's what it meant. Being a badass. You didn’t have a superpower. You had a certain skill that the Avengers were looking for. You had a motorcycle. I know that doesn’t sound interesting, but you could do things that Bucky and Natasha couldn’t even do with it.

Your bike was a super bike and it had all the toys and kinks. Tony helped upgrade your bike whenever he invented something new, and you thanked god that he was able to trick out your bike. Your bike had a white paint job. Underneath the wheels, it had blue lighting, and inside the wheels themselves since they were hollow. And when you went super fast, they turned purple. You had sonic cannons attached at the sides of the wheel. You could go supersonic once you went fast enough. And Supersonic was your superhero name. And you had a black helmet to match.

Whenever duty called, you would get on your bike in a cute outfit. You would wear a white crop top, covered by a black, leather jacket. You had black leggings with thigh holsters on your left thigh. You always wore chains around your neck, giving you a “don’t mess with me” vibe. And everyone at the Compound knew not to mess with you.

Except for one person. Mr. James Buchanan Barnes. Oh he loves to mess with you. When you first met him, he seemed quiet but friendly. But once you went on more and more missions together, you found that to be completely wrong. He was a goofball. And you were slowly developing a crush on the super soldier. But for now you were just friends.

One time while on a mission, you and him were on your bikes, side by side. He was messing with you while you were trying to focus on the road, causing you to almost run into a tree. He was laughing his ass off while you were turning red and screaming your lungs out at him. But overall, you had grown fond of the Winter Soldier.

This morning, he proved to be a real prick. He walked into the dining room while you were eating your cereal and talking with Sam, Nat and Steve. But you almost choked on your cereal when he walked in. He was shirtless and in grey sweatpants. And your eyes dragged on him. They raked on his abs, pecks, biceps and thighs. And you checked out his pants to see if he was packing, and he was. You could pick out an outline and it made your mouth water a little bit. And it wasn’t helping that his hair was messy.

“You like what you see, doll?” Bucky asked, giving you a smirk the devil would be jealous of.

“Shut up,” you scoffed, rolling your eyes.

Steve was blushing uncontrollably, Sam was raising his eyebrows, giving you a look while Nat was winking at you.

“What were you guys talking about before I ‘distracted’ you?” Bucky asked.

“We were talking about the upcoming mission,” Steve answered. “The one in NYC.”

“Yeah, me, Steve and Y/N were planning on taking our bikes,” Nat said.

“Yeah, are you gonna?” Sam asked Bucky. Bucky nodded while he was getting his breakfast ready.

“So the four of us are taking our bikes while Sam is gonna fly?” you asked.

“Yeah, that's the game plan. Intel suggests that Romlow is having a weapons cargo moving out tomorrow night. So Sam is going to give us a view from the sky while Nat, Bucky, you and I will be on the ground.” Steve answered again.

“Ok well which of you is the best?” Sam asked.

“Best what, pigeon?” Bucky asked.

“The best rider, obviously,” Sam sighed. The four of you looked at each other. You didn’t want to be rude and say yourself, but you didn’t want to say the other three because that would be lying.

“Me,” Bucky answered.

You and Nat looked at each other and busted out laughing. You were laughing into each other's shoulders, and Sam joined in, howling along with you two. Steve just sighed while Bucky rolled his eyes.

“You?” you asked, through tears. “Yeah, sorry pal, but no way.”

“Yeah buddy, it’s definitely not you,” Nat smiled.

“Oh yeah? Well then why don’t we have a race?” Bucky challenged.

“No, no. We have to focus on the mission.” Steve reasoned, but everyone was too interested in Bucky’s proposal.

“Yeah, tin can? And where exactly would we do that?” Sam asked.

“In NYC. Tonight. Before the mission.” Bucky grinned, looking at Steve as he finished his last sentence.

“Oh, if it means proving you wrong, I’m so for it,” you smiled.

“I'll do it, as long as Star Spangled Banner says it ok,” Nat teased.

Everyone looked across the table, to where Steve was sitting. He was deep in thought, his eyebrows clenching together, his hands pressed to his lips. He was staring at nothing, trying to list all of the pros and cons in his mind. Finally, with a long sigh, and everyone on the edge of their seats.

“Fine, we can do it.” Steve relented.

“You're gonna do it?” you asked, shocked.

“Well I have my bike, and I wanna have some fun once in a while.”

