Summary: Bucky stays with his little daughter alone in the house when you’re off to work. He has to look after her and when she hides from him, Bucky gets worried. But when he finally finds her, she has something important to tell him…
Warnings: none
Words: 1134
Author:Rouge
Y/D/N – you daughter’s name
„She was born with a hurricane for a soul, haha!” Bucky tilted his head a bit as he glared at your daughter. She was playing at the wooden floor with her beloved plush toys, punching a teddy bear with a plush zebra on and on, mumbling something under her breath.
You rolled your eyes as you looked at their reflection in the mirror in front of which you were standing, buttoning your white shirt, smoothing it with your hand. “Do you remember what I’ve told you, James?” You asked rather softly, smiling at him as you turned head to face your beloved man.
He nodded eagerly. “Of course, I do,” he said in a deep voice of his. “Don’t ya worry, Y/N, I’ll take care of our girl. You can go to work.”
You laughed shorty as you picked your purse up. “Last time when you told me this, our house has turned into a mess that I had to deal with for a few long days, darling,” you smirked at him, shaking your head slightly. “I hope this time it’s gonna look better, James.”
He sighed, rolling his blue eyes. “Yea. You have my word. We’ll be good this time, I swear. No playing with food, Y/D/N!” Bucky looked at your daughter.
She glared at him with those little, pursed lips of her, and you couldn’t stop yourself from laughter.
“Mommy, go!” Little girl blabbed loudly, punching her teddy bear. “Dada! I! Lone!”
You blinked and giggled. “Yes, Y/D/N, mommy is going to work and you’ll be alone with daddy. Just be a good girl and listen to your papa,” you approached your daughter and crouched next to her to kiss top of her head.
She pecked your lips with her little finger and focused on her play again.
You came to Bucky and kissed him briefly. “I’ll be back around 4 pm. Remember to make a meal for her,” you reminded him.
He patted your shoulder with a wild smile on his lips. “Yea, yea, I remember, go now, Y/N!” He almost pushed you outside of the house.
You rolled your eyes with a smile and walked to your car. You got in, started an engine and drove down the street, trying not to look into a rear-view mirror.
Bucky was watching some show in TV. He didn’t even know why he was watching it. He didn’t laugh when he was supposed to, he didn’t feel any tension during the drama, he barely followed the plot. He was just sitting there, next to the Oreo packet until, to his surprise, they all were gone. It was when he realized that something was wrong. He didn’t hear his daughter.
Bucky felt the panic begin like a cluster of spark plugs in his abdomen. Tension grew in his face and limbs. His breathing became more rapid, more shallow. The last time he trusted her out of his sight, his daughter almost broke her little hand when she fell off the porch straight onto a pavement.
“Y/D/N!” He said loudly but there was no response from her.
Bucky went quickly to girl’s room. She wasn’t there.
“She’s hurt. She’s bleeding. She needs me and I’m not there.” All these thoughts were running through his head on and on, he could barely breathe.
Second later, he heard a soft giggles and within blink of an eye, he felt relief.
“Y/D/N? Where are you, sweetie?” Bucky asked quietly, getting on his knees and looking under the bed. She wasn’t there either.
“Cold, dada!” Bucky heard sweet voice of his daughter from a vicinity and he sighed, little smile crept onto his lips.
He got up and rested his metal hand on his hip. Bucky looked around trying to figure out, where his little girl was hid. “Y/D/N,” he called softly, “c’mon, don’t fool your daddy, huh?” He opened door to her closet. There was nothing more but her clothes.
Another soft giggle, this time it came from closer distance then before. Bucky smirked, he was getting closer to her.
“Hey, kitty, kitty! Where is my little, cute girl?” Bucky walked around the room, checking all the places she could be hidden in but without a result.
And then he noticed her. He blinked, Bucky didn’t even try to hide his astonishment.
She was sitting on the top of her closet, rolled in a ball, observing him with her little blue eyes and smirk on her lips. When she noticed he was glaring up at her, she knelt and clapped her little hands, cheering. “Dada, dada! Did it!” Girl bounced on her knees like she was dancing to music only she could hear.
Bucky laughed loudly and went to the closet, reaching his hands and opening his arms for her. “C’mere, Y/D/N. Come to papa,” he encouraged her.
Girl nodded and crawled to the edge of the closet and simply jumped into her father’s arms.
Bucky hugged her tightly, kissing girl’s cheeks. “Don’t do this ever again to me, baby. Daddy was worried you got hurt. Beside, how did you got there?” He asked as he put her down on the floor, kneeling in front of her.
Girl moved like her knees were just hinges, wobbling to and fro before falling on her bottom. Then she clapped like it was all part of the plan and rolled to her stomach to get up again. When she did, she spun around herself, tossing hems of her tulle skirt, giggling. “Dada! I grow, I be like uncle Falcon! I will be a birb, dada!” She clapped her hands and jumped few times, laughing.
Bucky blinked few times, chuckling with a consternation. “Excuse me, young lady, what did you say, huh?” He had to hear it again, Bucky wanted to laugh so hardly but he was trying his best to keep a straight face. He pulled out a phone from his pocket and started recording his daughter. “Can you repeat what you’ve just said, Y/D/N?”
She nodded with a smirk. “Yes, dada! I will be birb like uncle Falcon before me!” Girl said proudly.
Bucky turned the filming off, he quickly clicked on ‘share’ button and send the short video to you and Sam with a note: “someone has a new idol and, surprisingly, it’s not me.”
Bucky’s daughter giggled, waving her arms for the pick-up she knew was coming, but before she was hoisted high, she was on her bottom again.
Bucky couldn’t stop himself from laughing this time. He picked girl up and rocked her in his arms, cuddling with her. “I love you, little bunny.” He said firmly, stroking her cheek with his metal finger.
She grabbed his metal hand and nuzzled to it. “Love dada too.” She stated simply and it was enough to melt Bucky’s heart.
Summary: Former Winter Soldier isn’t sure who he really is. Struggling with the dark past and the metallic voice in his head, he tries to recoup what he had lost.
Warnings: None at this point.
Words: 548
Authors:Beast
A/N: I’ve decided to create my first Bucky’s POV story, hope y’all enjoy it.
“Who do you think you are?” Asks the voice deep inside his head.
I don’t know who am I anymore, he thinks, grinning sadly. He looks down at his metal fingers and how they’re glistening in the setting sun as he stretches them slowly.
The wind blows him straight in the face but he doesn’t mind it at all. Practically, he likes it.
He spent another day by lurking along city streets, without any particular reason. He enjoyed getting lost in the street buzz. And Bucharest was an adorable place to be lost in. The streets were saturated with the remains of communism, although the renewed parts of the city were pulsating with modernized life.
Now, he was sitting at Dâmbovița River, leaning his back against an old linden. Unexpectedly, man shivers when the same voice as before says something loudly inside his mind.
“You’re nothing, just a piece of trash that nobody has ever needed,” voice is getting louder and louder with every second.
SHUT UP!, he shakes his head. You’re not real.
This time, however, the voice doesn’t seem to disappear. “Murderer. You’ve killed so many innocent people. Who do you think you are?
He gets up from the ground and hits the tree’s trunk with metal fist several times. I am not a FUCKING MURDERER!, he screams, he doesn’t pay any attention to few people that stare at him in disbelief.
But the voice gets only louder, spreading through his mind and reaching every single part of his body. "You’re nothing but Winter Soldier, serial killer, piece of trash, the unnecessary system bug which should be removed as soon as possible. But don’t ya worry, they’re coming for ya.”
He turns head around, his hood falls almost on his eyes. He’s afraid, like an animal that got into the hunter’s trap. Are THEY really coming after him???
“Are you okay, sir?” An old woman comes to him, tilting head aside a bit. “Do you need help?”
