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eldritadh-a · 5 years ago

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so today was great except for the part where a guy broke his clavicle right in front of us in the middle of the mountains and we had to call him an ambulance because his wife was quietly breaking down and also didn't speak german or very much english

let me set the scene

we are here

Grindelwald First, Switzerland. About 5 minute walk from Bort gondola station, which is about halfway down the mountain. This is the place you get off the gondola if you’re not big into heights or altitude. Tons of tourists. Specifically, tons of tourists on these monstrosities:

Tons of tourists on these scooter equivalents of mountain bikes who:

a) had never ridden one before b) had gotten a maximum 30-second crash course on how to brake and steer c) had gotten that instruction a maximum of five minutes previously d) were wearing helmets as their only protective gear e) were on the road with pedestrians and 583485769384 other people whose experience level was exactly the same as theirs

If you can see where this is going, you are smarter than the people running bike rentals in Grindelwald

So my younger sister and I are walking side by side and chatting. I’m considering where we’ll be able to leave the main road, and whether we’re being too optimistic about the intuitiveness of these scooters and maybe should walk in the freshly-cut verge to give them more room and get ourselves out of the way.

My sister, who is made out of disdain and schadenfreude, remarks on how dangerous this whole situation is and jokes about how funny it would be if someone crashed.

I think she meant to add ‘provided they’re not hurt,’ because when it happened, she wasn’t laughing.

Someone sped by us, and it was hard to say what happened next. Just that we saw a wheel go up in the air, and watched him and the scooter tumble off the road about 50 yards from us and into the grass -- which thankfully was at the same pitch and slope as the road (this is Switzerland, and it isn’t uncommon for alpine roadside to just be thin air and tree trunks).

My sister and I reached him a moment or two after his wife did. He was sitting up, but looked dazed, and hadn’t moved in the time it took us to get there. She was checking him for injuries, and though he had been wearing a helmet and there was nothing visible, she seemed extremely worried.

I asked her immediately if he needed medical attention, and she nodded fiercely and said yes. That he was fragile, and she was worried he might have broken something. My mom, who had just come up behind, was already pulling out her phone. A few seconds later, a German couple -- man and woman -- came up to see if they could help. After a moment of consultation and deliberation with one another, mom dialed what we all thought was the emergency number, because -- despite having lived in this country for 17 years -- neither my mom or sister had ever had to use it before.

Fortunately, it was the right number. Unfortunately, mom -- in a slight panic, because the dispatcher didn’t speak French and mom doesn’t speak German -- thrust the phone into my hand. Surprised and out of practice, I started talking in halting German -- only for the dispatcher to tell me (in flawless, almost unaccented English) that I could stop struggling.

So while I’m giving the dispatcher our exact location (“just down the road from Bort, before the intersection. the reservoir and two small huts are nearby? one of them has a wood pile and a tin roof???”), I’m trying to explain to the German man (who wants to run back up to the gondola station to tell them what happened) that there’s an ambulance coming so there’s no need, trying to reassure the wife of the injured man (both of whom are Thai and only one of whom speaks some English), and trying to get my mom to stop speaking French because I’m already confused enough as it is.

Finally I hand my mom back the phone so she can take it from there in English, and I explain to everyone again -- in both languages, and actually pausing between words -- that there’s an ambulance coming and everything’s going to be ok, and we’re going to stay with the Thai couple until help arrives.

(Now, you might be wondering where my sister is in all of this.

She wasn’t literally standing there staring at her hands in horror after learning of her ability to injure brittle-boned middle-aged men, but she might as well have been. I didn’t realize how much the incident had affected her until after, when we were on the path again. I made a small joke to the effect of “please don’t ever wish harm on anyone else” and she did not appreciate it at all).

When we finally got an ETA on the ambulance (10 minutes), the German couple continued their walk, and my mom and sister and I stayed with the Thai couple until the paramedic came (5 minutes later, in what can be better described as a flatbed golf cart than an ambulance. Welcome to Switzerland). He confirmed that it was a broken clavicle, gave the wife (who was on the verge of tears) a big bear hug, shook all of our hands, and thanked us for doing what we did. We also got hugs from the Thai woman, who thanked us in a way I don’t think I’ve ever been thanked before as we told her not to worry and that we were more than happy to be there with her.

Last we saw of them, the paramedic had loaded the couple into the golf cart and was heading down into the valley. I wish nothing but the best for them, and I’m fiercely hoping that the husband will get patched up and recover enough that they can continue their holiday.

#but yeah if you're ever going to break a bone #definitely do it on a mountain in switzerland #because emergency services are HELLA efficient #Also I sort of wish I'd given the woman a number #so if there were any more problems she could contact us #but my mom pointed out that the paramedic was friendly #and would probably be helpful #so I didn't feel AS worried.#still tho #I wish I could text her just to see how they were doing :/#I can only hope things are ok

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imaginetonyandbucky · 6 years ago

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The Passcode

Prompt by Anonymous: Okay, so I've read a lot of wonderful bodyguard AUs with these two, but it is always Bucky as the bodyguard (understandably). Anyone up for trying the reverse, Tony as Bucky's bodyguard somehow? Maybe it's an AU where Iron Man's identity isn't known, and when Bucky for some reason or another (maybe he isn't even the WS, maybe he's just suddenly famous and/or in danger) needs a bodyguard, Tony sends his own personal one - the Iron Man.

A/N: I’ve opted for a 616-kinda setting, but not really? It’s come out more like a mix of MCU and 616 and I don’t even know how that happened...but anyway ;D Secret identities are a thing and Tony (and Bucky) is a pining mess ^^ Hope you’ll enjoy it! <3 ~Lantia

“You want me to…what?” Tony stares at the Captain like he grew three extra heads.

“It would be temporary, just until we locate the HYDRA strain and deal with it,” Cap raises a placating hand and initiates the puppy dog eyes he refuses to admit he has.

Not even half a year after Bucky Barnes - the Winter Soldier joined the fold, HYDRA is already scheming to get their former assassin back. So Cap may stand here and sound all casual but Tony’s not fooled.

He’s anxious and worried and wants to wipe HYDRA off Barnes’s back as soon as possible…because God forbid they would succeed and get their slimy tentacles back on the man.

“But if Iron Man is otherwise engaged - ”

“No! I mean…I’ll have to double-check with him but I’m sure he’ll make some space in his busy schedule after I lay down the situation to him.”

It’s times like these Tony wished everybody would know he is Iron Man. Or at least the Avengers. As it is, Cap’s sweating it over here thinking Tony will refuse to let Iron Man bodyguard his bestest friend until HYDRA’s dealt with because Tony and Barnes aren’t exactly friends.

That’s where the split personality sets in. Iron Man and Bucky are friends. They hang out after missions all the time. No way Iron Man wouldn’t lend a helping hand to his metal bro and aside from Cap, Iron Man is the only one Bucky would voluntarily spend time with.

Tony is…well, he’s just the eccentric engineer that has a giant hidden crush on the former HYDRA assassin and occasionally fixes up his metal hand so Cap really has no reason to believe he’d go out of his way to help Barnes beyond that.

These secret identity shenanigans are giving him a headache.

“But if you need him - ”

“Cap! It’s fine. I’ve got no big plans ahead other than working on the new version of the armor and I don’t need Iron Man to cover my ass while doing that. In fact, I don’t want him anywhere near the lab…the guy’s a menace around tech,” he laughs, a little too high-pitched for his own liking but Capsicle pays it little attention.

“I’ll owe you one, Tony. A big one,” he smiles at him, squeezing his shoulder gently.

“Hey now, anything for friends. Besides, Iron Man is going to do all the work so take it up with him,” Tony shrugs.

“I will. Thank you, Tony.”

Another mission, another week of pretense to get ready for. Just his luck.

(read-more ahead!)

“I told Stevie I don’t need no bodyguard,” Bucky rolls his eyes, but greets him – the Iron Man – with a smile the next day on the common floor.

“He didn’t want to lock you up…which was the only other option. And it’s not like I mind. Any HYDRA that dares slither near us I’ll happily blast away to dust.”

He chuckles, flipping a gun into his thigh holster. “You and I both, man. Stark okay with this?”

Is he okay with this? Nope. He needs Bucky to stop calling him Stark. And more importantly, he needs to stop these…these…feelings. “Pffft, sure. Why wouldn’t he be?”

“Dunno. I don’t think he likes me very much.”

Is this guy for real?! Tony’s been positively giving him the bedroom eyes for months!

Behind his back. Secretly and cowardly. God dammit.

“If he didn’t like you, I wouldn’t be here,” he points at himself, the entire sentence entangling his brain with its ridiculousness. There’s only so many more times he can refer to himself in third person while pretending to not be himself before he goes certifiably insane. “Even if he didn’t like you, I doubt he would hate you enough to let HYDRA just have a go at you. The man hates HYDRA with a passion.”

Bucky hums, not looking very persuaded. “Anyway, we’ve got a hella lot of time on our hands…I’m thinkin’ we make the most of it. Any ideas?” he grins.

A wide range of variously dirty ideas, yes. “No video games. Thor is destroying enough controllers for all of us, I don’t need Tony on my back because of that too.” Not to mention Bucky is way too good at Mortal Combat.

“Movie?”

“The last time I checked, you like Star Wars. I don’t want to be seen watching that anywhere in this time, space and dimension.”

“A TV show then.”

“If you say Star Trek, I will puke all over the inside of this armor.”

“Widow recommended somethin’ new to me a while back…what was it…a Game of Dragons?”