“The more the merrier,” Nat chuckled.

“Well to make things interesting, why don’t we all start here, in the parking lot?” you suggested. “Then we can go through the city, to the Brooklyn Bridge and finish in Brooklyn. We can finish at 569 Leaman Place.”

“That's you old house, Steve.” Bucky grinned, the memories of the 40′s and scrawny Steve slowly flowing back to him.

“Well, is there a specific route we have to take?” Steve asked.

“No, we can take whatever roads we want. Whatever we think is the quickest way, we go. Nobody has to stay on the same road as another person if they don’t want to.”

“Oh I see what you're saying,” Sam realized. “That sounds like fun. I could be the flag waver!”

“Sam, you would have to be in a bikini to do that,” Nat said, causing everyone to laugh.

“We could get Wanda to do it. She could also be the judge for who wins.” you smiled, coming up with tons of ideas in your mind for routes and tunnels and shortcuts to take.

“Ok, everyone. Get your bikes ready and fueled up. Y/N, get Wanda to do the flag.” Steve said.

Then everyone got up from the table. Everyone was quiet, trying to come up with streets and paths to take. You knew you were going to win. You had your bike. It could go supersonic for crying out loud. The other bikes couldn’t do that, and they didn’t say anything about you not doing it.

“This is going to be a piece of cake,” you grinned to yourself.

~~~

Before you knew it, it was time. You had gotten your bike ready and your outfit on. Your bike was oiled, gassed and shined, ready for a long, fun race. You were able to get Wanda to do it, after an hour of convincing. She even agreed to do it in a bikini.

You were waiting by the starting line, the beginning of the driveway leading out of the Compound when you heard Sam come over in his Falcon suit.

“Hey girl, how are you doing?” Sam asked.

“Ready as I'll ever be. Are you going to be watching us from the sky?”

“Yeah. Tony, Rhodey and Vision are going to as well. We are going to be like those sports commentators. We will be in your earpiece, letting you guys know where you all are at all times. Tony also set a GPS linking everyone's bikes, in case you don’t want to hear us talking.”

“Ok,” you nodded, letting the information sink into your head. “Is anyone else coming to watch?”

“Oh yeah,” Sam smiled. “Once Wanda waves the flag, she is going to the finish line to wait. She’s gonna bring Peter along with her, even though I said it was past his bedtime. Uhh… who else? Oh, Shuri is gonna be watching too. Fury, Hill-”

“Wait, Fury is watching?” you asked, your eyes bulging out of your head.

“That's what I said. Are you even listening?” Sam rolled his eyes. You hit him in the arm and he laughed. But then the sound of bikes increased in the background.

“They’re coming. Don’t tell them I told you anything about the people coming. Also, I bet money on you to win, so don’t screw this up.” Sam winked as he moved out of the way.

You smiled at him and started your bike. Blue immediately started glowing around your bike, like an aura. Blue flames erupted from the exhaust pipes and the engine roared to life. You loved the sounds that came from your bike. It was music to your ears.

Then Steve pulled up on your right, leaving a little room in between.

Steve was in his classic bike. His bike was called “Breakout,” made by Harley Davidson. It was a sleek navy, with some hints of patriotic blue and white popping out. His front headlight turned on, a bright, vintage yellow. Smoke came out from the exhaust pipe, and Steve was revving the bike again and again.

He was wearing a brown leather jacket with a pair of jeans and a blue button shirt. He had on a helmet, covered with red white and blue. Signature Captain America.

“Hey Y/N, you're going down,” Steve taunted. You stuck your tongue out at him and saw another bike pull up in between you and Steve.

It was Black Widow herself.

She was in her black and red catsuit, with her signature black widow belt. Instead of blue highlights along the sides of her outfit, they were neon red, more catchy and sexy, making her curves pop out even more. She had on a black and red helmet, and on the side there was a spray painted spider on the side.

Her bike was an electric model. It was all black, except for the inside of the wheels, which were lit up bright red. She looked sick!

She leaned up next to you and held out her fist, looking for a fist bump in return.

“We’re still friends right?” she asked.

“Depends on what place I come in,” you said, returning her fist pump and grinning. She smiled back at you and returned her focus to her bike, looking at the gauges and dials.

Then the final racer pulled up on your left. The one and only Bucky Barnes. And he looked hawt.

His bike looked special, even though you saw it before, it looked newer. He once told you on another mission that this was the only bike of its kind. It’s a modified Street 750. It was customized just for him. The bike had an all black paint job, with small silver finishes. Simple and sleek, just like him