He struggles with a will to ran. He gently pushes the woman and goes ahead but sinks onto his knees after few steps.
“MURDERER.” The voice keeps humming. “MURDERER, MURDERER, MURDERER!”
He catches his head and with the corner of the eye, he can see how people take steps back as his metal limb is revealed. But he doesn’t care of them. Man only cares to get rid of that awful voice that is pounded somewhere to his brain. He wants to be deaf at all the screams he can hear in his mind and soul, the screams of people he has killed. And these metal clang of that fucking bionic arm! It tears his personality apart. He doesn’t know anymore if he’s a human being whether a machine without emotions.
But there’s a silver lining somewhere in his heart. A familiar male voice, he doesn’t recognize it but somehow it makes that nice warmth spreads across his flesh.
“… till the end of the line…”
At the same second, the metallic voice in his head tries to be louder to deafen the male voice. But he knows the male voice either way…
Man opens his steel blue eyes widely, the last rays of setting sun make them glisten with a comprehension. He screams.
Summary: Bucky Barnes is spending nice time by your side during common trip to Paris.
Warnings: none
Words: 974
Authors:Rouge
Request by: @karina-marina9 Request: Hi, can I ask for a one shot based on song named “Ben bazen”? I got into that kind of music lately, and I wondered if you could write something like this. I would like to read about Bucky and reader just fooling around during summer months, maybe they take a trip around the world?
A/N: I hope you’ll enjoy it! ♥
“… Ben bazen…” You were humming softly, resting your head against the window of a car.
“You do this again, Y/N!” Bucky couldn’t help but giggled loudly as he poked your side with his metal hand. “Calm down, soon we’re gonna get there, Y/N.”
“What?!” You improved your position, putting legs on a dashboard. “You don’t like me singing?”
“If I can be honest…” Bucky paused, so you turned your head toward him. He was grinning, looking straight at the road. “I like it from time to time but you sound more like a dying cat, honey.” Bucky shrugged and looked at you.
“Oh, you!” You pecked his lips and opened the window by your side, sticking head out.
“Watch out! I don’t want you to lose your head so easily.” Former Winter Soldier said as he briefly looked at you.
“Focus on the road, Buck!” You miffed but you curled your lips into a bright smile. “Shit, we’re here!”
In front of you, on the horizon, the Eiffel Tower loomed.
You squeaked, clapping your hands.
“Y/N, easy! It’s just a monument!” Bucky rolled his eyes as he looked for a place to park the car.
When he finally did, you jumped out of the vehicle.
“C’mon, Buck!!!” You were jumping in the place, doing everything to rush him.
“Easy, girl!” He closed the door and activated the alarm. Bucky put his leather, black jacket on and circled the car to grab you by hand.
The sun was going down slowly as you two were walking along the Avenue Pierre Loti.
A gentle wind was ruffling trees and grass, adding a specific charm to this moment.
You were walking slowly, proudly holding your head up and leaning a bit toward Bucky, who let your hand free only to wrap his metal arm around your waist.
“Ah, isn’t it beautiful?” You asked softly, breathing deeply.
“Mhm…” Bucky muttered, looking down at you.
You rolled your eyes, you were a bit annoyed.
“Buck, you know, how to be romantic.” You said with irony. “We’re at one of the most romantic cities on the planet and you are like ‘yeah, whatever’, seriously?” You stopped and slipped out of his grip, crossing arms on your chest. “Thanks, Buck.”
He blinked.
“What? I do like this place. I don’t know, what are you talking about right now.” Bucky shrugged slightly.
You turned with your back to him.
“Oh, come on, Y/N!” Bucky took a step toward you and placed his hands on your shoulders. “Don’t be like this. I didn’t mean anything bad, yea?” He put his chin on your left shoulder, only to kiss your neck shortly after. “Come on, honey.”
You smirked and giggled, reaching with your hand to his neck to stroke him there.
“You know that I can’t be mad at you for too long, don’t you?” You turned your head to him and kissed his lips. Bucky gave the kiss back, humming softly.
You grabbed his palm and pulled him ahead.
Soon, you and Bucky arrived at Eiffel Tower.
“Good morning, Mr. Barnes.” A guard smiled at Bucky and showed him the way.
You were surprised seeing, how you and Bucky were passing all the people from a queue by.
“Bucky?…” You asked quietly, tugging on his sleeve. “What’s going on?”
He only turned head to look down at you with a bright smile on his lips.
“You’ll see, Y/N.”
You were led on the highest floor, to the restaurant.
From this point, there was a beautiful view of the Paris skyline.
Bucky shifted a chair for you to sit and you politely took your place.
“Buck… How… I’ve heard that you have to book a place here few months before the trip… It’s a very fancy restaurant…” You smiled, feeling how blush was forming on your cheeks.
Bucky took a seat in front of you and reached for your hand above the table.
“I know. That’s why I made a reservation four months ago. Just for you, my love.” He gently nodded with a smile.
Your heart skipped a beat. He did this FOR YOU!
“Bucky…” You whispered when a waitress brought a bottle of red wine. “You shouldn’t have…”
“Hush.” Bucky put the metal finger to his lips. “Enjoy the moment, Y/N.”
Some time later, the dishes that you ordered have arrived.
“I would never say that you’ll do something like this for me.” You smiled at him, taking a bite of duck in spicy sauce. “It’s… I can’t find suitable words to describe how happy I am.” You were looking at him with love.
Bucky raised a glass of wine.
“To us. To another happy year.” He smirked softly.
You did the same.
“To me and my sweetest boyfriend. To our love.”
“Y/N, I have always wanted to ask you something. Many times I heard you singing ’ben bazen’. What does it even mean?” Bucky giggled quietly, putting the glass down.
You put your fork down and nodded.
“Indeed. ‘Ben bazen’ means ‘I sometimes’ in Turkish.” You explained simply. “I like the song with the similar title, it somehow stuck in my head some time ago.”
Bucky was looking at you. Suddenly, he got up and walked to your chair, reaching the hand toward you.
“Y/N, may I have this dance?” Bucky asked and it was when you realized that your favorite song was on.
“Oh, Gosh, Buck!” You blushed hardly but offered him your palm.
Within a minute, you and Bucky were rocking slowly to the music beat, being so close to each other.
“It was the best surprise I have ever gotten.” You climbed on your toes to kiss his bearded cheek.
Bucky pulled you closer.
“And you called me not romantic enough today, Y/N.” He poked your nose gently.
You both were dancing slowly, admiring the setting sun.
Summary: Bucky is so in love with you. The problem is that you don’t know about this fact yet…
Warnings: none expect a lot of fluffiness and Bucky being a sweet dork
Words: 2516
Authors:Cass & Beast
Bucky was looking at his metal arm that was glistening with raindrops.
He was sitting at the balcony of his room at the Avengers Tower.
It was raining but he didn’t care about getting wet. It was one of these days when he was completely lost in the thoughts that were running through his head.
“Y/N… Ah, Y/N.” Bucky mumbled under his breath and ran hand through his already wet bangs.
Truth was that Bucky, the former Winter Soldier, was so in love with you. Yet, he had never found a courage to speak his mind aloud.
“Y/N, hi. I was thinking that… No.. It doesn’t sound good…” He rubbed his beard. “Y/N. Would you mind me asking you to a…. Fuck.” He sighed deeply, hiding face in palms.
When he heard a knocking on his door, he went to open them.
You smiled at him standing in front of him but suddenly your smile faded away when you saw how wet he was.
“Bucky?! What happened? Have you been sitting at the balcony again? You will get sick one day.”
You entered his room and started to look for a fresh towel. When you found one, you walked to him and put it simply on his head. “I know that you and Stevie are both after this Super Soldier Serum or something like this but you two still need to take care of your health.” You sighed as you were gently wiping his hair.