Tony laughs, moving on to the sofa. Leave it to Widow to have some proper cinematic sense…and sense of humor. How many times do they say ‘Winter is coming’ in there again? “Game of Thrones. Sure. I’m up to re-watch that. JARVIS?”

“I shall queue up the first season for you then.”

They sit down, lifting their feet on the coffee table – since Cap is nowhere around to scold them about it – and JARVIS rolls the intro.

“Winter is coming? Seriously?” Bucky laughs at the title of the first episode, but enjoys watching the rest of it anyway.

They spend the next few days in the Tower – watching TV, sparring in the gym, having lazy conversations over ice coffee. With majority of the Avengers deployed to deal with the HYDRA problem, they’re mostly left alone.

Spiderman hangs out with them one afternoon after school – that he still stubbornly denies to still be attending, Wolverine goes for a couple rounds with Bucky in the gym and Deadpool drops on them out of nowhere after they’ve had a couple of drinks and were failing at karaoke - singing Careless whisper with them…twice.

Cap keeps them updated on the mission and by the looks of it they’re hot on HYDRA’s tail. Tony’s both relieved and…disappointed. Cap’s efficient work means there will no longer be a threat to Bucky’s wellbeing – that they know of – and so there will be no need for Iron Man’s services anymore. Which is good. Bucky safe and sound is good.

Tony will have to find another excuse to keep the man company – preferably one that doesn’t include imminent threat of kidnapping or death.

So much for him being the cocky flyboy flirting with everything that moves…when it comes to Bucky, he’s completely useless.

It’s easy to quip with him in the armor. Bucky likes Iron Man. Tony on the other hand…just the idea of striking up a friendly conversation with him as Tony is…scary. He never did good with rejection after all. And it would be the worst…to be accepted as Iron Man, rejected as Tony. As if he’s two people instead of one.

It’s all over on day six.

“We got them, Iron Man! We secured the base, got all the evidence we need and when Widow’s done with the agents, we’ll have even more.”

“That’s…great news! Well, take your time, Cap. We’ll be waiting for ya right here,” he tells him, hanging up on the call after Cap gives him an ETA of their return.

In few hours, the HYDRA scum are going to be stuffed in prison and the Avengers will return victorious. They’ll celebrate, Iron Man will make some likely excuse to why Tony wouldn’t be attending – not that he expects to be invited – and by tomorrow morning, Tony will be locking himself up in the lab for a week, moping like a lovesick teenager.

When did he get this pathetic?

Before his brain can conjure up some disturbing reply, Bucky appears in his line of sight, beer in hand. “Everythin’ alright?”

“Uh…yeah. Everything is…perfect. Cap and the team found the HYDRA base and are in the middle of raiding it as we speak,” he tries going for a happy tone, failing quite miserably. The helmet does have its uses at times like these. His face would betray way too much right now.

“Oh,” Bucky frowns, which is definitely not the reaction Tony is expecting. “I mean, yeah, that’s…good. So. How about we start the celebration of mission well done a lil’ early?”

“Sure…looks like you already started,” he points at the beer.

“Heh. Anyway…we could invite Stark up here. Did he even leave the lab for one second in these past few days? Or is he back to working himself into oblivion on some fancy new tech stuff?”

“Yep, you said it. There’s no bringing him out of the lab when he’s working on an exciting project. What do you say, JARVIS? Think Tony might be up for a party?”

Poor JARVIS had to get used to this hidden identity bullshit as well. He finds it amusing most of all. That little…

“Uhm…JARVIS?” Bucky frowns at the lack of a reply from the AI and unbeknownst to him, so does Tony.

“JARVIS! Report,” he demands but the comms remain ominously quiet.

“That ain’t good,” Bucky whips up a knife out of nowhere, grabbing onto his forearm and trying to push him out of the open.

Tony doesn’t budge. He has the perfect view of the hallway leading to the emergency stairwell exits and that’s why he sees it coming. It being three different grenades flying their way. Without JARVIS to do some quick thinking for him, he pushes Bucky as far away from the expected impact as he can, shielding him with the entirety of his body.

A flashbang goes off first, followed quickly by two explosions. What are they trying to do?! Get the Winter Soldier back in pieces?!

He stands up, repulsors at the ready while Bucky scrambles behind the sofa for cover – and the gun conveniently hidden underneath it. They shower the hallway in gun and repulsor fire, keeping the intruders at bay.

Just as Tony makes his way towards the stairwell to introduce them to Iron Man’s fists up close, a deafening explosion rings throughout the room, shattering all the windows and sending him flying against a wall.

A wave of HYDRA agents flood the room from both the stairwell and the outside – likely coming down from the roof and before Tony can get back on his feet and blast them all to hell, they’re surrounded and most – if not all – of their weapons pointed at Bucky.

Those bastards came prepared, he curses, his brain already going through possible ways out of their predicament.

“Better stand down, trash can. Or your buddy’s toast,” one of the agents steps up to him, hands in his pockets – must be the wannabe leader.

“Better toast than back with HYDRA,” Bucky spits, his gun sill pointed at the closest agent in front of him.

Tony would prefer neither option. But there’s too many of them. Even if he targets them all, chances are one of them gets a lucky shot…and that’s all it takes. He lowers the repulsors – they are not his only weapon after all and this way he might get some more time. Maybe…hopefully…

Bucky growls, definitely not approving of the gesture. “Just shoot ‘em all, Iron Man!”

“Good move,” the leader snickers, taking another step toward him. “Now…you’re going to tell me the passcode to Tony Stark’s lab.”

“What?!” Bucky blurts out, the gun flying sideways to aim at the leader.

“What?” Tony frowns, confused more than anything else.

“You think we bothered with all of this just for you?” the man glances at Bucky. “Nah…now that we’re here, we’ll be leaving with everything we can get. So,” he turns back to him. “Surely Stark’s very own bodyguard knows the code to get into the lab. Turns out just disabling the AI isn’t enough to get in there.”

Despite the situation, Tony finds himself grinning from ear to ear. “What do you want with Stark?” he asks, trying to hide his mirth.

“Oh this and that. Now, trash bucket. The code or we’re shooting this one through and through.”

He would usually point out how ridiculous that threat is – if they were to do that, he would just shoot them all and they’d get nothing. But Tony would lose…everything. So he keeps his mouth shut and instead focuses on the tiny plan already taking shape in his head.

“That’s a little greedy of you, isn’t it? Tell you what…I’ll give you the passcode,” he offers, ignoring the pair of widened eyes that pierce through him. “Take Stark, do whatever the hell you want with him…but you’ll leave Barnes here.”

“Hell no,” the former assassin growls some more, this time deep and threatening.

The leader smirks. “Done.”

“No! You can’t do that!” Bucky yells at him.

“I can and I will,” Tony shrugs, noting the sting of betrayal in Bucky’s voice. “How do I know you’ll honor your end of this bargain?”

“If we get Stark, what’s the point of having this…broken thing,” the man sneers at Bucky. “He’s obsolete. And we’re looking for a new model, if you know what I mean. Stark can provide us with that and more.”

“Fair enough.”

“What are you…you’re supposed to protect him!”

“Yeah…I’m tired of doing everything he tells me, what am I, his slave? Stark’s a jerk and a damn handful…chances are, you’re not even gonna want him once you find that out for yourself,” he tells the leader, ignoring Bucky altogether.

“You owe him…everything! He made you!”

Oh Buckaroo, you have no idea. “Exactly. And I don’t need him anymore,” he gives Bucky a look, the neutral face of the helmet betraying nothing.

The amount of hurt and disbelieve on his face is painful to see…and at the same time interesting. It would almost seem like he cares. About Tony. Which is unexpected, but plays right into his hands.

“We have a deal then, Iron Man,” the leader finally addresses him properly and they shake hands.

“The code is 12161991,” he tells him, barely containing his grin.

The leader nods at his lackeys. “You and your team stay here – just as a precaution of course. Once we have Stark, we’re out of here before the Avengers get back.”

Just as Tony predicted, most of the agents move along with the leader, which leaves only seven agents guarding them. And seven is much better than twenty. He can work with seven. They can.

Despite the raging schizophrenia he’s beginning to sport because of their hidden identities, they are good for something after all. Everybody knows Tony Stark is the genius – and Iron Man is just a guy in a can. If they knew Tony Stark is in fact inside the armor, nobody would ever be so easily fooled by him into anything, under no circumstances. This way, he is being underestimated from the get go.

Perfect.

“How could you!” the now quite furious supersoldier growls at him, the gun actually pointed at him. “I thought…I thought…,” he trails off, his steely gaze never wavering though. “If anything happens to him, I’ll never forgive you!”

Tony reels back, falling out of character for a second before JARVIS’s voice brings him back to the mission at hand.

“Emergency reboot complete, Sir. I have regained control over the armor’s systems but I’m afraid my systems in the Tower are still not fully functional.”

“Never mind that, just target these assholes and let’s get this over with, J!” he commands only for JARVIS to hear.

The targeting initiates, locking onto all but one of the agents – the one positioned behind Bucky.

Tony tries maneuvering to the side a little but the still furious assassin moves with him. Looks like he has no other choice.

“Nothing will happen to him,” he says carefully, eyeing the agents for suspicious reactions.

“Do you have any idea what they’re gonna do to him?!”

“Bucky…”

“This is HYDRA! Not some wannabe villains of the week!”

“Snowflake?”

“If they get away with h - ” he pauses, blinking at him. A small frown caresses his forehead as he stares at Tony.

