!poly Stucky Mafia. The boys have been working long hours for about a month. The three of you haven't had dinner together in all that time. You wanted your boys back, so with the help of Nat and Wanda (they work with the boys but have become your friends), you plan a relaxing vacation with a spa day. The boys don't like to be surprised, but you assured them their employees (not the word I want) would keep everything on track.
Just Trust Me
Poly!Mafia!Stucky x Reader
Words: 1000
Warnings: pre-kids canon
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"Honey?"
You turned your head slowly to the voice of your blonde boyfriend, smiling innocently as you continued putting clothes in a suitcase.
"Nothing," you mumbled quietly.
You had wanted this to be a surprise for the boys when they finally got home for the day. They'd spent so many hours this month working tirelessly with late nights in the office, bringing work home to work on it all hours of the night, and even skipping dinner so they could finish their work.
So, in an attempt to get them to relax, you enlisted the help of your appointed body guards, Wanda and Nat. With their help, you managed to block away a week for you and your boys to take off to some place tropical. Somewhere they wouldn't be needed and you three could be alone.
"Doll, I don't know what is going on here, but you're not leaving us," Bucky said as he began taking the clothes out of the suitcase, attempting to put them back in the closet where they go.
You began laughing at the man, watching as Steve aided him in putting all of the work you had accomplished back where it belonged.
"(Y/N), what's going on? Why are you laughing?" Steve asked, clearly getting frustrated by your dismissal of their feelings.
You sighed softly, kissing them both on the cheek before replying matter of factly, "I'm leaving for sure. But you guys are coming with me."
They both sighed heavily, laying the clothing in their hands back in the luggage.
"Doll, I don't know," Steve started, hands pulling his tie unloose as Bucky kicked his shoes off.
You rolled your eyes at him, walking to Bucky and wrapping your hands around his tie. You began pulling his tie off of him as you muttered to him in an attempt to not let Steve hear you, "Buck, tell Stevie that you two deserve a break."
Steve chuckled at you, slowly stalking his way closer to the two of you so he could hear adequately.
You continued, already knowing that Steve would let his nosiness get the best of him, "You two have been working so much lately. You've been working late at work, bringing work home, ignoring me..."
Steve had made it over to you and Bucky, cutting you off with his hands around your waist and chin on your shoulder. He watched as you began unbuttoning Bucky's shirt for him and said, "We bring our work home so that we don't ignore you, doll face."
You huffed, dropping your hands from Bucky's shirt to turn around and face Steve, who's shirt had already been discarded. "Having me sit on a couch while you two work at desks is not paying attention to me."
Now was Bucky's turn to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you back against his body as he kissed at your neck to apologize. "We're sorry, doll. Work's been crazy-."
"Don't say sorry. Come with me," you cut him off, pouting slightly, but only Steve could see that.
Steve took a deep breath, realizing you weren't going to be giving up easily, and Bucky spoke up, "Where to, doll?"
You turned and smiled up at him, seeing an opportunity to get him to agree with you. "Somewhere tropical."
You saw Bucky contemplating the idea in his eyes, head tilting ever so slightly to the side as he gleamed over your head to Steve, who also seemed intrigued by the idea, but was always the last to budge.
Bucky kissed your forehead before leaning his against yours, whispering softly to you, "I think it's a good idea, doll."
You smiled widely at him, trying to ignore the obvious negativity from Steve on the other side of the room. "Honey, baby, bubs, what about work? Bucky, we can't just leave no one in charge and leave for a week. We're in the middle of a merger with Stark," Steve explained.
You turned around in Bucky's arms once more, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you closer to his body and pleaded silently to Steve with his eyes.
"Stevie, listen. I already have it worked out. Nat and Wanda helped me arrange everything. Wilson is in charge. No one will contact you unless it is dire. Nat, Wanda, and Barton are set to come with us, but at a distance so we won't even know that they're there," you explained softly, hands reaching out to Steve as he listened intently.
You could see Steve's expression soften, realizing you had gone through great lengths to make this work out for the three of you.
"Isn't she just perfect for us, Stevie?" Bucky cooed, his chin nestling into your neck as he hugged you from behind as you giggled.
Steve nodded once, a smile sneaking its way to his face as he made his way back over to you. "Thought of everything, then? How will we get there then, honey?" He asked cockily, lips ghosting over yours.
"I might have called over and got a Private Jet waiting for us for the next 24 hours... I didn't know when you boys would be coming home tonight," you shrugged, closing the gap between yours and Steve's lips.
Bucky laughed from behind you, shaking his head in awe at your determination. "I guess we should pack up then. Seems like some big oafs unpacked your luggage, doll."
You nodded, kissing Bucky's cheek quickly before removing yourself from their grasps, knowing if you stuck around in their arms any longer, you would end up in bed rather than a plane. "First one to pack up and be ready to leave get's to fuck me on the jet," you teased, zipping the suitcase of your clothing on the floor.
Both boys rolled their eyes at you, attempting to keep their cool at your childish wager, but once their gazes met one another they quickly scrambled to get ready, leaving you to laugh at them softly.
