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You could feel his eyes on you all night. From the red carpet to the after-party, it was like he was transfixed. You tried not to make it too obvious that you had noticed, but you couldn’t help sparing a glance in his direction every once in a while. Even while you were talking to Brian, you were very much aware of the set of brown eyes watching you from across the room.

You had asked Lucy to help you pick out your dress for the BAFTAs, and clearly, she knew what she was doing. You and Joe had recently started seeing each other, and you were trying to keep it low-profile. He had so much going on in his life that adding a public relationship to it would not have been the best. However, if he kept staring at you the way that he was, he was sure to give it away.

Throughout the night, you steadily made your way around the room, mingling with various other people and trying to keep your distance from the one person you wanted to be closest to. Out of the corner of your eye, you watched as he finished drink after drink, and you wondered how long it was going to be before he approached you.

“Have you noticed Joe acting strangely? I just tried to talk to him, and he just kept mumbling and wouldn’t stop looking around the room.”

You looked up at Gwilym and gave him a small smile. You knew exactly why Joe was acting so weird, but you didn’t answer. You just shrugged and took another small sip of your champagne to hide your smile. The fact that your dress was big enough of a distraction to hinder his conversations brought a joy that you had not been expecting.

After a few more minutes of talking with Gwilym, you excused yourself to the ladies’ room, making sure to pass by where Joe was standing so that you could give him the subtle hint to follow behind you. You had grown tired of the cat and mouse game, and you wanted to be able to be close to him, if only for a second.

You waited out in the empty hallway for a few minutes before Joe appeared in front of you. The glass that he had been holding before was gone, and he had his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He looked up at you as you leaned against the wall, and a smile slowly spread across his lips. When he approached you, he didn’t reach out for you, instead choosing to wait until you made the first move. You found this surprising, considering the amount of alcohol you had watched him consume throughout the night.

His brown eyes were darker than normal, his pupils dilating both from the low light and seeing you. He came to a stop right in front of you, close enough that you could feel his presence but far enough away that he wasn’t touching you. You could hear the dull roar of the people talking inside the large hall, but you had been watching carefully which hallway people seemed to frequent, and this one was one that often went ignored.

Your hand reached out to brush against the front of his suit, your fingers nimbly undoing the buttons on the jacket so that you could slip your hands inside. He was warm to the touch, even through his dress shirt, and you hummed as you stepped closer so that you were almost pressed up against him. When your eyes lifted to meet his, he was still staring down at you, a small smirk on his lips.

“Are you going to kiss me, or just keep staring?” you asked, your hands still running up and down his sides. A light laugh fell from his mouth as his hand came up to cup your cheek, and he dipped his head to bring his lips to meet yours.

He tasted like whiskey, but you didn’t mind. It was a soft, sensual kiss, almost the complete opposite of what you were expecting. Joe was always one to surprise you.

“Do you know how hard it was to keep myself from ravishing you in the middle of that room?” he asked before pressing another quick kiss to your mouth. You smiled into it, pressing your body even closer to his.

“I never could have guessed from all your staring. You might want to tone it down, because Gwilym was a little suspicious.”

Joe shrugged, and wrapped his arms tightly around you in a firm embrace. You sunk into his chest, feeling completely relaxed for the first time all night. You deeply wanted to be able to do this no matter where you were, but you understood that it wasn’t the right time to go public. Besides, you would take him any way that you could get him.

“We should probably get back out there. It shouldn’t take us this long to ‘use the bathroom’,” Joe teased, and you nodded.

The two of you stepped apart, and you allowed him to go first. You watched him as he disappeared through the door, and then you counted to thirty before you followed him. You immediately found Gwilym again standing near the bar, and you went over to resume the conversation that you had been having.

“I was beginning to wonder if I needed to come check on you,” Gwilym laughed, and you tried not to look embarrassed. You had been so wrapped up in Joe that you didn’t realize how long you had been gone. “But then I realized you were in good hands.”

You paused, your eyes slowly trailing up to meet Gwilym’s. There was a knowing look on his face, and you couldn’t help but look over your shoulder at where Joe was talking with Ben.

“What are you-“ you started to ask, but Gwilym’s laugh stopped you.

“When I went to talk to Joe, he said that he had to use the bathroom too. However, the hallway he went to doesn’t even have a men’s room.”

You closed your eyes, and you couldn’t help but giggle. You hadn’t even thought about which areas might have both men’s and women’s bathrooms.

“Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone.”

You were thankful that Gwilym had been the one to notice and not anyone else. You knew that you could trust he would keep your secret until you were both ready to share it on your own. You gave him a grateful smile and allowed yourself to look over at Joe again. This time, his eyes caught yours and he gave you a playful wink. Your heart fluttered in your chest and a warmth spread through your body. Secret or not, you wouldn’t change your relationship for anything.

Thank you doll! I’m gonna give you #17 with Bucky cuz that’s who you said first if that’s okay? If you’d rather Steve let me know. ♥

Your prompt is: “Just because I don’t physically show you that you hurt me, doesn’t mean you didn’t.”

Bucky Barnes:

Military Brat - Part 1 - Part 2- Part 3- Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Epilogue

Dancing On My Own - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Mr. Mom - Part 1

Whatever Makes You Happy

Watch Him

As Long As I’m Around

Flyboys

My Girl (Part 2)

Steve Rogers:

Magic Touch

Sound of Thunder

Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes:

Instead - Part 1 - Part 2 - Final

Tony Stark: