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Tweak says, "It's not my club. Not my rules"

Evangeline Moreau (donewithnights) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2020-01-20 21:15:00

Who: Bucky Barnes and Claire Temple
What: Uh oh
When: Early on the 20th
Where: Bucky and Clint's room

It was normal for Claire to wake up with the long line of someone at her back, she tended to keep to her side when it came to sleeping, but in the early hours she was happy for someone special to get a little closer. She'd been up late with John drinking a few glasses and eating broccoli and pepperoni pizza at the bar like the true pillars of health they were as they watched their Spider Creep work and she'd got a piggyback home to bed some time later. So her head was kind of foggy as she stretched and rolled and pushed her face into someone's neck.

Which was when things got a little hairy. Literally. When the long hair tickled her nose and a few moments of slow thinking later she opened her eyes. It wasn't like he was a stranger, they knew each other like she knew everyone in their small town. But that was not one of her people. Claire scrambled backward, knocking her head on the bed frame and swearing as she tried to get her feet under her.

"Why am I never wearing pants?" She wondered allowed, thinking back to when she'd arrived there wearing just a man's shirt and nothing else. In that moment she missed the shirt, naked and one arm crossed over her chest as she stood there waiting to wake up from that naked in public dream. But then she was overwhelmed with shooting pain right through her and it sent her lurching forward back onto the bed.

"This is not where I parked my car," Claire groaned as she glanced around what was not her bedroom and not her boyfriend.

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sgt_barnesjb
2020-01-28 12:13 am UTC (link)

Nobody would've batted an eyelash in the 1930's and 40's if they saw Bucky Barnes sneaking a gal out into a cab or getting into one himself at odd hours of the night to go home after a tryst. It wasn't unlikely at all. But in the present time, Bucky was a monogamous man. An honest, faithful husband to Clint and he loved him deeply. Bucky wouldn't pretend to know the ins and outs of Claire's love life, but he was pretty sure he could confidently say that whatever put them in a bed together wasn't of their own doing. Something else had done it.

Maybe something that put them in horror-filled forest and Pokemon villages and brought all of them there in the first place? That sounded reasonable, in a crazy, outlandish sort of way.

"Yeah, I need to find Clint," Bucky said. And get dressed. Because clothes were a total thing that he needed to put on while a person he wasn't married to was in his house. Before he could do or say more than that, Claire's actions told Bucky immediately that she was in some sort of pain and he reached out to touch her back, concern etched into his features. "Claire, what was that? Are you okay?"

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donewithnights
2020-01-28 04:04 am UTC (link)

She'd been trying to head in the other direction and it hadn't worked, that was for sure. What ever had brought her there was keeping her there, close enough to Bucky to see the worry in his soft eyes. "I'm okay," she said as she rubbed her chest, the pain gone as quick as it had come now that she was back beside him.

"I'd suggest you try but," Claire gestured at all his nakedness underneath his sheet. "Do you want to get dressed I'll-" she covered her eyes with a sigh.

"This place is so fucked," she said as she looked down at her lap. "I swear God is an asshole."

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sgt_barnesjb
2020-01-28 04:56 pm UTC (link)

Bucky was a pretty smart guy, quick-thinking and strategic. To him, it was now very apparent that there were other worldly forces at play here. He didn't need to understand the 'why' part just yet. Instead he was focusing on the 'what' part. What was happening? They'd woken up in a bed together. When Claire tried to get up to go, she was thrown back at him. So, that meant that they were stuck together, quite literally. And he highly doubted that they were the only two people in town in this situation. It would explain why Clint wasn't in bed (explain was a term loosely used since there were still so many unknowns), and why Claire was.

"You've got that right," he said when she said that the town was fucked. As much as Bucky wanted to stay in town forever, he had to admit that there was some fucked up shit going on every now and then. This was just another incident in a long list of situational circumstances that were pretty inconvenient.

"Let me uh, try to--" He turned to put his legs over the side of the bed. Thankfully his clothes weren't strewn about the whole room. Just right next to the bed. He managed to pull on his pajama bottoms, but since she was wearing his shirt he could only get half dressed. "Maybe we should try to move together?"

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donewithnights
2020-01-29 10:02 am UTC (link)

She didn't look as he got dressed, her hand on her face as she glanced down at her lap and gave a sigh. "All this and I'm such a good person I didn't even peek at the hot naked guy," Claire lamented with a sigh. Although knowing this place nothing was ever over fast and she'd probably get a chance later on. There were far worse people to wake up next to than this guy.

Claire shifted closer, pulling the shirt down to cover herself as she moved to sit on the edge beside him. "Okay, if we're going to go find your husband I need pants," she suggested because they were both only half dressed.

"And then we need to find Peter and John, he might be able to help with this," Claire added because if anyone could it would be Constantine. She stood up and this time as long as they moved together it was painless. In fact she could take a step away and then nearly another one before she felt that pull, a warning of what would happen if she pushed it.

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sgt_barnesjb
2020-01-29 05:32 pm UTC (link)

Bucky could likely recall a few times he'd woken up naked with a dame he hadn't realized he'd gone to bed with due to some heavy drinks in the past but that was decades ago. This was definitely not those sort of circumstances. Were he not married and stupid in love, and were she not involved with others as well, it might've been a whole different outcome to wake up naked together. But circumstances were what they were, and he knew she must be just as concerned about her people as he was about his husband.

"I've got some sweats with a drawstring. They'll be took big for you but it'll at least be something?" He suggested. "Let's.. try to get up?" Bucky stayed close to her and on the count of three, motioned for her to stand with him. In stride, they moved to the dresser where he pulled out of pair of grey sweat pants for her, then grabbed one of Clint's shirts for himself. Shoes were next on the agenda, and again they were going to be too big for her but he couldn't fathom her going out in the snow with bare feet. "I don't -- I don't know where to look. Maybe Lucky can find him. And Maybe we'll run into Peter or John along the way." They looked a hot mess, but Bucky offered her his arm anyway. "Shall we?"

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