Bucky pulled towel out of your hands and quickly wiped his hair.
“No.. I mean yeah. I was at the balcony. I like rain. It helps to focus. It helps to realize a lot of things…” He paused and giggled shortly after. “Am I the only one who has an impression that I keep on talking without sense?”
He looked at you but quickly turned head away as he realized that he was wearing an old checkered shirt and frayed jeans. “But. Why did you come here? I mean, do you need something?”
You looked at him and shrugged. “You missed your breakfast, Bucky. I and Steve got pretty worried about you. He asked me to check upon you.”
You took another tower and started to wipe his metal arm.
“How do you feel? Everything’s okay? I hope you won’t get sick..” You sighed sadly.
He shook his head slightly.
“I am used to being outside when it’s raining. And well, I am ill-tempered.” Bucky smiled proudly and briefly rubbed over his beard. “I am fine. I will eat dinner. Not hungry at the moment.”
Silence crawled between two of you. After few longer moments Bucky realized he was staring at you. He had been blinking few times before he dropped a statement. “You look beautiful in that green shirt, Y/N. It suits you.”
You giggled and nodded. “Yes, you are so "ill-tempered” that a few months ago you fainted at the gym with a fever of 40℃. Bruce had to put you into a bathtub filled with ice. I spend three weeks taking care of you.“ You looked at him with smile.
Then, you looked down at your shirt. "Oh… Thanks, Buck… I hate that shirt. I got it from Sam for Christmas. I wear it only so he can think it was a good gift.” You shrugged.
He gave a nod. “I see.”
Bucky swallowed hardly as he sat down on his couch. “Y/N… Listen. I have a business to you…”
Bucky wanted to bite his own tongue after saying these words but it was already too late.
You blinked and gave a nod. “Okay… What is it, Buck?” You asked and sat next to him on the couch.
“Would you mind me asking you for a….”
But Bucky wasn’t able to finish his sentence.
The door to his room was opened suddenly by Sam. “There you are, Barnes!” Man rolled his eyes as he stepped in. “Your boyfriend’s looking after you. You were about to go on a mission together, y’know, mate? Fury ordered this so no offence!” Sam put his hands up in the air but a mischievous grin didn’t leave his lips for a second.
You looked at both men. “Okay, so! I won’t bother you, Bucky. Dry yourself and get ready. We will talk when you will be back. Sam? During breakfast you said you wanna talk, right? So… let’s go and oh! Bucky!” You said and then smiled at him, “Good luck on your mission and be careful there. Please.” After these words, you left Bucky’s room.
As soon as door were closed again, Bucky laid down on his bed, he took a pillow and screamed loudly into its material.
He was so frustrated now, he was almost sure that Sam has wanted to ask you for a date.
Bucky was laying like this for about five minutes and then he got up.
He quickly got dressed, putting on dark cargo pants and black combat boots, dark pullover and a bulletproof vest on top of it. He put his hair into a ponytail and then left his room.
When Bucky left the room, you also were getting ready downstairs.
“Look, Buck! I am going on a mission with Sam! I can’t wait!” You jumped happily, already wearing your uniform.
You smiled at Steve. “Take care of Bucky, Steve. I want him to come back in one piece.” Then you looked at Sam. “I hope you will take care of me too.” You giggled.
Bucky smiled politely but as he was passing Sam by, he threw other man a cold glance.
When Bucky noticed you were busy by talking to Steve, he pinned Sam to the wall of the corridor.
“Try to get too close to her and I will rip your fucking wings out of that ridiculous suit, you get it, Wilson?” Bucky hissed, leaning down to Sam.
“Hey, hey, hey… What the hell got into you, Barnes.” Sam growled. “As far as we both know, she isn’t your property or anything. This isn’t your old, war times, pal. Girls won’t jump into your arms just because of your pretty face. First come, first served.” He muttered and pushed Bucky away then walked to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “Okay, enough talking, it’s time to go and take down those bad guys, am I right, Y/N?” Sam asked, grinning.
You looked at him and nodded. “Let’s go! See you later, guys!” You waved at Bucky and Steve and then left with Sam.
Steve looked at his friend. “Everything’s fine, pal?”
Bucky hit the nearest wall with his metal fist. “Fucking yes, Steven. Go on or we will be late again.” Bucky growled loudly, pushing Steve aside as he walked to the car.
He got into and looked at Steve. “You’re going or not?”
This was a tough mission even to Bucky.
He was in Europe with Steve and alongside him, Bucky was fighting with some new gang that was terrorizing few of largest European capital cities.
But he couldn’t focus on his duties at all. Especially during long, lonely nights, when his thoughts were drifting to you.
You sighed softly after a long day of fighting bad guys.
You sat on your bed and nuzzled to the pillow, thinking about Bucky.
Sam was really nice and funny but sometimes too annoying.
Weirdly, your thoughts were drifting to Bucky, you were missing him so much.
You closed your eyes and tried to catch some sleep, you couldn’t wait till next evening, when you was about to see Bucky again.
Steve and Bucky got out of the car at the driveway of Avengers Tower.
Both of men were tired after last few days.
Steve was grabbing some papers from the trunk and Bucky was packing his knives to the bag, when he saw with the corner of the eye that Sam’s car parked on the opposite side of the driveway.
Bucky, however, pretended to be busy with packing.
You were sitting on the couch in common living room.
You hissed quietly as Sam was stroking your leg that was bandaged. “I told you to be careful. Cap was right, you never listen, Y/N.” Sam sighed.
You giggled. “You know me. I try to do whatever I can. Even if I will get hurt. Just now I will have a problem… How I will be walking? Bruce said I can’t walk too much because of the injury.”
Sam smiled and gently rubbed your cheek. “Hey, I can take care of you.” He said and hugged you tight.
You nuzzled to him. “Thanks. You are a great friends, Sam.”
It was the moment when Bucky stepped into the room with Steve.
As Bucky saw you next to Sam, his face changed, reddening with a rage that was building in him.
“Hi, Y/N, Sam.” Steve nodded with a smile, he passed his friend and joined two of you on the couch. “How was it? Oh, Y/N! I knew you’ll come back hurt. As always. Our oaf!” He smiled at you, ruffling your hair.
Bucky was taking deep breaths, he was trying to calm himself down.
“C’mere, Buck, join us!” Steve winked at Bucky.
You giggled when Steve ruffles your hair. “Yup! That’s me, Cap. Come on Bucky, join us.” You smiled at him.
“Yea, join us Barnes.” Sam said and then pulled you onto his laps, you didn’t protest. “Look, now there’s enough of space for all four of us.” He said hugging you softly.
“How was your mission? Did everything go fine? Because like you can see, our mission wasn’t great in 100%.” You joked, pointing on your leg.
Bucky was staying in the same place without a move, soundlessly. He was only clenching his metal hand in fist from time to time.
“Thanks. I will stay.” He grunted through clenched teeth. “Our mission went amazingly well. We’ve wiped three entire towns off the bastards.” Man said, improving his bangs nervously.
You looked at Bucky. “Bucky… Is everything fine? You make me worried. Come on, join us. I missed you so much and I would like to hear more.” You asked and give him the sweetest smile ever.
It was enough to trigger Bucky.
“FUCKING NO! I won’t be sitting next to the fucker that still tries to steal my beloved woman! I FUCKING LOVE YA, Y/N!” Bucky yelled loudly, almost breaking down. “This fucker always has to be around you! He does it with premeditation! But if you like him so much to be sitting on his laps, I fuck this shit. Imma out of this!” Bucky screamed as he dropped his bag on the floor, then he turned around and left the room cursing under his breath.
All three of you blinked surprised at Bucky’s outburst.
Tony walked into the room and looked at Sam and you. “Fuck! So you wanna tell me that I have just really lost 500$? Because you got her before Barnes did?”
