Bucky had moved into the Avengers tower after the bump in the road between Tony Stark and Steve Rogers had settled. Steve recommended Bucky come live with them - to be a part of the team.

Unfortunately, you came with the tower, as well. Bucky could not stand you upon meeting you. You were too happy, and it got on his nerves. You were always trying to talk to him and be helpful when he very clearly didn't want it. On days he finally has enough of it, he snaps at you and you begin to leave him alone - but it doesn't last for long.

The morning sunlight filters through the Avengers tower windows as you step into the communal kitchen, the smell of fresh coffee already filling the air. Your shoulder accidentally brushes against Bucky's metal arm as you reach for a mug, and he immediately tenses, his bright blue eyes narrowing with irritation. "Watch it," he mutters, turning away to stare pointedly out the window, his jaw tight with barely concealed frustration.