He was wearing his signature red Henley and a pair of black sweatpants, very casual for a race. The shirt was hugging his muscles in all the right places, and it was hard for your eyes to settle on where to look. To everyone's surprise, he wasn’t wearing a helmet, probably to let his chestnut locks move with the wind. But he looked sexy, like a chill bike leader. One that doesn’t give a shit. His eyes were shining like the moon from the way the headlights of everyone's bikes reflected against them.

“Eat my dust, doll,” Bucky said, catching your attention.

You chuckled and replied, “Yeah, says the one that turned to dust. Why aren’t you wearing a helmet?”

“Well, if I am as good as I say, why would I need a helmet?” Bucky grinned.

You knew that he was challenging you again. You wanted to prove that you were better than him, and him not wearing a helmet was saying otherwise. So, you raised your hands to your head and removed your helmet, letting your hair fall to your shoulders and back. You let out a sigh as the constricting helmet was removed from you. You threw the helmet over to Sam, who was on the sidelines, waiting for the race to commence.

“I think you're gonna regret not wearing a helmet,” you said.

“We shall see about that,” Bucky grinned.

Once the chit chat subsided, Tony stepped in front of all of you in his iron man suit.

“Ok, racers, here are the rules. You can be on the same road as another racer for as long as you want. You can change roads and go on whatever path you want. Just don’t cause an accident or I’m gonna have either Fury or Ross on my ass, and then Pepper will be on my ass. Understand?”

You gave him a thumbs up and saw the others do the same.

Then Tony moved out of the way and a female, one you had to do a double take of, took Tony’s place. It was Wanda and she looked amazing. She was wearing a red bikini, one that showed a lot of skin. Her hair was flying along with the breeze, and the checkered flag in her left hand was doing the same. Her red stilettos were clicking the ground as she made her way over.

Tony, Sam, Rhodey, Thor, Peter and Vision were waiting on the side lines along with Fury. You assumed that Shuri and Hill would be at the finish, but only time would tell. Tony was covering Peter's eyes so he didn’t see Wanda, but Peter was still peeking, which caused you to laugh. Thor, Sam, Rhodey and Bucky were giving whistles and cheers for Wanda and you and Nat were screaming at the top of your lungs. Steve and Vision said nothing. Even though it was hard to tell, you figured that Steve was blushing underneath the helmet. Vision was looking at Wanda like she was a goddess. Fury, however, just sighed on the sidelines and closed his eyes.

“Ready, racers?” Wanda asked.

She was answered by a few thumbs up and the sound of revving engines.

“You got this Y/N!”

“Go Nat!”

“Beat them Steve!!”

“Make them eat your dust Bucky!”

You couldn’t tell who said what because you didn’t care and you needed to focus right now.

Then Wanda raised both of her hands. Her right hand was making numbers appear in the sky while the other holding the flag was waiting in the air.

“3,” the crowd shouted when the number showed in the air.

Everyone's engines were roaring. Adrenaline was rushing to your veins.

“2!”

Your heart was pounding from the excitement.

“1!”

Your hand was just waiting to rev the speed on your bike.

“GO!”

The race had begun. Engines were screaming. Smoke was leaving trails behind you, along with the cheers from your fellow avengers.

You, Bucky and Nat were doing wheelies while Steve wasn’t doing any tricks. Probably because he wanted to be safe.

Nat took the lead, followed by you, Bucky and then Steve taking the rear. You sped up, moving ahead of Nat. Now you had a small plan in your head. You wanted to get an early lead, so you didn’t have to worry about everyone else.

You turned your head around to see how far everyone was behind you. Bucky moved ahead of Nat and Steve was still in the back. You looked at the map on your bike's dash and saw that Bucky was slowly gaining up on you.

Now was the perfect time to lose them.

You pressed a small button on the right side of the steering. It was a small blue button, not special to the average rider but to you, it was a big deal. It was the supersonic button.

You pressed the button and sped through the street. Everything around you turned into a blur. Bright lights were leaving lines around you and the only noise filling your ears was your bike's motor. You looked behind you to see that your bike was leaving a purple trail, glowing as bright as a star, following your path.

Then your bike slowed down. The supersonic speed was subsiding. It would be able to be used later though. You just couldn’t use it more than twice or else the battery on your bike would run out and you would be dead last. You looked down at the map and saw that you were halfway to Manhattan.