Sam sighed heavily and shook his head.
You looked at him with a frown. “Seriously Sam? You are the worst! Friday! Tell me where Bucky Barnes is.”
“Mr. Barnes is outside, Miss.” Robotic voice answered.
“Great. Stave? Would you be so kind? I can’t walk.” You asked looking at your friend.
Steve only nodded and then picked you up, he slowly walked outside with you.
Bucky was sitting at the stairs in front of Avengers Tower.
He was lazily playing with the lock of his dark brown hair.
Bucky let himself to shade few tears while thinking of you and Sam.
“Buck? I brought you someone. I think you two should talk.” Steve said softly and sat you down next to Bucky.
You looked at him and sighed. “Bucky… Hey. Talk to me… Listen. Sam… I really had no idea he was trying to do something. I thought he is just friendly.” You explained and gently touched his hand. “Please, don’t be mad at me.”
Bucky thrusted your hand down off his shoulder. “Don’t. Just don’t. You should go back to you bestie. He’ll be missing ya.”
Bucky shifted aside a bit, to be out of your range. “I am not good enough. I know this, okay? Don’t worry, I won’t be trying ever again.”
You rolled your eyes and moved closer to him. “Bucky. I don’t care about Sam now. Right now, I care only about you.”
You sighed and grabbed his hand. “Bucky, listen. No one said you are not good enough. You are more than that. Look at me, Bucky.” You put your hand to his cheek.
Bucky sighed and turned his head toward you. His big, blue eyes were looking deeply into yours, his lips was slightly opened.
“Hey there, handsome.” You said quietly, stroking his cheek. “Bucky. Sam isn’t more than just a friend. Really, that’s all. You are the one that I care the most. You are the one that I think about whole time.” You squeezed his hand with your other palm.
Bucky smiled gently and finally found a courage. He leant down to you taking your face in his hands, then he simply kissed your lips.
You purred quietly into the kiss and kissed him back. You smiled softly at him after the kiss. “Bucky? Before our mission… you have wanted to ask me something?”
Bucky nodded. “Yes, Y/N.” He giggled as he looked around. “Okay, I don’t see Sam around, so… Would you mind me asking you for a dinner? We can eat something tasty, dance a bit… I mean, I know a nice place… If you wouldn’t mind me asking you…”
You smiled and nodded. “That sounds almost perfect, Buck… But I need to say no…” You said sadly and looked away.
He stiffened. “W.. What… Why? Did I do something wrong?” Bucky asked with sadness in his voice.
You looked at him. “I would walk with you if there was no dancing.” You moved your injured leg. “I can’t dance with this leg.” You said and laughed.
Bucky shrugged. “Yes. I didn’t think of it. Imma sorry. Maybe next time then.” He raised corners of his mouth in sad smile.
You took his hand and kissed it. “How about a nice dinner and marathon of an old movies in your room, hmm? We will see where it will lead.” You said with mischievous grin.
He blinked and looked at you. Within second he got what you meant and grinned back at you. “I am just afraid Sam won’t be able to sleep that evening. And I’ll make sure of it.” He kissed your cheek briefly and laid his head on your shoulder.
You laughed and stroked his hair. “We both will make sure of it and… Tony has just won 500$.” You giggled and nuzzeld to him.
Bucky took a hold of your palm and giggled in a deep voice of his. “Haha, that’s good, if it’ll be like this, he’ll be able to open a fund named "via Sam the loser”, hahaha!“ Bucky chuckled softly. "I love you, Y/N.”
Summary: You were at the restaurant with your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes. He liked to tease you, so he dared you to do some certain things in public. You were not into this idea at the beginning but soon you found out that, in fact, you enjoyed it. And the whole situation could only have ended in the one certain way…
“You look beautiful tonight.” Bucky clinked your wine glass. “Oh, you really do love me.” You giggled softly.
“I do, Y/N. I really do.” He was telling the truth. For those long months when you both were together, you’ve learnt how to separate lies from truth if it came to his words. He played a col-hearted man yet he was just a lovely kitten that was in a need of love.
“I love you too, Bucky,” You said, clinking back.
You and Bucky were out for our every once in a while fancy restaurant night.
“Do you love me enough to tell me which panties you’re wearing?” He asked, curling lips in a wry smirk as my brows went up a bit.
You looked down at the table. “Buck, shhhh, you’re embarrassing me again. Why do you do that?” This restaurant was quieter than most in New York, but there was still enough of a hubbub that no one was going to hear your conversation. “I don’t want everyone listening to us.” “Come on, there’s almost no one here. We’re at the early oldster sitting. So. Which ones?” “Oh, okay. The red ones.” You were turning a light shade of red yourself. “The ones with all the lace? The super sexy red ones?” He continued.
You nodded slightly, turning your face aside to hide the blush. “For me? You wore them for me tonight? Am I going to get lucky later?” Bucky cocked his brows and made himself comfortable in the chair, stretching his back a bit. You nodded again. “What? Tell me.” “You know I can’t do this in public. Wait until we get home, then I’ll tell you, Buck.” “Well Y/N, YOU might not get lucky when we get home if I can’t hear a little more from you right now.” Bucky insisted.
You let out a loud sigh. “Yes Bucky,” you lowered to almost a whisper. “You’re going to get lucky tonight.” He could barely hear your voice. “I’m going to fuck your brains out.” There was a little pause. “Is that what you have wanted from me?” You crossed arms on your chest, looking him straight in the eye.
Bucky smiled, and you smiled back. “Maybe you could give me those panties now so I can tell how lucky I’ll be?” He said with a hint of hopefulness.
“No, Sir, no FUCKING way.” You sounded pretty resolute. And yet, Bucky could saw you shifting around in your seat.
It was time for a little shove. “I want your panties. Now.” Bucky said in a low voice of his, and that made a cold shiver ran down your spine.
You shook your head however.
“You know it turns me on. And that it’ll turn you on too.” He almost moaned. Your shifting was becoming a little agitated.
“Of course, I’d rather see your bottom hugged in by those panties. But, if I can’t see that, I could think about it when you hand them over.” Bucky was so stubborn.
“Stop, please!” You pleaded in a hoarse undertone. “I’ll say whatever you want at home. Not here! You know that I am shy!”
Bucky just stared at you with a happy smile.
“What? What! You really want this?” You started to get up from the chair, looking slightly disgusted and somewhat defeated. “Okay, Buck! But this is only this time! And never again!”
“No. Sit down.” Bucky measured your figure with his steel eyes.
You were confused but you obeyed, taking seat slowly.
“Here. Take them off here.” He said darkly.
Your jaw dropped.
“Now? Here? No. It’s too hard, everyone will see.” Your head was shaking. “It’ll take me a longer time to take them off in the way no one will see..” You mumbled.
“I’m a patient man for the woman I love. And her bloomers.” Bucky said with a genuine beam in his eyes.
“I can’t believe you’re asking me to do this.” You were mumbling as your hips were rocking back and forth. “And that I’m actually doing it!” You stopped for a second. “God,” you exhaled, “I… My… I’m already soaked… You creep!” But you smiled at him.
It was clear that you’d gotten them down past your ankles and over your heels as you were handing them off to Bucky under the table. “Y/N!” Bucky shook his head. “I want to see them.”
“I can’t… Not here… Oh, I’m gonna kill you when we’ll get back home!” You’d bunched up the red lace and pushed it across the table.
Bucky opened them up in front of him before he grabbed them up and inhaled hem across his face.
“I can’t wait to get my mouth down there. Can you?” Bucky said as you blushed profoundly.
“You didn’t do that, did you Buck?” You were staring at him in disbelief, the blush on your cheeks was visible.
“In fact, maybe you could get up and show your perfect butt to me when you walk away to the ladies? And take off your bra for me too and bring it back. Is it red too?” Bucky was encouraging you.
