❨ 𝑽𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑮𝑶                 . . .                   𝑏𝘰𝘰𝑘 𝑖𝑖 ❩
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𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 of 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 ❜

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𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍,                       𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆'𝒔

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙽 !

DIANA HAD COME out of training, a thin sheet of sweat stuck to her skin, her breathing heavy. Bucky's kicks hurt. He had kicked her in her chest, his heavy boot forcing some air out of Diana's lungs. He apologized profusely, trying to help Diana in getting some air by putting a fan near her nose, letting the air consume her.

"It's alright," she sputtered, "you just need to put a little less force in your kick when your training with us."

She now sat on the couch, her long leg stretched out on the fabric, regulating her breathing, eyes closed as she calmed her heartbeat. "Hey," Bucky said as he sat down on the arm of the couch. She peeked through a cracked eye, smiling at Bucky's figure. "You might not want to sit on that. Tony will flip."

"He doesn't have his metal suit on."

"And you don't have your metal arm, so it's tied."

Bucky nodded, "yeah, I guess it kinda is."

"Oh, yeah, you got the super-soldier serum and he doesn't." Diana smiled at him, leaving butterflies inside Bucky's stomach. He wanted to take it slow with her and hoped that she would understand why. "Hey," he says, getting Diana's attention, "wanna play a game?"

"What game?" She turns to him, elbow perched on the back of the couch.

"20 questions."

"Why?"

"I wanna get to know you. The real you."

"Okay, shoot."

"Fine, what was the first candy you've ever eaten?"

Diana thought long and hard, recounting all her memories of the time she first had sweets. She shook her head. "I remember that it was an Israeli chocolate that has the popping candy inside it - what's it called?" She starts doing a little hand motion where she wiggles her fingers in front of her lips, looking out into space as she tried to think of the name.

The name immediately pops into Bucky's mind. "Pop Rocks?"

"Yeah! Pop Rocks! Thank you!"

Bucky was amazed at this candy that she had told him about. Chocolate? With Pop Rocks? It was two of his favourite things together! He has eaten Pop Rocks while living in Bucharest, having a shelf dedicated to the stuff. It was invented in 1956 (a fact that he read on the back) and it was close to the 40's so it would be a slight throwback to the times before Hydra.

Another thought had popped into his head. Had she tried Reese's? It was amazing, and he would be shocked if she never tried it.

"Have you ever tried a Reese's peanut butter cup?"

Diana raised an eyebrow. "A cup made of peanut butter that has a name of Reese's? What is that?"

Bucky was appalled. How did she not know what it was? "It's a small little chocolate candy with peanut butter stuffed in it. The brand's name is Reese's," he explained, showing a small little circle with his thumbs and forefingers. "Really? Peanut butter and chocolate? Put together? How does that taste?"

Bucky sat up straighter, his face brightening. "It's amazing, the peanut butter and chocolate has the perfect balance of sweet and salty. Whoever decided to put the two things together is a God of Wisdom!"

"Isn't Athena the Goddess of Wisdom, not a person that put two things together?"

"It's a figure of speech, Diana."

"Oh."

Bucky chuckled and smiled at the demigoddess, pulling her into a side hug. Her cheeks were tinged pink, a sheepish smile tugging on her lips. "Wanna try one?" "One what?" Diana asks. "A Reese's cup." She nods, smiling, "okay."

Bucky released her and walked quickly into his room, looking through a drawer full of candy for the legendary orange and brown packaging. There was only one left, standing out through the other brown and black packages of sugary treats. It had two Reese's in it, so he and Diana could share easily. He hurried back out, seeing Diana waiting patiently for him as she watched the news. The title on there was 'The Avengers: Saviors or wanna-be's?' There was a photo of them, all standing weary after the Battle of Sokovia. Thor and Diana were sitting together, talking animatedly with their hands. They seemed to be talking about something they both shared. One was that they were gods, and the other was that both were born of lightning.

"Here it is." Diana turned to see Bucky sitting next to her, holding an obnoxious looking rectangle.

"Is that it?"

"Yeah," he thrust the thing out to her, "want to open it?"

She took it from him, her deft fingers pulling open the tabs on the back. "Do you like peanut butter?"

"Yeah," she nods, "I've just never tried it with chocolate. Oh, there's two!"

Bucky watches the tv, seeing Diana in a fighting stance in front of a Chitauri in the Battle of New York. It was a slightly blurry picture due to the explosions shaking the earth and possibly even fear. He feels a tap on his shoulder, the sweet scent of chocolate filling his nose as he turned his head, one of the cups in his face. Diana was doing a little dance in her seat, moving her body rhythmically from side to side. "I feel like Willy Wonka, I'm so excited right now," Bucky took the candy.

Diana giggled. "Where is he?"

Bucky watched her intently at her, waiting for her reaction. She was slowly peeling off the wrapper around it. She saw Bucky in the corner of her eye. "Oh, now I'm nervous."

"Cheers," Bucky held up his to clink it against hers, and she repeated the same word to him. They took a bite, Bucky seeing Diana's eyes close as an expression of pleasure as the amazing taste spread across her tongue. She loved the exact sweet and salty ratio.

"How is it?"

She held up two thumbs-up in response, peeking an eye open to see Bucky's triumphant expression. "She loves it! She loves it!" He threw up his arm.

After she ate the last bit of the patty, she looked to him for more questions. "That was already two."

"How was it two?"

"You asked me if I liked Reese's, and I said I never tried it, that's two."

"Okay. What's your favourite colour?"

"Red. You?"

"Red and black."

"Favorite movie?"

"E.T."

"The movie about the little wrinkly alien and the boy in the flying bike?" Diana raised an eyebrow. Bucky furrowed his, "yeah. It's so innocent, I love it."

"So it's innocent, okay, got it. Mine is Titanic."

"Really, the movie about the boat that sank and one lovebird lost the other lovebird? Please." Bucky retorts. "Bucky, it's my favourite movie all because of the fact that Titanic is real and E.T. isn't." Bucky scoffs. She got him there. "Favorite show?"

"Game of Thrones," they chorus.

AFTER THEIR GAME, Diana and Bucky were tired. The game had turned from '20 questions' to 'talk until you feel your cheeks fall from your face'. They had fallen asleep on the couch, heads leaned against each other, soft snores escaping them.

This is all they needed. Each other, even though they wanted to take it slow - as they agreed - and how to try to figure out as much as they could about the other individual.

Two people who were different, but the same. One misunderstood, the other good, both honourable and both in love.