“Yes,” you thought.

“Holy shit that was crazy.”

You flinched at the voice filling your ears, causing you to almost swerve off the road.

“Hey! Be careful!! It's me, Sam! I just wanted to see how you are doing!”

You remembered what Sam had said earlier about the earpiece being connected, and you let out a sigh.

“Give a girl a warning!” you shouted back.

“Sorry! But that was a killer move. You are about a mile ahead of everyone else.”

“Where is everyone else?” you asked, not wanted to take your eyes off the road, since there were more cars.

“Well if you want an answer, you are going to have to pay,” Sam teased.

“Now is not the time.” you grunted as you made a left turn.

As you made your turn, you slowed down and sped up, doing a small burnout. You heard honking behind you, since you blocked the other drivers’ point of views, causing you to laugh.

“That was a dick move,” Sam said.

“Answer my question, Sam.” you said, still laughing at your antics.

“Ok, well Bucky is still following your path. Steve and Nat went on a different road that is going to meet up with yours eventually. But you are so far ahead that it won’t affect you. Only Bucky. But Bucky is slowly catching up, but you are ahead of him.”

“How far ahead?” you asked as you were slowing down at a red light.

“If this red light is a long one, then he will be about a football field length away from you.” Sam answered.

As soon as he finished his sentence the light changed, and you weaved your way through the cars so that you were far ahead, not having to worry about traffic.

“You spoke too soon,” you mocked.

“Alright then. I’m gonna sign off for now-”

“Wait I have one more question!” you shouted.

“Oh, someone likes me. Ok ask away then, angel,” Sam said.

You were too preoccupied on the road to care about his stupid nickname so you just asked him the question.

“Can everyone else hear our conversion?”

“No, here's how it works. If either me, Tony, Wanda or Rhodey want to talk to you, it will be for only me and you to hear. It’s like a private connection, right Tony?”

You hear a muffled voice, definitely Tony’s, from your ear piece, as you were waiting for your answer.

“Yeah. It’s like a private connection.”

“Are you the only one that is allowed to talk to me? Like is it assigned that you talk to me?” you asked.

“Yes and no.” Sam began. “I can talk to anyone else, but I bet on you to win, so I have to be your coach. But Tony said if I wanna annoy Bucky I can.”

You laughed and took in everything around you. The stars were shining in the sky. And in the distance, very faintly, you could see the bright lights of NYC.

“Alright, you good now Y/N?” Sam asked.

“Yeah, next time, give me a warning,” you said.

“Alright, Falcon out,” he said, and he signed off.

As you were driving, you realized how quiet it was, except for the other cars. You needed music. So you looked at your dash and put on your playlist. It had a mix of different genres and artists, and you loved the variety. It also was the perfect playlist for the mood you were in and what was going on right now.

As you turned the corner to get on the highway, “Deep” by Summer Walker started playing. You let out a sigh and felt your nerves uncoil and relax. So far, nothing was stopping you from winning. Nobody was near you, you were in the lead, and you felt great.

You were heading to the Tappan Zee Bridge, or the Cuomo Bridge as it is now called. But you liked Tappan Zee better, that's what you called it since you were little. It goes over the Hudson river into Tarrytown. And it's only 25 miles away from Midtown Manhattan. So you should be able to get to Manhattan in about 45 minutes. You had been on the road for about an hour now, so this was pretty quick, considering there was no traffic.

But then as you started headed up on the bridge, you saw that more and more cars were on the bridge. It was traffic.

“Shit,” you said to yourself.

Then you heard a familiar sound. It sounded like a bike.

“No, no no no no no no no,” you said, panicking.

“Ok Y/N it's Tony, I can help, Sam is busy annoying Bucky right now so I’m taking his place.”

“Jesus Christ, warn me!” you shouted.

“No time, just let me help.”

“Ok what do I do and who is behind me?” you asked.

“Steve is behind you and just weave your way through the cars. Then once you get off the bridge, you can take the highway to a secret tunnel. It should lead you to the Garment District.”

“Are you talking about Lincoln Tunnel?”

“No I am not. After the Lincoln Tunnel, there is a blocked off tunnel. It should take you right to 42nd Street.” Tony sighed.

You rolled your eyes as you saw Steve passed you. He wasn’t going fast because of the traffic, so you could catch up to him, you just needed to use your skills.

“Wait Tony, how did he get ahead of Natasha and Bucky?” you asked.