“Really? You’re kidding, right?” Your whisper was hoarse again.
“That’s why you’ll look so good.” He sweet talked. “I… But… People will look…” You rolled your eyes. “And people will only see a gorgeous woman that turns their heads.” Bucky shrugged his arms with his eyes still on you. “Are you sure? I mean, I want you to be turned on and happy with me…” You blushed harder, you felt how your heart was skipping a beat. "I’m already turned on. I want YOU to be turned on.” Bucky smirked.
You twinkled slightly and murmured. “You know you can make me horny with just your leer, but we’re in the middle of so many people.” That was an exaggeration, but you certainly were in a public place. “Everything will show. My nipples are so hard, they’ll stick out a mile and everyone will see…” You trailed off as you started to get up. “All right, Buck. All right.” But he could see you were smiling again. You were enjoying the shove.
The waiters were just delivering your meals when you were walking back with your right hand trying, and failing, to contain all the material from clutching your bra. You quickly sat down as the waiters were departing.
“Here!” You said as you thrusted your hand across the table and deposited the goods. “God, the material keeps rubbing, I feel like I could come right away.” You went pink. “Don’t do that to me, Bucky!” You giggled like a teenager, and then quickly covered your mouth with a hand.
Bucky’d spread your bra out.
“Put that away right now.” You said with a strong voice. Seeing Bucky like this, with your bra in his hands, in public, it made you turned on yet frustrated a bit. “I am mortified! Why do you like doing this to me? It doesn’t really arouse me as much as you think it does.” You added.
“Oh, really? You know, when you were walking towards the ladies, I was fixated on the wet spot on the back of your dress.” Bucky smirked proudly and slowly licked his lips.
“What?! I had a spot?! Do you think anyone else noticed?!” Now the pink turned almost dark red. “I don’t understand how you do this to me.” You looked annoyed. “Can we eat? Please.”
It was delicious, as usual. You were quiet but not in any kind of bad way. Just subdued, like you were thinking about something, maybe what you were going to do later.
After you ordered dessert and coffee, you looked over at Bucky. “I feel like I’m naked and all the people are staring at my tits.” You sighed.
Whenever you used the word “tits”, he knew foreplay had started.
“What do you mean?” “I don’t know..” You quieted a little. “It tingles in my clit…” You were quieter still. “I feel my pussy leak a little more. I’m scared if I get up there’ll be a puddle.” You exhaled. “You like the sensations, right?” Bucky said in just as low a voice. “You can take it, can’t you?” “Yes, I can take it! But I just want you to take me! But we can’t until we leave. Do we have to have a dessert? I really need you to plow me.” You bit your lower lip, throwing him an eager glance.
Bucky only liked his lips as he stared at you.
“Oh, Buck, stop. Really. You’re torturing me…” You were breathing heavier. “You could stop it right now. Just reach under your dress.” He smirked again. “No!” The blushed hit your cheeks hardly. “You’ll like it. You’ll not only get relief but it’ll get you ready for the main event.”
“No…. No… I fell for that once before. But no matter how hot am I, I am not going to make myself come in public again.” You whispered clearly.
Once when you were dating, Bucky’d convinced you to rub yourself to orgasm on a park bench. When you both got back to his apartment, you fucked for five hours, on every piece of furniture, on the floor, in the shower. You must have came many times…
“Then tell me. You can guess what I’m going to do to you when we get home. Tell me what YOU’RE going to do to ME.” Bucky reached to his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, he lit one up and inhaled the smoke while watching you carefully.
“Hmmm, all right, I can do that. Let me think.” Your eyes looked up at the ceiling for a second, before they found his again. “I’m going keep my clothes on. But you’re not. Instead of my stripping for you, tonight you’re going to stand in front on me while I’m prim and proper on the couch…”
“Prim and proper without a bra or panties under your chic clothes, leaking all over the place.” Bucky giggled wryly, he again licked on his bottom lip. “But yeah. Go on, doll.”
“Shut up, you brat. It’s my turn.” You started again. “You’re going to do what I say, and button by button you’ll open your shirt for me so I can see that muscular chest of yours, and your bionic arm. You’ll take off your shoes and socks, unbuckle your belt, unbutton your pants.” You closed your eyes for a second, getting into your thoughts.
“And pull them down?” Bucky asked as he exhaled the smoke. He moved in his chair, crossing legs nicely.
“Be quiet or I’m going to stop.” You gave him angry gaze.
“You’ve got the floor mistress.” Bucky smiled.
“Good. Back to what I want. You’ll pull your cock out from the slit in your underwear and zipper, it’ll be difficult because it’s already as hard as a rock.” You smirked darkly, leaning your back against the chair.
Bucky nodded vigorously as he did same.
“Yes, a total stiffy. And it’ll stick out of your pants, straight up with that vain beneath that it has. It looks so dirty. It’s so ridiculous that I have to grab it and put it down my throat.” Your voice was soft yet delightful.
Your story was getting intense. “Your cock always tastes so good to me. I just love having my lips around the tip, getting my red lipstick all over it and then cleaning it off.”
Bucky saw your arm moved a little deeper under the table. “Keep your shirt on, but take your pants off. I want to see you balls too.” You sighed lovely.
He was a little bewildered.
“Now? Here?” Bucky was starting to sound like you several minutes ago.
“Yes. Here.” You smiled as you rolled your eyes. “No silly. At home.” You gave him another smile. “I want to see your balls hanging down under your shirt tales. For some reason that’s really sexy to me. With your dick standing straight up so I lick you all over, suck you, play with your balls, all at the same time.” Your arm was going back and forth a little. You seemed to lost inhibitions about being out in the restaurant.
“I love it when I soak your cock with my mouth, it feels so good. But I want even slicker, so I take you cock out of my mouth and spit on it. Few times..” With closed eyes that you was having, you ran the tip of your tongue around your lips. “I’m rubbing up and down, making you shudder in my hands, massaging it just up to the point where you’re going to spurt… But I stop then.”
“Oh fuck, don’t. I’m about to explode out in public myself.” Bucky was barely breathing at this moment.
“Don’t you dare, there’s more to come.” You opened your eyes to wink at him. “As I’m rubbing your shaft I start getting a feeling I haven’t had in a long time. I slowly stand up shimmying up my skirt. Can you imagine that?”
Bucky’s mouth was dry at this point. He only nodded.
“I just pull you by your hand and force you to sit down on the couch. And when you sit there, I slowly stradle you and my wet, dripping pussy slowly sucks your cock in…” You continued with a dirty smirk.
“Doll. Fuck.” Bucky gasped.
You could saw how he moved his bionic arm under the table, you smiled even wider at that view.
“Huh? Something’s wrong, darling?” Now it’s your turn to tease him, and you’ve just found yourself enjoying this.
He didn’t say a word.
Bucky simply got up from his seat and grabbed you by your wrist.
“C’mon, doll. Don’t make me wait or I’ll go crazy.” It’s more like an order than ask but you nodded as you got up, too.
Smirk was dancing on your lips as you followed Bucky. You stopped paying attention to the wetness that was dripping down your legs.
He led you to the nearest restroom. Bucky briefly looked at the sign that was saying “LADIES”, and he opened the door, pulling you in.
“Buck, it’s ladies…” You couldn’t help but giggle.
He didn’t respond. Bucky pulled you into one of the cabin, and he locked it from inside.
Bucky pulled your dress up along your thighs, exposing your dripping clit.
He simply went down on his knees and picked your one leg up, resting it over his shoulder.
Bucky rushed straight to your clit, he closed his full lips on your pussy, slowly sucking on your folds.
“Oh, fuck…” You whimpered quietly, looking down at him. “Yea.. Just like that… Just like fucking that..” You closed your eyes and you rolled your head back, resting it against the wall of the cabinet.
