*a month later *

📍Rabat, Morocco

"Yesterday, when I was on my evening jog, I saw a bar not too far from here." I said sitting on the kitchen counter "And it seemed pretty calm, to be honest."

We've been in Morocco for a whole month and we haven't really gone out. Which is making me go insane just because I'm a very active person and I'm so used to always be doing something at the compound that it just sucks to not being able to do things like I used to.

"The whole point of this is to stay low." Steve looked at me

"But can't we have a little bit of fun?"

"We can make it fun here." He said, referring to the small house all four of us have been sharing

It really is very small. It's just enough for us.

I sighed. "I wanna go to the beach."

"Cat." He looked at me "Look, I know this is hard for you, but can you at least make an effort?"

"I'm trying but it's just.. I think I'm gonna lose my mind."

"Don't be dramatic. We can still do things we used to do at the compound, why don't you go and buy some things to bake something?"

"I haven't been in the mood for baking."

"Just try it, will you?" He said "Sam told me about renting movies, how does that sound?"

"Well it honestly doesn't sound bad."

"Okay, then we'll rent some movies."

I sighed. "Okay."

"You're gonna be fine, don't worry."

"I bet Wanda and Vision are having fun." I shrugged, he let out a chuckle "Scotland sounds better than Morocco."

"Here it's not so bad."

I looked at him. "Steve, Sam's the only one who knows arabic, we can't even go buy groceries."

"You seriously are so dramatic." He rolled his eyes

"You know what I mean."

"Just relax, when you least expect it we'll be out of here."

"And we'll go where? To another country?"

"If that's what's necessary, yes."

I sighed. "This is insane."

"We can't exactly go back to the compound, can we?"

"I know we can't."

"You're gonna be fine." He said and I looked at him "We are gonna be fine, don't worry."

I just nodded finishing the conversation and just changing the subject by asking him about dinner.

A few minutes later, I decided to go take a shower so I left to the bathroom. I closed the door and I removed my clothes before I opened the faucet and waited for the water to heat up.. but it never did.

"You've gotta be kidding me." I muttered turning off the faucet

I grabbed my towel and I wrapped it around my body ready to start yelling at the guys for not telling me that they used all the fucking hot water.

"Dear god, give me.. patience, cause if you give me strength, I'm gonna kill them." I sighed opening the bathroom door

I walked out to the living room and Sam was sitting on the couch while Steve was in the dining table eating some cereal and Bucky was just coming out of the kitchen.

"I'm gonna ask this once." I said

"Oh hey, free show?" Bucky looked at me and Steve gave him a nudge "Ouch."

"You wish." I scoffed "Who the fuck used the last of the hot water?" I asked

"That was probably me." Bucky said

"And why didn't you say something?" I turned to look at him

"Why would I?"

"Because I have to take a shower and you know that I don't shower with very cold water!"

"Then you should've showered earlier." He shrugged

"You know I always shower late!" I said "What the fuck am I supposed to do? Shower with cold water?"

"Uh, yeah." He nodded "Or wait until tomorrow I guess."

"No, I'm not waiting until tomorrow, you're gonna heat me up some water."

"Excuse me?" He raised an eyebrow

"You heard me."

"I'm not heating anything for you, much less with that attitude."

"You wanna talk about attitude?" I started walking towards him

"Okay, that's enough." Steve said

Let's just say these little fights have been happening quite often since we started "living" together. And Steve's kinda done with us.

"Can you please tell your little creature to heat me up some water?" I looked at him folding my arms

"Why don't you just shower tomorrow?" Bucky asked

"Because I want to shower now!"

"You can shower tomorrow morning with hot water." He shrugged

"Bucky," I scoffed rolling my eyes "I'm not in the mood, seriously."

"You never are."

"Why would that be?" I gave him the most sarcastic smile I could make

"Can you guys shut up?" Sam said to us "I'm tryna watch tv."