“Well, while he was with Nat, he went on a different road and got him here quicker, passing Bucky.”

“What’s the lineup?”

“Just look at your dash, you dummy. I put it there for a reason.” Tony scoffed.

“Well, if you can see me, you can see that if I wanna get out of the traffic and win. I need to keep my eyes on the road, you Coca-Cola can.” you ranted.

There was a period of silence. You could tell Tony was defeated at this point, so you smirked happily.

“Touche. Bucky is in last, Nat is in third and you know the rest,” Tony answered.

“Alright, Y/N out.” you said. Now you had to get ahead of Cap.

You were weaving through the cars at high speeds, all while the song ‘Tadow’ by Masego was playing. It was a calming song for a high pressure moment like this.

You were starting to gain up on Steve, but you had no clue he had a button that let him go fast. It wasn’t like yours, but it could go fast. He used it once all the cars were out of the way, and while you were getting through them. You were off the bridge before you realized that Steve was far ahead. You mentally cursed at yourself and kept your eyes on the road.

You revved the bike and switched gears as the song changed to “Dangerous Woman” by Ariana Grande. The bike emitted blue flames and you went into a wheelie to catch up. You looked down at the dash and saw that you were gaining up on Captain America, much to your relief and satisfaction. But as you looked down, you saw that Bucky was almost off the bridge, in a close pursuit by Natasha. You had to pick up the speed or you would become roadkill.

The sign ahead showed that the Lincoln Tunnel was a half a mile away. You prayed to god that Tony was right, or you would kill him later.

You were soon able to catch up to Steve. His helmet was very easy to spot among all the cars, and his engine was very loud.

Then, you saw Steve take the Lincoln Tunnel, and you decided to listen to Tony and take that secret tunnel. You had to wait for a little bit, but then you saw the blocked off road, and a little ramp that you could use to jump over it.

You weaved through the cars so that you just had to go a little off the road to approach the ramp. As you were gaining speed you could hear cars honking at you, as if you were crazy and not paying attention. But you were crazy.

You were going as fast as the bike would allow and flew up the ramp. It felt euphoric as you were soaring through the air. As you were gliding through the air, you went into a superman like position with your hands still on the steering. But for a split second, you took your hands off, just to feel what it was like to fly. As soon as you did, the climax of the song was playing, and you felt the best you had ever felt. Your hair was in the breeze of the wind. You smiled and shouted at the top of your lungs. You truly did feel like a dangerous woman.

Then, as quick as the feeling had come, you had to prepare for landing. You got your hands back on your bike and positioned yourself for impact. You landed on the road with a thud and now you had an entire tunnel to yourself. You checked the map and saw Tony was right, and that Natasha and Bucky had followed Steve. Thankfully.

The dash showed information on the tunnel, saying that it was a draft of the Lincoln Tunnel, but due to WWII, they had to stop construction, even though it was built. The public just couldn't use it yet. And then it became lost in time, completely forgotten about.

The tunnel was dimly lit. Soft yellow was illuminating the walls, showing all the artwork and graffiti. It was beautiful. “Forever” by Labrinth started playing, and you felt like the main character in your own movie. You shouted at the top of your lungs to hear your echo, and it sounded so out of this world. You sang along with the song, and with the echos, it was like you were in a church, hearing every small detail of the song.

You revved up your bike again and did some tricks. Since you weren’t on a highway, now was the perfect time to have some fun.

You performed one of your favorite tricks, a standing up wheelie. This was one of the hardest tricks in the book, but because it was you, it was as simple as walking. Next you did a “Duane” which is when you put both of your legs to one side of the bike, and then jump up and switch sides.

Then you saw that a tight turn was approaching. Now was the time to do a trick the Winter Soldier had taught you. Bucky told you he had done it with his left hand while on the run from Black Panther in Romania. It was a very hard trick to accomplish. For Bucky it was easy since he had a cybernetic arm. But you were able to get it after a few weeks.

You had to make a tight right turn, and you performed a hand drag. And then you were speeding up the tunnel again. “For the Night” by Pop Smoke started playing once you rounded the turn. You swayed your head to the rhythm, feeling your hair swish and sway along with it.