He buried his bearded face into your core, Bucky’s tongue was slowly moving up and down your folds, teasing them with the tip.
You saw how he licked his metal fingers between he slipped them into your pussy without warning. They stretched your tight clit hardly, and made you let a loud moan mixed with a whimper.
“Fuck.. My pussy is so fucking tight, daddy.” You slipped hand into Bucky’s hair to pull his face back to your pussy. “Lick this dripping cunt, daddy. I wanna feel your tongue down there.”
Bucky smirked as he slowly swirled his tongue over your clit.
“You like it, don’t ya, doll? You love to have your pussy eaten, don’t ya, Y/N?”
You only managed to nod as you tugged on his hair.
“Suck it, please, daddy.” Your moans were loud and melodic.
Bucky started to suck on your folds, still fucking your pussy with his metal fingers, making a lot of wet noises while doing so.
“Yeah, fuck…” You pulled your breasts out of your dress and pinched your nipples, massaging your boobs at the same time.
Bucky looked up at you and he giggled a bit, sending vibes to your core.
After few longer moments, Bucky got up and pinned you to the wall. He rushed his hands to the belt and undone it.
You couldn’t stop yourself from helping him, so you unzipped his fly and slipped your hand in his pants, pulling his dick out.
You licked your lips as you looked down on his cock.
“Hard as fucking rock. I love it, daddy.”
Bucky only smirked as he pinned you to the wall again, he picked your leg up to wrap it around his hip as he pushed himself into your slick core.
You gasped and moaned his name straight into his ear.
“Oh, Bucky!”
Bucky was kissing wherever he could reach. He closed his mouth on your hard nipples few times while pounding in your cunt with a fiercely pace.
His shaft was slipping out of tour pussy slowly to get back roughly as he pushed forward.
With one hand on your boobs and one on your hip, Bucky was fucking your brain out.
Suddenly you both heard how few girls, probably three or four, got into the restroom, giggling and talking about some teenager’s shit.
Bucky slipped out of your cunt and forced you to turn around. He pinned your front to the wall of the cabin, at the same time forcing you to stick out your bun.
You obeyed eagerly and you let out a whimper as you felt like Bucky’s cock was stretching your pussy again, this time from behind.
Luckily, girls didn’t hear you, they were too focused on gossiping.
Bucky’s metal hand was moved to your mouth, covering it.
You bit inside of your cheek, the pleasure was unbearable. You wanted to scream to whom you’ve belonged to.
Bucky placed his other hand on your hip to control the speed of his thrusts.
He was going in and out, in and out, his pace was getting rougher and rougher. His cock was sinking into your core easily, and he felt how your walls were clenching around him. That meant you were nearing your orgasm.
When the girls left the restroom, Bucky moved his hand off of yoir mouth. You used the moment to started moaning.
“Daddy, fuck! I wanna you to cum in that fucking tight cunt, daddy! I wanna feel your fucking cum in me!” You moaned eagerly, you felt how your legs were shaking.
Bucky placed his mental hand on your other hip and he increased the pace, fucking your pussy with his hard cock as fast as he only was able to.
“Fuck… Fuck..” He was grunting deeply, and in the end, he cum deep inside of you, shooting his load into your core.
You gasped for the air and you slipped your hand between your thighs to rub your clitoris and to slip two of your fingers into your pussy, along with his cock.
“Yea, fuck, I cum, daddy…” You groaned lazily, turning your head to his.
Bucky leant down to you and crushed his lips on yours.
He tasted wonderful.
When he slipped his cock out of your clit, you turned around to him, improving your outfit.
You took a hold of his yet hard cock and you gave his shaft few long strokes.
Bucky closed his eyes, enjoying additional pleasure as you were spreading your mixed cums along his length.
You got on your tiptoes and kissed him at the same time.
You smirked after few moments, when you stopped playing with his cock.
Bucky slipped his dick back into his jeans and he buckled the belt.
When you both got out of the restroom, he looked at you.
Summary: You met Bucky in the club and you both got along pretty well.
The music was as loud as thunder; it made the cutlery on the tabletops rattle. Neon lights flashed everywhere like police sirens, but much more colorful. Bucky was sitting at the bar sipping on his whiskey and casually looking around. When you stepped in, his gaze fell on you. He checked out your body and bit his lower lip; you were so beautiful, full of grace and young charm that his heart skipped a bit within second.
You took a seat at one of the high bar chairs, you crossed your legs nicely. You ordered a drink with vodka and orange juice and when a bartender handled it to you, you politely thanked taking a sip.
“Hey, gorgeous.”
You cocked your brow turning head around. “Hey.”
Bucky was glancing at you liting his cigarette. “Do I know you? I have a feeling we did meet somewhere.”
You were even more confused then before. “I don’t think so.”
He raised his mouth corner in a wry smile. “Maybe I was wrong,” he smirked, “nevermind. I’m Bucky.”
You nodded slowly sipping on your drink. “Y/N,” you answered. “Nice to meet you, Bucky,” you reached hand toward him. Bucky took it and shook it slightly.
For a while there was a confusing silence between you two. Finally, Bucky has broke these silence.
“What such a beautiful lady is doing up here, completely alone, huh?” He asked, ending his drink and ordering another one. “I just had a rough day,” you were honest. “I just wanted to go out and have some drink or few.” He let out a soft giggle. “Same here, doll. Exactly the same.” You winked at him with a bright smile on your lips. “So, taking we both are here, alone… Would you mind to get along a bit?” Bucky smiled widely nodding. “With a pleasure, Y/N” man said.
You both had few drinks. You were talking about miscellaneous topics enjoying your common presence.
“Hey, let’s dance,” Bucky offered getting up from his chair. “We have to lit the dance floor a bit!” Giggling, you nodded. “Sure.” He offered you his hand and it was when you noticed the metal arm. You hesitated. “Bucky…” you whispered covering your mouth. “Your arm…” “Hush, doll. It’s alright,” he said softly leading you to the dance floor. “But, Bucky!” You were tipsy a bit and you really got terrified about him. “You’ve been hurt..”
You both got on the dance floor. No one could see the dance floor, it’s wall to wall people dancing to the club music. There was no room for any more but somehow when Bucky and you hit it the space magically came. You were dancing like it was jive, twisting, turning, holding hands as we change sides. You both were all grins, you looked like idiots but you did’t care. “I have never had so much fun while dancing, Y/N!” Bucky smirked at you when you both were dancing together being hugged to each other. When DJ started a new set, you turned around letting Bucky’s hands rest over your hips from behind. He took a hold of them and you both were rocking together. You rolled your hips slowly from side to side and Bucky was so close to you pressing his chest to your back.
At the end of the night the dance floor was like an abused chess board. On it’s black and white squares were spilled drinks and broken glass. You and Bucky stayed until the staff asked you to leave the club.
Giggling and laughing, you got out and were waiting for a taxi to arrive.
Bucky puffed on his cigarette. “You know, Y/N. I’ve never, like really never, had such an amazing time like tonight,” he smiled, having his metal hand wrapped around your waist. You were leaning over him nuzzling to his chest and inhaling his scent. “Me either, baby.”
You glanced briefly at his metal hand. “So? Can you explain me this?” You pointed at his metal limb.
Bucky rolled his eyes laughing. “Sure. Like you wish, doll. I was a soldier. Many years ago. I was on the mission with my team and shit happened,” he let out a sad laugh. “I’ve lost my arm there. But I don’t like to remember that time, ya know?”
You nodded quietly. “Yes, Bucky. I completely understand. But, can I be honest?”
Bucky looked down at you. “Yes. Sure, Y/N.” You smirked. “It suits you. You look wild and alluring.”
Bucky smiled again and leant down kissing you passionately. You blinked but gave kiss back humming happily.