“You must be a real special kinda snowflake to jam a screwdriver up your arm thinking you could fix it,” Tony says, echoing the first sentence he’s ever told the assassin.

Not Iron Man. Tony.

Bucky cocks his head to the side, eyes narrowed before they widen with realization.

“Sorry, you were probably about to shoot me. So why don’t you get down to it?” Tony adds and it only takes a second for the assassin to register the command and drop to the floor, leaving the last agent exposed to the armor’s gunfire.

It happens fast from there on. The agents have just enough time to look surprised before JARVIS deploys the shots against the locked on targets and a moment later, they are mere corpses on the ground.

“Targets neutralized,” JARVIS confirms.

“Thanks, J. You’re the best. Let me know when you’re a hundred percent back online.”

“Will do, Sir.”

Bucky gathers himself up from the floor, glancing around at the carnage before his gaze rests on Tony. Before either of them can speak up, the steady hum of the quinjet sounds from the outside and the room is suddenly full of very concerned-looking Avengers.

“Is everyone okay?!” Cap approaches them, glaring at the corpses. “We got here as fast as we could after Widow got the intel on their plan B.”

Right…back to Iron Man mode.

“Was this supposed to be it?” he waves at the dead agents. “So much for plan B, I’d say.”

“There should be more of them,” Widow warns them, still in full alert.

“Yeah, they’re in Stark’s lab,” he shrugs.

“What?!” Cap blurts out. “How did they get there?”

Tony sighs, raising his hands defensively. “Just relax, okay? They got a bit greedy and wanted Stark as well as the Winter Soldier…so I gave them the passcode to the lab that lets them in but also triggers a trap, locking them in there.”

“With Tony?!”

What’s with the supersoldiers today?! “He flew to London this morning. Some emergency SI business or something.”

Cap breathes out, nodding. “Good. Let’s go take care of the rest of them then.”

“Lead the way, Captain,” he prompts him and they all head down to the lab, subduing the now very salty wannabe leader and his minions.

For a week, Tony successfully evades the former HYDRA soldier. He even stoops as low as having JARVIS make sure the coast is clear whenever he emerges from the lab to go to the kitchen for snacks and coffee. It’s not like he wants to avoid him. But there are certain conversations he is so not ready to have, no matter how helpful they would be in the long run.

In fact, there’s not much to converse about anyway. Bucky knows.

There’s no way he doesn’t know, unless he has a brain the size of a peanut. Like Hawkeye. Nope. Bucky knows. So Tony sticks to his ninja play and spends his days sulking in the lab.

Maybe he should go on a vacation as well. If Iron Man can go on a vacation, why can’t he? He is Iron Man!

And if that isn’t the source of all his problems ever, he doesn’t know what is.

When he returns to the lab one evening with a Hulk-sized mug of coffee in hand, he almost spills it all over the workbench when he spots a certain soldier lurking in the shadows in front of him.

“The fuck - ” he places a palm over the arc reactor, the frantic beating of his heart drumming through the reactor’s calming hum. “Where did you come from?!” The lab can’t be accessed any other way than through the doors and with the correct passcode. Not unless someone dares to wiggle through the vents – now impassably rigged with tripwires and explosives, since a certain purple-clad superhero decided to use them instead of hallways.

Bucky emerges from the darkness with one of his rare huge smirks and nods at the entrance. “The door?”

“You don’t have the passcode!” he glares at him.

“I have a passcode. 12161991?”

Son of bitch. That’s…resourceful. “Why would you wanna lock yourself in here, you weirdo?”

“Because you’re here,” he shrugs, the smirk turning toothy.

“O…kay?”

“Thought it’s the perfect opportunity…with Iron Man on that vacation of his. He better send me a postcard or somethin’.”

He stares at Bucky like he’s just grown a second head, which only makes him smirk harder.

“Better be a good fucking postcard. In the meantime, I’m thinkin’ dinner. You, me, burgers…milkshakes?”

“Wh – what?!” he blurts out, shaking his head as if trying to wake up from this Twilight zone he fell into.

Bucky sighs, the smirk easing into a soft smile never before seen on his face. “You really think I jammed a screwdriver into my arm because I was trying to repair it? Who do you think I am, Hawkeye?! And what was the excuse after this one? That I tried stopping elevator doors with the arm and that’s why it looked like it’s been almost split in half with a vibranium shield? It was the shield…and it didn’t just slip from my hand either, I slammed it down real damn hard. The doombots didn’t even touch the arm the week after that, I actually stuck that bot claw into it myself and then the excuses to come down here to hang out with you got even more ridiculous.”

“You…what?!”

“I like you, you jerk,” he rolls his eyes, folding his hands over his chest, metal intertwined with flesh. “How much more obvious do I gotta get?! So when you just…ignored me, hell even flirted with everyone but me I figured there’s no chance. Guy can take a hint, you know?” he shrugs, the smile turning sad for a moment. “That said…I really can take a hint.”