As you looked ahead, you saw multiple colored lights at the end of the tunnel. 42nd street was close. You could smell the city at this point. You checked the map once again and saw that Natasha had taken the lead out of Steve and Bucky. She was almost at the end of the tunnel and almost on 34th street. That street was just ahead of 42nd, so you had to get on the street before she had the opportunity to gain mileage.

“Any Way You Want It” by Journey had started to play and you felt your inner 80′s girl coming out. You shrieked like a banshee along with the song. Then a big truck had entered the road from 8th Avenue, blocking where you needed to go. You needed to get to Broadway, which allowed you to get to the Brooklyn Bridge without changing streets.

So you leaned to the left and did a trick that Natasha did. When Ultron was on the run in South Korea. You slid underneath the truck and almost caused a car accident. The car behind you, once you got out underneath the truck, wasn’t expecting you and didn’t see you. So they almost turned off the road and onto the sidewalk.

People on the sidewalk saw your move and cheered for you. Some cars even honked for you. It felt rewarding, but you knew winning would feel even better.

Then you were gliding through Broadway, going at top speeds while gliding through the traffic. Your music was so loud that you didn’t hear the constant honking from taxi drivers.

Then, once you thought you had a secure position, you saw red lights pull up next to you. Natasha Romanoff had entered the party, blasting the song “Black Widow” by Iggy Azalea. She looked over at you and sped up Broadway, looking to take the lead. You looked down at your dash, looking for any sort of short cut, but you also saw that Bucky was taking the West Side Highway, probably to 14th street. Steve was following Bucky as well. But you also saw that Sam was on your dash, looking to call you. You took your left hand off the steering and pressed the button to call Sam.

“Y/N! I have been trying to call you for the past 15 minutes!” Sam shouted.

“Oh sorry,” you said, sheepishly, and you realized that “This is America” by Childish Gambino was starting.

“Ok I can help. Take Broadway all the way down. I know Natasha well and she is going to go all the way straight. Not down Broadway though. She is going to go by East Houston and stay on that road.” “How do you know this?” you asked, confused.

“Oh I heard Rhodey talking to Natasha and giving her advice for how to shake her off of you. But I know that what he said is the wrong choice. I’m closer to the skyline than he is. I see that where he told her to go has more traffic, and you have a clean shot, unless Bucky catches up to you. He is gaining up on you.”

“How is Manchurian Candidate ganging up on me?”

“He took the West Side Highway all the way down. He is almost at the bridge, but right now he is in traffic. The traffic is starting to clear up, so I would hurry up.”

“Yeah, no shit Sherlock.” you huffed, as you turned to keep going down Broadway.

You did a wheelie up the road. You were able to go through a few red lights as Sam was informing you of where Natasha and Bucky were. After a while, and as the song “Eleven” by Khalid and Summer Walker, Sam told you to turn left, leading you right to the Brooklyn Bridge.

As you were turning left, you saw a motorcycle go through their light and zooming up the road.

“Bucky,” you and Sam said. Then you gripped the handle of your bike and sped after him. He had a good lead on you, but you could catch up to him. It wasn’t that hard.

You were swerving through the taxis and cars as you tried to gain up on the Winter Soldier, but he was a good driver. You hated to admit it and you internally punched yourself.

You approached the Brooklyn Bridge and you had to admit, the view of the city skyline and the Bridge itself was so spectacular. It was so much better in person. And with the “Eleven” playing, it made everything even better. You had watched the music video of the song, and it reminded you of this moment, racing against the person you cared about so much. All of the bright lights and cars.

As you were getting off the bridge, you had caught up to Bucky Barnes. To say you were enraged that he had been ahead of you for this long was an understatement. You were on fire, your anger consuming you.

Then the two of you had to slow down because of a red light. And you were right next to each other. You looked over at him and saw him giving you a sexy as fuck grin. You tried your hardest not to moan. But you let out a quiet moan and bit your lip. You prayed to god that the moan was blocked out by the sounds of honking and engines.

“You good there doll?” Bucky asked, bringing you back to the real world.

“Oh yeah. Are you ready to eat my dust?” you challenged.

