Song: Coldplay - sparks

Imagine; the boys all bet with Steve who gets to you first, but when Steve wins the bet, he doesn't think bout the consequences.

Your dress:

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'Okay I'm bored...I want to do something fun...'

'Like what?' Steve asks Tony.

'Like make a bet...let's say about y/n...'

'I don't think that's a good idea Tony...' Natasha doubts.

'Silence woman you know nothing..' he jokes and she stands up.

'I'm not gonna listen for this bullshit of yours...' she walks away leaving the boys alone.

'Well I'm in, I could always use the extra cash..how much are we talking about?' Clint asks.

'Don't know like 20 bucks?'

'What's the bet Tony?' Steve asks curiously.

'20 dollars to whoever is the first to spend the night with y/n..'

'Don't you think that's a little bit uh...I don't know...wrong?' Bucky asks.

'Of course not, she gives her consent of course..that's one of the rules...she must give consent...'

'I'm in...' Clint says.

'I am also in..' Sam replies.

'Same here...' Steve adds.

'Well I'm not...' Bucky says loud and clear.

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'Not enjoying the party so much y/n?' Steve sits down on the barstool next to yours and you turn your body.

'Not really...all I want to do is just crawl into bed and sleep for two weeks...that last mission really wore me out...' you chuckle.

'Yeah same here...'

'And here I am thinking you'd never get tired...ever..' you smile sweetly.

You had such a huge crush on him, the alcohol sure made it easier to talk to him, but you are still nervous as hell around him.

You were good friends but still, you started catching feelings and you honestly wouldn't know how to handle them.

'Depends on the activity doll...' he chuckles.

The sweet sound of you laughing makes him feel bad, he is about to make a move on you for a bet, if you find out about that he would lose you that's for sure.

'Would dancing tire you out?'

'I don't know, I guess I could find out, you want to find out with me?' He asks and you nod setting your drink down.

After a while of dancing and getting looked at weirdly by the other boys, you two end up in in his room.

You get pushed against the wall as your lips are on his. He then leans back to both breathe and ask you something. 

'Are you sure you want this?' He asks panting.

'I've loved you forever now yes I want this...' you confess.

Steve doubts his decision for split second, you love him but he doesn't share the same feelings, right?. He feels that what he's about to do is so very wrong. But he also once wants to win from Stark. Just one night, you would understand.

'You okay?' You ask when he's just staring at you, debating wether or not he should continue.

'Yeah yeah...just can't believe you would want to...' he replies before crashing his lips down on yours again.

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The next morning you wake up in his bed, you grin at the memory of last night.

The memories of kissing Steve, his body on top of yours, a dream come true for you.

You open your eyes and to your surprise he isn't there. So you quickly go to your room to grab some normal clothes and you make your way to the living room.

'I guess you won Cap...fair and square...' Tony pays Steve and you frown.

'I'm never doing this again...this was one time..'

'I thought you loved her Steve?' Clint asks confused.

'Yeah as a friend...'

You decide to hide behind the wall and listen to what they're saying.

'I love her as a friend...I don't love her like..I don't know.. like I want to be together with her...this was just a bet nothing more...'

You were a bet?!

You're furious, you trusted him and you confessed that you loved him and he still went on like you are some fucking object.

'Let's make sure she never finds out...I'm going to be dead if she hears...'

Well he got that right.

You should feel angry but I'd slowly gets replaced by sadness, you feel used, disgusting. He doesn't like you in that way and still he made you believe he did for a fucking bet.

You can no longer listen to them talking about the night before, the night that seemed amazing two seconds now feels like the worst night of your life.

You cross your arms and storm away, meeting Natasha in the alley and running right past her with tears in your eyes.

'Y/n wait!, what's wrong?'

'Why don't you ask Steve?!' You yell back sobbing before going to your room and slamming the door.

After a while of sitting on your bed and fiddling with your fingers the door opens, Steve slides into your room and you give him a death glare.

'What's wrong?' He asks innocently and you let out a pained chuckle.

'What's wrong?, I don't know, maybe the fact that I was a fucking bet!'

'What are you talking about?' Steve plays dumb and you know it.

'I heard!, I heard everything about how you and the other guys made a bet regarding who could get me to sleep with them the fastest...that's what's wrong...'

'You weren't supposed to...you weren't supposed to find out...'

'Yeah no that makes me feel better...how much was it?' You ask.

He stays quiet which angers you even more.

'HOW MUCH!' You yell at him.

'10 bucks...'

'10?!, I would've given you 50 if that meant never sleeping with you...never getting my heart broken by you!, I told you that I...I love you and you still went on while you don't have the same feelings for me!'

'I'm sorry...' he apologises and you let out another pained chuckle.

'You know...I actually thought you were different, but I guess no matter what time they're from...men are always the same...'

'I swear I wasn't...I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings and I...I was stupid...'

'If you think a stupid bet is more important than our friendship then I don't want to talk to you ever again...'

'But y/n-'

'I want you to get out of my room right now...' you state calmly and you watch his whole body language change.

'Did I fucking stutter I said get out!' You repeat stern and he nods and steps back.

'Just know I'm sorry...' he opens the door and walks out again.

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'Fuck..'  You groan as you limp to the jet.

Your hand is clutching your side, the blood pouring from the wound and right through your fingers.

You weren't paying attention, your head still stuck on the whole betting thing for two days ago. You haven't even talked to any of the guys who participated, leaving Bucky, Thor, Loki and Bruce, Natasha and Wanda to talk to.

They don't know you actually know about the bet apart from Steve and the ones you do talk to. The others have zero clue but you're just as mad at them as you are on Steve.

'Y/n, are you okay?' Steve asks and you stick up your hand, signalling him to stop talking to you.

You walk past him and pull yourself into the jet. You struggle to get to a seat, you actually collapse onto the floor right in front of one.

'Shit y/n...' Bucky rushes past Steve and helps you up. He helps you sink into a seat.

You groan out in pain as Bucky sits down next to you. You lay your head back against the headrest and he takes your hand.

'Squeeze if it hurts...' he says and you look down to see his metal hand wrapped around yours.

You let out a grin and you squeeze lightly.

'Ouch..' he jokes and you smile at him, playfully smacking him on the chest.

You squeeze your eyes again and you shift in your seat.

'Keep breathing...' He suggests when he notices every time a pain wave hits you, you hold your breath. You give him a small nod.

Then the team slowly fills up the jet and Steve sits opposite of you with Tony, Clint and Sam next to him.

Every time you open your eyes you can see them looking at you with a concerned expression.

'How can you not have noticed him?' Tony asks.

'Well maybe if you hadn't organised that bet you made with one another I would have more focus on what's really important...'

'You know about that?'

'Yeah, I found out the morning after Steve won that fucking bet...'

'Listen y/n it was a joke-'

'Save it okay?, I don't ever want to talk to any of you again...a joke is supposed to be funny....aaah!' You squeeze Bucky's hand again.

'I already told you I was sorry...' Steve argues and you give him the ultimate death glare, it's a miracle he isn't spontaneously combusting.

'You don't just sleep with someone as a bet and when they find out just tell them you're sorry Steve what the fuck is wrong with you...' Bucky speaks for you.

He already predicted he'd lose you once you found out, well he lost you just like he thought he would.

He lost his best friend all because of a few dollars...