"Get dressed cause I'm not heating anything, babe." Bucky said to me

"You're seriously getting on my last fucking nerve." I took a deep breath as I started walking away

I really wanted to punch him so bad. I know I said that he's a nice guy and that I was actually getting along with him, but he's been incredibly annoying. Not that we don't get along anymore, it's just that I'm now seeing this side to him that really makes me wanna punch him in the face. It's annoying.

I walked into my room and I just I laid down on my stomach on the bed, with the towel wrapped around me because I just know I gotta go and heat up some water soon, and I grabbed my notebook to draw something. This is the only thing I can do to calm down because we don't really have a gym here which is where I would've gone if we were in the compound, but we're not, sadly. I would've gone for a walk also, but I can't go alone so.

A few minutes later, I heard some knocks on my door.

"Come in." I said

The door opened and Bucky was standing there.

"What do you want?" I looked back at my notebook

"The water is literally boiling and is waiting for you in a pot in the bathroom." He said "So hurry up before it gets cold."

"You heated me water?" I squinted having a hard time believing that he actually did it

"Yes, I did." He rolled his eyes "Go or I'll pour it down the drain." He walked out of the room

I closed the notebook before I went over to the bathroom, again. I gotta use a fucking cup, but it's better than having to shower with that freezing cold water.

Anyways, I hoped in the shower, I had to use some of the cold water to actually have the water at a nice temperature and then I showered. By "showered" I mean I had to use a cup.

I got out, I got dressed and then I headed to the living room. Steve was watching tv with Sam and Bucky was in the kitchen making a sandwich.

"Thank you." I said to him

"You're welcome." He replied as he closed his sandwich "I'm not heating any more water though."

I rolled my eyes. "I know."

He walked out of the kitchen and I was kinda hungry so I decided to make myself a sandwich too since we didn't really made dinner today. Once I was done, I grabbed a water bottle and then went to my room where I turned on the little radio that I had while I continued the drawing and ate my sandwich.

We didn't really do much the rest of the night. I fell asleep around 11 pm. I know the guys were watching tv in the living room, but I have no idea when they went to sleep.

(...)

* okay so I wrote this part a while ago and it's written in third person so it's just gonna stay that way, lol *

Cat rolled on the bed for the hundredth time letting out a sigh and looking at the ceiling. She turned her head to the side and saw the time on the clock on the nightstand. 2:34 am.

She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom, splashed some water on her face and then she walked out to go to the kitchen only to see Bucky laying on the living room floor.

"Are you awake?" She asked turning the kitchen light on so she could take a better look at him

"Yes." He replied lifting his head and looking at her

"Why are you here?"

He sighed laying his head back down. "Can't sleep."

"Right." She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge "Trouble sleeping." She took a water bottle out and closed it again

"Exactly." He said "What are you doing up?"

"I don't know, I can't sleep." She walked out to the living room "You have insomnia?"

"Something like that." He sat up

"I used to have a lot of insomnia when I was younger." She sat on the couch

"Why?"

"Nightmares." She shrugged "And everything used to scare me."

"What'd you do?"

"Nick made a schedule for me."

"Did it worked?"

"It did." She nodded "I don't think I suffered trouble sleeping again.. before what happened in Cuba, obviously."

"It was like a trigger, wasn't it?"

"It was." She sighed "I thought that part was healed, apparently I was wrong."

"How did you coped? You were still little."

"I went to therapy." She replied "I'm supposed to still be going, actually, but obviously this happened and well."

"Did it help?"

"Well.. it wasn't the worst thing." She shrugged "My psychiatrist was nice at least."

"So," he looked at her "Nightmares."

"Yeah.. they're more like memories, sort of.. I don't know how to explain it." She said "Some are memories and some are like parts of my memories and turned into a really bad nightmare if that makes sense."

"Memories of what? Bulgaria?"

"Most of them are."

"What do you do when you have them?"

"I try to think of the present." She said "It helps sometimes. Like, just thinking about how I am now, I'm not there anymore and I'm doing good, despite everything that's been happening."

"Why are they looking for you?"

She let out a sigh. "That's a very good question." She pulled her legs up in the couch "I can't think about why they would want me now, it's been years."