“But will you tell me the whole story…” you started after the kiss, but he only giggled and kissed you again. “One day, maybe.” Bucky ended his cigarette, and when the taxi came, he opened the door for you. “Thank you for the evening, Y/N.” You got to the car but when you were about to ask him about his number, Bucky closed the door and the driver pressed the gas driving away. “NO, NO, NO!” you screamed but there was no room for the taxi to turn around. You looked back over your shoulder and you saw how Bucky was walking slowly on the opposite way along the street.
A tear ran down your cheek as you already were missing the guy. You reached to the pocket for your wallet and then you narrowed your brows. You pulled a wallet and something else. A little piece of paper. You laughed happily wiping tear away. It was nothing else but his number written there slapdash. And one short sentence. CALL ME, XOXO
A/N: @thepaperpanda – this is for your Colorful Writing Challenge.
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SUMMARY: Bucky was hurt by you.You’ve cheated on him with his best friend. Will he prevail his anger and forgive you?
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WORD COUNT: 1117
You saw that disbelief in Bucky’s eyes when he was standing on the threshold of your bedroom glancing at you on Steve’s laps.
He was deeply hurt, you could easily feel it. Being his girlfriend has taught you a lot, most that when you’ll mess with him, he won’t forget and you’ll pay, sooner or later for what you’ve done against him.
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SUMMARY: Bucky’s dog ate the present for reader. Bucky had to invent something ad hoc.
Author: Beast.
A/N: Drabble written for @caplansteverogers writing challenge. I hope you don’t mind me changing the character I was supposed to write about.
Shit, shit, shit!” Bucky was running over his room looking for something, when Steve stepped in.
„Hey, pal, what’s up?” Captain asked.
Bucky only waved his hand slightly. “I have a problem here…” James laughed nervously. “I mean, just look at this mess” he pointed at the corner.
Steve frowned but looked at the direction his pal has pointed.
He noticed Bucky’s dog. The animal was laying on the floor eating a colorful decorative gift paper.
“Is this…?” Rogers gave Bucky a look. “Yes. It it.” Bucky sat on the bed slipping hands in his hair. “What I’ll do now?” man wailed loudly. “This one time I thought it’ll be nice. That I’ll make HER happy. It’s Christmas time… And again I failed.”
“Hey, hey!” Steve took a seat next to his friend and wrapped arm around him. “Hush, bud, don’t worry. We still have time. We can make it up.”
“How?” Bucky spreaded his arms in a gesture of helplessness. “We have only an hour to Christmas Eve. I won’t find anything proper for her now.”
Steve sighed. “So maybe just tell her the truth? She’s gonna understand I bet.”
Bucky looked at his dog. “Boof!” animal barked happily waving its tail. “Hey, you. Yes, you! I wouldn’t be so happy if I’d be on your place, mate! Hey, I’m talking to you!” Bucky snarled deeply rolling his eyes while dog got up and rushed briskly to his owner. German shepherd sat in front of the bed and put its head on Bucky’s laps.
“C’mon, Champo!” Bucky sighed, but finally he ruffled dog’s fur. “Who was a bad boy?” Dog looked at man with his huge eyes.
“Haha, just look at him, Bucky!” Steve smirked and also pated dog’s head. “Can those eyes lie?”
Bucky cocked his brows looking at Steve. “Eh. Only this time! Bad boy! Bad doggo!”
Champo wagged his tail happily and barked again.
When gifts were given, Bucky still had his eyes on you.
“Hey! Does everyone have a gift?!” Tony yelled loudly outshouting others. He briefly looked at you and frowned a bit. “Hey! Bucky! You were responsible for dispensation of presents! Where is the one for Y/N?!”
Bucky blushed slightly and desperately glanced at Steve, who only gave him a nod.
You blinked when Bucky approched you. “Y/N, let me explain…” he stuttered a bit.
You lowered your head shrugging. “It’s okay, Bucky. I know you had a lot on your shoulders lately. I’m not mad at all. It’s okay.”
He slipped his metal palm under your chin and forced you to pick your head up and to look into his eyes. “It’s not like that, Y/N. I didn’t forget.” Bucky took your face into his hands. “My dog ate your Christmas present.”
You blinked few times. “E… Excuse me?” you enquired. “Just what you’ve heard” Bucky mumbled quietly. “I left it on my bed. When I came back I found him eating your present.”
You slowly put your hand up covering your mouth.
“Y/N, everything’s alright?” man narrowed his brows.
You bursted into laugh. “Oh, God! Bucky!”
As confused as he was at that moment, Bucky tilted his head slightly. “Have I done something wrong?”
“No! Of course not!” you giggled happily. “I just thought you forgot!”
Bucky blushed once again ruffling his hair. “I haven’t. This time it was just an unfortunate coincidence.”
You smiled at him brightly stroking his cheek. “My lovely unlucky fellow” you chuckled gaily.
Bucky looked at the rest of Avengers over his shoulder. They were sitting at the long table, drinking and eating and enjoying their presence in that special time of the year. Bucky looked you deep in the eye, then he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him
“B.. Bucky? What are you doing?” you asked nervously looking around. “Someone can spot us!” “I. Don’t. Care” he smiled widely at you, then he leant down and kissed you deeply.
“Woooaaah!” Tony rose from his seat, he was glancing at you two. “Can you see this, guys!? Barnes has girlfriend!” he clapped his hands eagerly. The rest of the team was cheering loudly and cheerfully, whistling.
Bucky broke the kiss and pressed his rough lips to your nose. “Taking I don’t have any reserve present for ya, so here I am. I’m gonna be your Christmas gift” man whispered into your ear.
You felt like your cheeks were blushing fastly, so you nodded. “Yes, please!” you nuzzled to him purring softly.
Rest of the Christmas dinner went quietly in a wonderful atmosphere.You and Bucky didn’t have to hide anymore. Now you were a real couple.
A/N: story’s been written for @thepaperpanda writing challenge.
Summary: in the stormy night reader visits Bucky to share the fact of finding important files with him.
Words: 1265
The storm has come.
Bucky looked out of the window at the blizzard the weather-man had promised. But it was stronger. He watched as his driveway disappear in the sure knowledge that he’d only have to dig it out again in the morning. When the power winked out he raised his eyes to the heavens with a sigh and went for the flashlight, feeling his way to the cupboard only to find it missing. He vaguely recalled lending it to Sam. With a spark of relief he remembered there was still some life left in his laptop battery. From the light of the screen he could at least do some work. Already the temperature in the house had dropped so much he needed the duvet from his bed, but in the familiar glow of the screen and the clack of the keyboard, he could at least ignore the storm.
It wasn’t often for Bucky to do paperwork, however he didn’t want to step into next argument with Stark, so he reluctantly agreed to prepare some reports for him.
He was tired after exhausting day at the Tower. He had few trainings, including one with new recruits. He liked to share his knowledge with others, especially some regarding martial arts, but this new group was the toughest one.
Later, Bucky had a meeting with Steve and Sam. They were chatting over coffee. Bucky found himself enjoying moments like that. Steve was his pal, Sam could be counted like one, too.
Bucky smiled at the memory from few hours earlier.
Steve. His Steve has changed so much! Now, he was no longer a helpless man who needed to be protected. He “grew up”. He became strong and confident. Bucky liked that change, although he didn’t show he do.
Something pulled him out of his thoughts. Knocking.
He rose from his bed putting laptop on the night table. He rushed to front door and opened them.
“Y/N?” Bucky cocked his brow up seeing you on the porch. You were soaked from the snow and rain.
“Can I come in?” you didn’t ask, you only managed to jingle your teeth.
He blinked but nodded quickly.
“Sure, come in,” he shifted a bit to make a space for you to enter.
You eagerly stepped in, and smiles when Bucky helped you with your coat.
“Thanks.”
