Fanfiction request from marvel. reactions! Like always, the first chapter is kind of short but the story needed to be started somewhere. XD

This is going to be updated side by side with my other fanfic request; Circles of Confusing Love (Star Wars fanfiction)!

I don't own Marvel or any partnership with them.

It's not easy living with someone. There were arguments on who's stuff goes where and bickering over decoration placement. Then there would be flying weapons, airborne fists, soaring feet, and a few bullets. And that's how Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes ended up in a little two story building far, far away from anyone.

The fight started when Steve tried to make a 21st century joke similar to what Tony usually did. Instead he insulted Bucky (somehow). Bucky punched him and yelled some cuss words, which Steve scolded at him for saying those. Within seconds a humongous fight broke out between them. When Bucky pulled out his shotgun and shot at Steve's shield, Tony Stark and his best friend Rhody suited up and separated the two.

"This is MY tower!" Screeched Tony. "Don't you dare destroy it!"

"Man, we should put them in a little house waaaayy from anyone!" Exclaimed Rhody.

And that's how Bucky and Steve ended up in the two story house. Things worked out, for the most part. Bucky didn't try and destroy New York City, Steve didn't crack any more Tony jokes and Tony was happy. Now the Avengers Tower was in peace.

Right now Steve was sitting on the couch and playing with the remote. He wondered why a simple box (TV) could have so many things for buttons to control. Better yet, how did they control the TV? The remote wasn't plugged in.

Suddenly Bucky hurdled the couch, grabbed the remote, and plopped down right next to Steve. He flipped it on and changed the channel to some movie.

"Bucky!" Whined Steve. "I was using that!"

"You were staring at it, freaking out that something might explode if you hit the wrong button. You're like and old grandma! And no, I wanna watch this movie."

Steve looked up at the movie. It was called Captain America: The Winter Soldier. "Didn't you cry at this the last time you watched it?" Asked Steve.

"Shut up!" Bucky snapped defensively. "And yes I did. But who cares! This company Marvel did such an awesome job!"

Steve rolled his eyes. But having nothing better to do he settled in and watched the movie.

At the end Bucky was crying. Steve was emotionless. Which was odd. Usually it was the other way around.

"How do you not have the feels!?" Wailed Bucky.

"The what?" Steve still needed to work on his 21st century slang.

"How are you not crying!?"

Steve shrugged. "No idea. But it was all about you even though I'm the main character. And you had everything happen to you. I just want to know. How come we don't have all our abilities? Shouldn't a movie show everything we can do? Or did they really want to establish that bromance between you and me?"

Not it was Bucky's turn to raise an eyebrow. "Bromance?"

"Get with the times, Buck."

Bucky huffed. "Like you are so with it! You know what? Go back to trying to destroy the TV with the remote!" He shot the remote at Steve and stomped off.

Steve frowned. "Someone's mad." He went back to working with the remote.

As he did, he thought about what he had just said. Bromance. That was really weird. He and Bucky didn't have a close relationship, did they? No! They were just friends! Movies in these days were really weird.

Finally he gave up on the remote. Frustrated, Steve dropped the remote and manually turned off the TV. He went into the kitchen. Bucky once told him food is the cure to everything and Steve had never tried that. Now was the perfect time.

He grabbed a cheese stick and bit into it. That's when Bucky came in. Bucky stared at Steve in an odd way. "What?" Asked Steve.

"Who bites their cheese stick?"

"There's another way to eat it?"

Bucky face palmed. "You PEEL it!"

Steve studied the stick. Peel it? "But it's not a banana!"

Bucky growled. He reached into the fridge and found a cheese stick of his own. Then he peeled it. "See?"

"That's gross."

"You don't have a life." And Bucky left again, peeling his cheese.

Steve shook his head. What was he going to do with his friend? He left, still biting his cheese like a normal person (or un-normal from Bucky's point of view).

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