“Well I have been ahead of you for this long. I just need to keep the lead a little bit longer and I will be the winner. It will go down in the history books. ‘Bucky Barnes beats Supersonic.’” he said, putting his hands up in the air.

“Well, you will never get the chance, Sarge,” you said as the light changed green and you raced up the street. Bucky grinned and followed your pursuit.

You guys were neck and neck the rest of the way. Your music was doing it’s best to calm your nerves down. But not much. When you were racing against Bucky, who was your crush and annoying the living daylights out of you, it was very hard. You saw how angelic his hair looked in the wind, how his eyes caught the lights of the cars just right, to make his eyes look like galaxies. Then you and the Winter Soldier approached another red light. You looked at your dash and saw that this was the final red light before you reached the finish line.

“So doll I was thinking,” Bucky started once he pulled up beside you.

“Oh no,” you said.

“If I win, what do I get from you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I see how you look at me. And Natasha told me you have a small crush on me.”

Damn Natasha, that two faced liar. No wonder she was the best spy, she was good at everything. You told her that while you were drunk, entrusting her during a vulnerable moment.

“Don’t get mad Y/N. She told me because she wants me to make a move on you.” Bucky said, trying to calm you down.

“Why?”

“Because, doll. I like you too.” Bucky said, giving you his most genuine smile and a wink.

And just as he finished his sentence, the lights changed to green he sped off into the streets of Brooklyn.

You followed him, but you had to think for a moment about what just happened.

Natasha went behind your back and told your crush you liked him. This was a good thing, because he liked you too. But you still were annoyed at Natasha because you trusted her. You would yell at her later, now you had to focus on beating the Winter Soldier.

He was a few cars ahead of you and he had a straight shot to the finish, since there were no cars ahead of him. You maneuvered your way through the cars for a little bit until you were side by side with Bucky again.

“Good to see ya again,” Bucky said while driving.

“I'll see ya at the finish line, James,” you said, pressing your supersonic button once more to secure your spot to victory, all while the song “Living Life, In The Night” by Cheriimoya and Sierra Kidd was blasting at full volume.

You knew that calling him James was something special to him and only Steve called him, so you had done it intentionally for two reasons. A: to get him distracted and win. B: to let him know that you were going to be with him till the end of the line. And that you loved him.

Even though you never said I love you to him, he knew that when you called him James, it meant everything and more. He was over the moon and was willing to let you win. Sadly.

You sped up the street. You felt like Quicksilver, going so fast that the world around you is moving in slow motion. Your bike was leaving blueish purple trails, that looked like something from a sci-fi movie.

As you started to slow down, you saw all of your fellow avengers waiting on the side of the road. Wanda wasn’t wearing her bikini anymore. Instead she was wearing a blood red leather jacket and pajamas underneath. Vision was snuggling with her, and they looked so adorable, they made you want to squeal like a 5 year old on Christmas morning. Tony was chilling on the roof with Rhodey and Thor, eating donuts and listening to AC/DC. Shuri, Peter and Sam were making a TikTok on the sidewalk, being watched by Aunt May, Hill and Fury. Once they all saw you coming, they all jumped up and down and screamed at the top of their lungs, except for Fury. He shows his excitement without screaming.

You passed the apartment and performed a couple of donuts, leaving trails of smoke in your wake. You screamed at the top of your lungs at your victory, along with the cheers of everyone else.

Once you got off your bike, you headed over to everyone, but before you could get over there, Sam ran up to you and picked you up and spun around in circles.

“YES Y/N!!! YOU FUCKING DID IT!!! THAT'S MY GIRL!!! I AM GONNA BE RICH!!!!” Sam screamed. You laughed in his arms as he spun you around like a merry-go-round.

Once he put you down, Peter and Shuri came over and told you how happy they were that you won. Then they went over to look at your bike while you went over to everyone else.

After a few minutes, Bucky pulled up and everyone cheered for him. Then Nat followed, and Steve pulled up a little bit later.

“Everyone shush!” Tony screamed, getting everyone to shut up.

“Now we all know who the best rider is. Whoever thought otherwise, give your money to Y/N to hold to.”

Vision, Thor, Rhodey, Hill, Peter and Shuri stepped forward and handed you a chunk of cash.

