The Mimic (HE/HIM VERSION)

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Peter was in trouble. He was in so much trouble.

"I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, Mr Barnes! I'm sorry!" He cried out. Peter and y/n were sprinting down the hallways of the compound, and Bucky wasn't far behind. Bucky was running as fast as he could in attempt to chase them down, but a mimic and a kid with spider-like reflexes were pretty hard to catch. "I'm going to kill you, Parker!" He yelled, the magnets still stuck to his arm. His only rule was that there were no magnets allowed on his arm. That was his only rule, and Peter had broken it. Of course, y/n had too, but he couldn't be mad at him. He had an excuse to be mad at Peter, though. He and Sam always bullied the poor kid.

Peter had never been more scared in his life. "Please! I'm so sorry!" He shouted, continuing to sprint and make sharp turns in attempt to lose Bucky, but he was hot on his heels. "Why aren't you taking this seriously?! Come on, we can't slow down!" He asked with a frown, turning to look at y/n for a split second as they ran. He reached out for his arm, taking a tight hold as he pulled y/n around a corner. To Peter, this was life or death, and he was terrified.

Y/n was laughing. He was laughing to the point where his cheeks were beginning to hurt. He couldn't take this seriously, not one bit. They were being chased by his boyfriend, of course he wasn't going to be scared. Bucky would never hurt him, never in a million years. His eyes widened slightly at the urgency, allowing Peter to drag him around the corner. "Okay, okay! You don't need to yank me." He huffed, slapping Peter's hand off of his arm. He knew the kid didn't mean it, but the grip he had on his arm was painful. God, he was just adding to the list of things that Bucky was going to be angry at him for. However, y/n's smile quickly came back as he turned around to see the angry look on Bucky's face. He laughed slightly, blowing a kiss just to tease him as he continued to sprint with Peter.

Bucky continued to chase the pair, his angry look seeming to falter when y/n blew a kiss at him. He shook his head fondly as a small smile begun to appear on his face. God, he knew what buttons to push to annoy him. "I'm gonna kill you!" He exclaimed, but it was in more of a jokey tone than his angry one. He could never be mad at y/n, it just felt impossible. And he knew that. He knew that and was using it to tease him, and it was working perfectly.

It didn't take long for y/n and Peter to split off into different directions, both believing it was the best way to lose Bucky. Y/n managed to slip into the first open room that he saw, laughing and gasping for air. God, he hadn't had to run that fast for a long time. He pushed the door shut, a smile still plastered across his face as she listened to Peter continue to shout apologies. Y/n wiped the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand, finally turning around to figure out what room he'd run into. The sight of what he'd just walked in on caused his eyes to widen in shock, frozen in place. "I-" He paused, trying to process the whole situation. "Should I just leave?"

There were so many rooms that y/n could've hidden in, and he managed to pick the room that Cassie had chosen for her tea party. Sam's bedroom. The whole bedroom was covered in little party decorations and toys, but the main attraction was the centre of the room. Sam, Steve, Thor, and Vision were all sat on tiny plastic chairs around a tiny table. They all had little tiaras on their heads, and feather boas in different colours. Vision was holding out a tiny teacup, his pinky sticking out to make sure he was showing correct tea party etiquette. Sam was holding onto the teapot, pretending to pour more tea into everyone's cups. Steve looked the most uncomfortable, and rightly so. He could barely fit on the plastic chair anyway, and now he had to deal with keeping balance with the cast on his leg. Thor seemed to be the most trained when it came to tea parties, happily helping Cassie hand out slices of cake to the toys at the table. He adored time with Cassie, he probably liked it more than Scott did. Which sounded odd, but it was true. He had travelled down from Asgard just for the tea party.

Cassie was the most unimpressed of them all when y/n burst into the room. She stood at the head of the table, her arms crossed over her chest in a bossy manner. She had the shiniest tiara on, of course, and she even had a little princess dress on. This was her tea party, and someone was intruding. "Yes please." She said with a fake smile, pointing toward the door. God, Cassie had some attitude when it came to the things she wanted to do. The guys seemed more like hostages than party guests. But, y/n knew better than to interfere with one of Cassie's games.

Y/n quickly nodded, pressing his lips together so he didn't laugh at the sight before him. "Okay, okay. I'm going." He hummed, slowly making his way back toward the door. But, before he left, y/n quickly snapped a picture of them all. He laughed at the sound of their gasps and complaints, quickly rushing out of the room and clicking the door shut. A mischievous smile appeared on his face as he stared down at the photo on his phone, that was one for the scrapbook. He took a few steps backward, his eyes still glued to his phone as he sent the photo over to Natasha. But, as he took his final step back, he backed straight into someone. His eyes widened in surprise, slowly slipping his phone back into his pocket as she stood up a little straighter. He knew exactly who it was, and not just because of the colourful blur of a metal arm at the side of his eye.

"I've caught you, Doll." Bucky chimed with a smirk.