Tony forces his brain to finally start working again and quickly absorbs everything the man has just said.

He knows.

And instead of interrogating him about it or demanding explanations he’s…he’s…using the newfound information to apparently continue flirting with Tony and actually asking him out. On a dinner date.

Tony. Not Iron Man.

Well, technically both, because he knows…he knows.

Tony emits a startled chuckle, lips twitching into a grin. “Uhm…I uh…guess I can be an idiot sometimes? Like, one out of a million times. Which isn’t really that often. Of course it isn’t, because I’m a genius after all. We do get to be stupid every now and then. Every ten years maybe, or twe - ”

“Tony?” Bucky interrupts his ramble, still with that stupidly perfect smile directed at him.

He could listen to the man saying his name like that all day. Or forever.

“Yeah?”

“What about that dinner?”

“Wh…dude. That rant a second ago? That was me saying hell yes I wanna go to a dinner with you…how obvious do I gotta get?!” he laughs, becoming unusually shy under the intense look Bucky’s inspecting him with.

“Hella obvious,” he winks and slips past Tony, lingering close to him on the way towards the doors, shoulders only just touching.

Metal and flesh.

“I’ll pick ye up in an hour,” Bucky looks back before JARVIS lets him out of the lab, leaving Tony absentmindedly nodding, staring at the door.

Maybe he was wrong. Maybe being just Tony beats being Iron Man. And maybe being both…and being seen as both isn’t as climactic as he thought it would be or have to be.

Because Bucky likes him – in and out of the can. And for tonight, that’s all that matters.

~Fin

#prompts #winteriron #tony x bucky #tony stark #bucky barnes #Lantia

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amansi1502-blog · 5 years ago

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Taehyung Scenario: You Can Be The Boss.

Request: A BIG PET PEEVE I HAVE IN FANFICS ARE THAT THE READER NEVER GETS TO BE THE CEO (IN AN AU LOL), IT IS ALWAYS THE MALE. SO DO YOU THINK YOU COULD WRITE A CEO-READER (OH LIKE A HELLA HUGE COMPANY) AND THEN AN ASSISTANT-TAEHYUNG (OR IDK, BUT SOMETHING BELOW HER) (I’ve been searching since like last year for something like this and I still haven’t found one😒) YAYAYAYAYAYA THANKS

Genre: Fluff - CEO Reader AU

Part 2

It wasn’t even nine in the morning and you’d already had to handle two emergencies through your pone, sometimes you thanked the heaven for living in a time were connections were easily handled. The quiet background buzz at the reception felt like home, and you greeted the secretaries there wit a quick nod and a short good morning, walking straight to the elevators while your heels clicked on the polished floor.

Some days, you still couldn’t believe how far you’d gotten, and other days, just like this one, you were proud of yourself, of being able to laugh at the faces of those who only thought you were simply a dreamer, that women couldn’t make it far into the business world. You looked at the reflection that the elevator’s doors gave you and smiled satisfied. This was your world, you’d taken onto it with a lot of brain, charm and effort, you weren’t the CEO of your own telephone company for nothing.

Your office was located at the fifteenth floor, you enjoyed a pretty view of the city from the huge glass windows and it was decorated to your own liking. It was just nice to be the boss. When the elevator reached your floor and you made your way to your office, some of your employee’s greeted you, some others just got to the side to let you pass and maybe they were just a little scared you thought, intimidated more likely but you’d stopped being worried about that, whoever got past the initial prejudice and supposition would know that you were just a normal girl in a position of power and control, not a monster in disguise.

The door to your office was opened and you eyed your assistant’s desk but he wasn’t there, he was the most capable person you’d had on your side, sharp minded, witty, managed to keep almost every one happy and delighted them with a quick chatter. You stopped your train of thoughts when you saw a coffee mug ready and waiting for you at your desk, accompanied by some biscuits.

–Good day sunshine! – oh, there he was. Taehyung was like no other worker you had, that for sure, with his deep voice and animated demeanor that sometimes bordered on overwhelming. You dissimulated your smile while taking off your long coat and giving a sip to your coffee; it was perfect, Taehyung never brought it wrong.

–It’s really inappropriate of you to call me that Taehyung, I’m your boss – he just smiled at you, all teeth and joy so you looked down at the papers in front of you to stop yourself from staring. –With that being said, what do we have for today? –

–Meeting at nine thirty with the chief engineer about the new program he’s working on, reviewing on two new apps by ten and a half, have a call with the investors so I reserved you forty minutes after eleven for that, oh and the new interns arrive today, I did a preselection and reduced the group to five and they’ll have a private interview with you starting at two so you have enough time to go to see your parents after midday because their anniversary is today – he said, already on his efficient mode.