“Tony you bet against her too, same with you Fury!” Sam shouted. Tony and Fury took a long sigh and stepped forward. Fury put 10 bucks in your hand while Tony stepped up and had to pull out his wallet. He counted up the hundreds and placed them in your hand.

“Tony, how much did you bet?” you asked.

“I bet on Bucky.” he said, giving a death glare to the Super Soldier.

“How much?” you asked again.

“$10,000,” Tony said as if it was nothing.

“Holy shit Tony!” you said, completely taken aback. “You should always bet on me!”

“Yeah Tony,” Wanda said, mocking Tony and high fiving Sam. Clearly they were the only two that bet for you, and you were happy that you gave them a high five and handed them the money. Tony walked away in a huff, returning to his rooftop and donuts.

“You guys have to split it,” you reminded them.

“We know Y/N,” Wanda said. “Sam, how much did everyone bet?”

“Ok for Bucky, Thor bet 50 bucks. Shuri bet $200 and we all know about Tony.” Sam said, causing everyone to chuckle.

“For Natasha, Peter bet $20, Fury bet $10 and May bet 100 bucks.”

“Not bad,” Natasha muttered.

“And last but not least, Steve Rogers. Vision bet $100, Rhodey bet 50 bucks and Hill bet 20.”

“Ok, I’ll take it,” Steve said.

Once the money was settled between Wanda and Sam, everyone was talking in small groups. Leaving you and Natasha.

“We are still friends right?” she asked with a devilish smirk on her face.

“Now I know why you said that. Why would you tell him?” you asked, exasperated.

“Well, did it work?” she asked, still grinning.

You looked down at the ground, realizing she had the upper hand. She always did.

“Yes,” you said sheepishly.

“Ahhh. Now, you shouldn’t be mad. If anything, you should be thanking me,” Nat smiled.

“Thanks Nat,” you said, trying to look mad, but your happiness was getting in the way, so you tried to conceal it in a hug, which she happily returned.

As you were getting a drink of water, which Tony supplied, you saw Bucky in an alleyway. Probably to take a break from the crowd. He was looking at you, in a way you had never seen before. You had taken it as your cue to walk over to him.

“So, how did you like my dust?” you smiled.

Bucky smirked at you and stepped forward. You never realized how tall he was until he was inches away from your lips.

“You never answered my question before.” he said, his voice low, gravely and sexy. It did things to you that you never knew a voice could.

“Well there wasn’t enough time,” you tried to counter, but your voice was barely a whisper.

“Now we have time, sugar.”

“Well what do you want, Bucky?”

“You,”

Your heart swelled and without thinking you leaned into him for a kiss. One that poured all your feelings for him in ways that words never could. Bucky was frozen for a second, having to process that you were kissing him. But once everything in his mind clicked, he leaned in even more.

You were both out of breath by the time your lips parted. And once the realization that you kissed settled in, you were both blushing insanely and giggling.

“GUYS I GOT THAT ON CAMERA!!!!”

Bucky and you turned around to see Sam holding his phone, with the flash on and facing you and Bucky. And Peter was right behind him.

“Oh no,” you said, and Bucky wasted no time running after the two of them. He ran after Sam because he held the phone and let Peter slip away and Peter ran to you.

“I am so sorry Y/N! I told him not to but he wouldn’t listen to me! Tony bet him $10,000 to record you two kissing! I didn’t think he would do it but he did and I had nothing to do with it so please don't tell Bucky to kill me!” Peter blabbered.

You didn’t care, you just put your hand on his shoulder and smiled.

“No, I won’t tell him to kill you. And now I have a video to relive my first kiss with Bucky. So, don’t tell Sam or Bucky I said thank you, but thank you.”

“I won’t. Your secret is safe with me.”

“And me,” Steve said, along with Nat, appearing out of thin air. Then you and the three of them looked into the street, still watching Sam running away from Bucky, watching Bucky cursing at him while carrying a small pocket knife.

“How long do you guys think this will go on for?” you asked.

“An hour.” Steve said without hesitation.

“Agreed,” Nat said.

“Well, we can steal Sam’s money for fun,” you said.

The three of them gave you a look, like you had three heads.

“I’m down, I mean it’s your night, you got a boyfriend and you won. You deserve that money.” Nat said.

“You guys down?” you asked Steve and Peter.

“I think I’m just going to eat donuts with Mr. Stark, War Machine and Thor,” Peter said. “Congrats Y/N!”

“Yeah I think I have to watch the two of them before Bucky rips his head off,” Steve said, going into a light jog to follow them

“Well, are you ready to get rich?” Nat said, smirking and getting ready for the second mission of the night.

“What about tomorrow's mission?” you asked.

“I think I can handle Rogers.” Nat assured you.

“Well then what are we waiting for?”

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