"You think they wanna kill you?"

"I don't know, maybe." She shrugged

"Doesn't that scare you?"

"It does." She nodded "But I try not to think about that too much. I don't want to live with that worry." She added and then looked at him "What about you?"

"What?"

"Aren't you scared that maybe there are still people from Hydra and maybe they're looking for you?"

"Every day." He replied "And now is worse because we have the government on our asses too."

"Yeah, that really sucks." She nodded "You mind if I stay here?" She asked laying on the couch

He shook his head. "Not at all, no."

"I'm getting kinda sleepy and I don't think I'm gonna be able to sleep if I go back to my room."

"You sure? I think your bed is comfier than the couch."

She let out a soft giggle. "It is, but if I go then I'll probably won't be sleepy anymore and I won't be able to sleep." She said "You're gonna head back to your room?"

He shook his head. "I don't think so, no."

"Why?"

"Same thing." He shrugged "I'm kinda getting sleepy too, but I know I won't be able to sleep there."

"But where are you gonna sleep?" She asked

"Right here."

"You can have half of the couch."

He chuckled. "It's fine, don't worry."

"Grab a cushion at least." She passed one to him

"Thanks."

"Are you sure you wanna sleep here?"

"I'm sure." He nodded "Besides, I'd like to keep you company."

She smiled. "You don't have to do that."

"I want to."

"That's nice of you."

"See? I'm nice." He said

"Well you've been pissing me off a lot lately."

"Well you're pretty annoying too sometimes."

"Right." She rolled her eyes "I'm going to sleep."

"You want a blanket?"

"Don't worry, I'm okay." She grabbed a cushion and laid her head on it "Hope you can sleep well now."

"I hope you do too." He nodded

They didn't stay up for long, they were talking for a bit until Cat fell asleep. Bucky stayed a couple minutes awake just looking at her, thinking how he has grown so fond of her in such a short amount of time. He felt like she was starting to bring him out of his shell a little bit and even though at first he was kinda scared about it, he likes the way he feels with her and he likes how comforting she is.

And he didn't know it, but she was falling for him too a little bit. But she wasn't too sure just yet. She didn't want to think about it either because she thinks she's not attracted to him and it's just a friendship that they've managed to build in the last few months.

But she did like him. And deep down she knew that.

(...)

* next morning ofc *

Cat lazily opened her eyes when she felt the sun hit her right in the face. She turned around so it wouldn't affect her and she then proceeded to open her eyes. She had a blanket covering her and the smell of coffee immediately filled her nostrils. She looked to the side and it was kinda obvious that Bucky wasn't there laying on the floor anymore. She lifted her head a little and saw the time on the living room clock. It was a little past 8:30.

"Oh you woke up." Bucky's voice made her wake up completely

"Yeah." She yawned and he walked over to her

"How'd you slept?" He asked with a cup of coffee in his hand

"Good." She replied "How about you? Please tell me you moved back to your room."

"I didn't, actually." He responded lifting Cat's legs so he could sit on the couch and when he did, he placed them on top of his

"What?! Why not?" She asked

"Honestly I just slept the entire time, I didn't wake up until like almost two hours ago."

"How's your back? And your neck?"

He chuckled slightly. "I'm fine, I slept just fine, don't worry."

"Are the guys awake?"

He nodded. "I think Steve is."

"Are you hungry?"

"Why?" He looked at her "You wanna make me breakfast?" He teased

"Don't say it like that." She rolled her eyes "I don't want to make you anything, but I don't mind doing breakfast for the four of us."

"Ow, that's nice of you, see? It's so much better when you're not a bitch."

"Don't start, it's too early for you to start testing my patience." She kicked him softly making him laugh

"Or what?"

"Or you're not getting breakfast."

"Fair enough." He lifted both hands

"Who brought the blanket?" She asked him

"Would you believe me if I said it was Steve?"

"Was it really him?"

"No, I did."

"Well that was very nice of you, see? It's so much better when you're not acting like a jerk."

He rolled his eyes laughing. "Very funny."

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