You gulped on your coffee, looking surprised at him. –Oh my god, I forgot… I need to get them a gift Taehyung –

–I already did – Taehyung said, signaling to one of your couches where a box with a pretty ribbon laid. –Since I knew you were most likely going to forget it, I took the liberty of planning a one week trip for them, and they should have a special lunch delivered with the catering service at their house by twelve, so you only need to take the box with you to give them their tickets and congratulate them –

You stared dumbfounded at him, sometimes, Taehyung went too fast but that was good, that was specifically good when he never let escape details like this and managed to save your day. You stayed silent for a moment and Taehyung talked again, he wasn’t one to do well with silence.

–Don’t you have the greatest assistant in the country? – he smiled again while looking at you. His tie was a little crooked, and who wore ties with little comic whales to work? Taehyung, that’s who; the indeed greatest assistant in the country who worked for you.

–Thanks Taehyung, you did well – you smiled softly at him and Taehyung shrugged.

–At your service boss, call me if you need me – he checked something else on his iPad and then exited your office, leaving you wondering how you’d managed to do without him before.

Working with Taehyung was refreshing somehow, because he, unlike others, never seemed to feel intimidated by you and you liked that about him, sometimes you wondered why someone as smart and capable as him was working as an assistant. You loved to have him, yes, but, you also knew he would make it big on his own.

It had been a busy month at the enterprise and you had only made it through working hand in hand with Taehyung, the guy was like a clock with those schedules of his. You closed the folder in your hand satisfied, it was almost eleven pm so you should head to home, you were tired but you had already gone through the full statistics of the month, everything was in order but you still insisted in checking them by yourself after the human resources and financial team finished them.

You put on your long white coat, took your purse and phone, turned off the lights and went outside, only to find Taehyung dozing off on his desk. You stopped surprised outside your office, why was he still there?

–Taehyung? – he startled with the sound of your voice, straightening himself on the seat and looking at you a little wild eyed.

–Yes boss? – he stood up and cleared his throat and you felt so guilty, you hadn’t considered saying to him that he could leave at his normal hour even if you were staying late that day, Taehyung had been with you for almost three months already and this wasn’t the first time he stayed until you left, you thought he’d remember he didn’t have to.

He looked tired, super tired in your opinion, didn’t he have someone waiting for him at home? You didn’t so you didn’t care for arriving early, but what about him?

–You shouldn’t have stayed Taehyung– You said softly and he smiled, shaking his head.

–I didn’t know if you were going to need me Miss – he tried to straighten his tie, but somehow, Taehyung’s ties were always messy whatever he did to fix them.

–I’ll tell the driver to get you home, it’s too late –

–There’s no need to – he always seemed shy when you tried to make things a little easier for him.

–I insist –

Taehyung looked at you for a few seconds and then his usual playful smile was back on his face, nodding and starting to pick up his things, something in him rose a sort of tenderness in you that was definitely out of place at the office.

Your driver was ten minutes late and for some mysterious reason Taehyung wasn’t answering his phone. You wondered if something was going on when your usual car stopped at your door, then, it was Taehyung getting out of it.

–Good morning – he said to your surprised self, as if this was the most normal thing, which in fact wasn’t.

–Good morning Taehyung… where’s my driver? –

Taehyung shrugged and opened the back door for you. –He is currently in the middle of a personal emergency and he couldn’t make it, so I’ll be your driver for today, I’m super multitasker like that –

That earned a little laugh from you, but Taehyung was apparently being serious about this. –Alright…but what about the office? You need to be there too–

–Not really – he said before closing your door and taking a seat behind the wheel. –I got that covered so you don’t need to worry boss – he smiled cheekily and you shook your head, you almost expected him to wink at you or something but he didn’t and you felt flustered for having such thought, Taehyung must be really fun to be with outside of work and you definitely shouldn’t be thinking about that.

You cleared your throat, focused on the memorandum you were currently writing on your iPad and let him in charge of the wheel.

–You would hate that decision later – Taehyung said slyly at your back and you turned around on your chair to look at him, he was reviewing some paperwork by the corner of your desk, then you looked at your thumb, you’d been biting onto the tip of your nail for a good minute.

You laughed, well he was right, you just got your manicure done yesterday and Taehyung did miracles to dig a little space in your schedule just for it. Taehyung raised his eyes to you, deep brown and soft with an understanding gaze.

–They’ll fix it Y/N, just trust them –

–Is not that easy… – you said softly, it wasn’t every day that you let yourself be seen doubting in front of your workers but this was, well, Taehyung. He knew it, even if you weren’t saying a thing that you were on the edge of a nervous breakdown, there was a glitch in one of the most important platforms you owned and the engineering team was working against the watch to get it right and working again, but what if they couldn’t? not only was this going to cost you a lot of money but also you could lose a lot of contracts, sponsors, investors, and it wasn’t as easy for you to trust as it was for Taehyung. –What if they can’t make it? It’ll be my failure too and I…–

You sighed and Taehyung let down his pen, then he was searching for something on his pocket and offering you a little candy after that.

–They’ll fix it, you have a great team working for you and you’re always getting them on nice training programs for them to improve even more, so trust them – Taehyung smiled and then wiggled his eyebrows a little for you to take the candy on his hand.

It was too late at night, he should have gone home about three hours ago but honestly, you were glad he was there. You took the candy from his hand, it was strawberry flavored.

–Tell me about you Taehyung – you didn’t want to think about what was going on in the enterprise for a while and you had been wanting to know a little more about this assistant of yours that was so unique.

–Like? – he seemed amused by your request, if judging by the playful smile stretching on his lips while he ate a candy himself.

–Like… why you’re always wearing such things to work? – you signaled the tie with little whales, which seemed to be his favorite, the thing was obnoxious and funny, and somehow, something only Taehyung was capable of pulling off. But you’d seen him walking around the office in weird slacks, or jackets that didn’t seem to match anything, or matching colors you’d never think to match but that looked somehow at place if it was him the one wearing them.

Taehyung burst in laughter by that, and his laugh was low, deep and warm like honey, just like his voice. You looked down for a moment, telling yourself to keep it together and undid the sleek ponytail of your hair to let it fall down freely.

–Well, isn’t it original? I like it, what a better reason to wear something right? – it was as simple as that. –Makes me stand out, so I don’t get lost among the rest –

He rested his chin on his palm and fixed his eyes on you before winking, you should have said something about how inappropriate that was, but you liked it, kind of. It was difficult to say sometimes if you were overwhelmed or not by Taehyung, by his antics, by his sense of humor and his way of knowing exactly how to work with your rhythm. So instead of calling him on the right ways to behave at the office, you just felt your face overheating.

–You would always stand out amongst the rest of the people Taehyung…– you held his gaze, saw how his lips stretched into a full smile and had to look to the other side. –You don’t really need ties with whales for that –

You giggled softly and Taehyung’s eyes were still on you. You looked relaxed now, and he was glad for that. He didn’t like it when you were stressed, so he always made his best to have everything under control for you.

Taehyung admired the pretty way in which your hair was framing your face, it made you look way younger. He liked to make you company, ever since he entered your enterprise he was sure you weren’t as cold as his coworkers whispered over lunch hours, the majority of the time people were quick to assume and didn’t take their time to know someone like you, who had so many responsibilities to look after, so many people to take care for, someone whose decisions affected not only you but the rest of your workers. Taehyung actually admired you and knew you only needed to let go a little, thing you only did now whenever he was around.

–I know… but my whale tie makes you smile boss – Taehyung spoke softly, not missing the way in which you were looking at him, a little surprised and bashful, like a kid caught with their hand inside the cookie jar. He hadn’t missed the way you always disguised a laugh with his choice of ties or clothes. –So I wear it to make you smile–

You were the only two at that floor, and the security guards doing their usual rounds should be there in about thirty minutes, so nobody else heard the way you laughed right then, fanning your face because of his words. You hadn’t fired Taehyung yet because he was honestly the best at his work and deep down, you wanted him there, so yeah, maybe also because his tie with little whales made you smile like no other thing did.

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Research Report on Automotive Lighting Market 2016 Share and Size to 2020

Automotive Lighting Market Information Report by Technology (Halogen, LED, and Xenon), by Vehicle Type (Two Wheeler, Commercial Vehicle & Passenger Vehicle), by Light Position (Front, Side, Rear and Interior) and by End Market (OEM & Aftermarket) and by Region - Global Forecast to 2022

Market Scenario

Lighting is an important component in automobiles. It plays an important role in safety factor. It is primarily used in automobiles to increase the visibility in darkness & in bad weather conditions. It also increases the conspicuity of the vehicle. Continuous development in the automotive industry & focusing on improve the efficiency of lighting, are the primary driving factors of the Automotive Lighting market. In addition, factors such as increasing vehicle production globally are also the driving factor for the Automotive Lighting market. However high cost of the lighting product act as restraints of the Automotive Lighting market.

Thus the Automotive Lighting market is expected to register a CAGR of about 7% during period of 2016 to 2022.

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Asia-Pacific region hold the largest market share in Automotive Lighting market, because increasing automotive manufacturing activities and increasing energy efficiency demand in this region, increase the Automotive Lighting market. This region will witness the fastest growth in forecast period. European region will show the steady growth in forecast period because increasing adoption in the break, reverse, interior lights and signal indicators.

Key Players

The leading players in the Automotive Lighting markets are General Electric, Hella KgaA Heuck & Co., Stanley Electric Co ltd., Osram GmbH, Kononklijke Ichikoh Industries Ltd., Philips N.V., Koito Manufacturing Co. ltd., Valeo S.A., and Magneti Marelli S.P.A.

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