“No problem,” he responded. “What brings you here so late?” Bucky asked.
You put your bag on the floor, and you crouched searching through it. After a while you pulled a red briefcase. You looked up at Bucky handling it to him.
“I thought you may want to know..”
Bucky frowned a bit but he reached out and took the folder in his metal hand. He walked to the living room, and you followed him carefully.
Man took a seat on his couch. You didn’t know how to act, so you stood in the hollway just peeking into the room, and waiting at his reaction.
“C’mon, Y/N, I won’t bite,” he chuckled softly in a deep voice of his, then Bucky pointed at the armchair standing on the opposite side of the room, “please, Y/N, take a seat and tell me what’s that exactly?” he put up hand in which he was holding the folder.
You gave a nod.
“I started to work for Stark recently after they moved me to his department,” you started, “he left his office earlier today leaving me the keys. I had to lock his office and our open space,” you continued, “so I did. But before that I went to his office to put some important reports into his cabinet.”
You stopped to take a breath.
“Water?” Bucky offered.
“Yes, please…” you agreed.
He gave you a smile and he left the room. Bucky came back within two minutes, with two glasses of water in both of his hands. He handled one to you and you took it thanking him.
“So I opened his cabinet and few briefcases fell out of there. He always has a mess in documents,” you rolled your eyes, but when you noticed the cocked brows of Bucky, you shook your head, “forgive me that digression. And when I was gathering them, I found your name…”
Bucky frowned and looked at the briefcase he was keeping in his hand. Indeed, his name was written with capital letters. Man frowned even more looking briefly at you.
He quickly opened the folder and pulled a handful of documents. He started to read them.
The silence was insupportable. But you waited politely.
When Bucky ended reading he lowered his head down simply putting documents at the couch.
“I… I am in shock,” he mumbled in thoughtfulness. “I didn’t know they cut off all informations about me. They just erased the fact I exist. That’s why Steve was never truly looking for me… S.H.I.E.L.D. has made him believe I was dead…” a tear ran down his cheek. “Fuckers!” Bucky hit the table standing in front of the couch with his metal hand clenched in a fist.
“Bucky…” your voice was nothing more than a whisper.
“How do you think, Y/N, did Steve know? Did he have any suspicions that they could be lying?” Bucky addressed this question more to himself than to you.
Shyly, you got up and walked to him, you knelt in front of him and took his both hands into your palms.
“If he would have a single sparkle of suspicion, he’d do everything to find you, Bucky” you said firmly. “Don’t you doubt in this.”
You stroked his palms looking him straight in the eye. You knew he needed support now. You both could be only colleagues from work, but still, he was very important for you.
“Why…” his vocie broke into a stutter. “Why… You.. Helped…. Why…”
“I wanted you to know the truth. I’ve heard a lot about your conflict with Stark. And how it has influenced your relationship with Steve,” you explained shortly. “I saw that you were torn apart.”
He swallowed rubbing his temples.
“Now it does have sense,” he chuckled darkly. “I bet Stark knew about whole situation, but did literally nothing to clarify it.”
Bucky got up from the couch and went to huge window. He leant his forehead against the cold glass letting the sorrow overcome him.
You approached man and dared to put hand on his shoulder.
“Forgive me if I made you sad with those informations, but I felt you should know.”
He shook his head.
“I understand and appreciate what you’ve done. I was looking after those documents for so long. It hurts, but I feel kinda calm by now,” Bucky turned his head to you and gave you a smile. “Thank you, Y/N. Well, I’d like to do something in return…” his sentence hung between two of you like a sharp knife. The atmosphere became dense.
“Okay…”
“Would you mind if I would ask you for a lunch or something?”
You smirked. He definitely wasn’t good in talking. Especially to women.
“Sure, but I don’t want to cause you any inconveniences.”
“Y/N, hush girl,” Bucky smiled sadly. “At least let me do something for you. You did something for me, too.”
You nodded happily.
“Sure, Bucky. Thank you.”
He led you to the door and helped you with your coat.
“I thank you. It means a lot, Y/N.”
When you left his house you didn’t notice, that Bucky was still glancing at you through the window smiling softly.
Warnings: major character’s death,
slight cursing, a lot of sadness & angst
SUMMARY: Bucky’s still in a shock
after a misadventure, as a result of which Captain America has died. Reader’s
trying to comfort him, even when the fault is on Bucky’s side…
Author: Rouge
A/N: story has
been written for the writing challenge made by @letsimagineitall
It was painful to see
him like this. All you could do was embrace him and let the torrent of his
tears to soak through your shirt. You could feel him clench his fists, not
knowing whether to be mad or to give up hope all together. You could hear him
silently screaming, suffocating with each breath he took holding onto his
pride. You ran your fingers through his hair, time and time again, in an attempt
to calm the silent war within his mind.
“Everything’s gonna be alright, Buck.”
You slowly stroked his muscular shoulder trying to comfort him as much as it
was possible.
“Go away,
Y/N!”
Bucky pushed your hand away aa he rose from the couch and went apace to the
huge window with a view on the city below.
He leant his metal forearm against the glass and let out a loud sigh wiping his
tears off.
You hesitated. You weren’t sure how will he react, when you will try to get
close to him again. You good knew he was a ball of anger now.
But you found a courage and slowly rose from the couch. You headed towards him.
“Don’t, Y/N.”
It sounded like an order, so you stopped immediately.
“Bucky.. Darling…”
“Shut your fucking mouth, Y/N!”
Bucky yelled loudly and went out of the room.
Instinctively, you’ve followed him.
He slammed into the bathroom door. Bucky didn’t care if you saw. He just broke
down. The sobs punched through, ripping through his muscles, bones, and guts.
Man pressed his forehead against the grimy stall door and began to let his
heart yank in and out of his chest.
His life crumbled in his fingertips.
You weren’t scared at that point. You knew you have to do everything. To calm
him down.
“Bucky” you mumbled quietly as you approached him. Your hand was
placed on his nape where you stroked him. “Calm. Down. And talk with
me.”
You were kinda surprised, when he didn’t pull away from you.
And when he sank onto his knees, you did same, embracing his shoulders.
He sobbed into your chest unceasingly, hands clutching at your shirt. You held
him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked your chest. A tiny lapse
let him pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before he collapsed again,
his howls of misery worsening. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of
sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths, before hurling him
back into the outstretched arms of his grief.
“Hush, Buck… It wasn’t your fault, darling” you said in the most
mild tone you could ever make.
“I wanna disappear” he whispered quietly as he breathed heavily.
“You should be pretending you don’t know me. You should stay away from me.
I’m dangerous. It would be better if you would just erase me from your life,
Y/N..”
“I can’t just forget you. That’s not how it works” you told him
unhesitatingly.
He closed his eyes, his head has rested on your laps.
As you were stroking his nape, you let your thoughts flow at ease.
Two days before was the saddest day ever.
Bucky has killed Captain America.
It was nothing more but a misadventure.
Both men were on the mission to Serbia. There, they branch has been attacked by
enemies. They were taken by surprise.
Bucky managed to escape from under the firing. Of course, he was trying to come
back for Steve. He found his pal, when Captain was attacked by heavily armed
enemy soldier.
Trying to help his friend, Bucky took the aim and shot. He was aiming to the
foe.
But the other one was much faster. Guy pulled Captain ahead, using him as a
shield.
The bullet went straight through Captain’s chest, piercing his aorta.
The second man disappeared, when the chaos has reigned.
Bucky, being in panic and shock, was about to do something to save his friend.
But it was too late…
“B.. Buck…”
“Hush.. Oh God, hush, Steve. You need to stay
conscious. Do you hear me? Focus. Natasha!!
For fuck’s sake! Quickly!”
Steve choked
with his own blood.
“Oh God! Steve! STEVE! Motherfucker, don’t ya
dare to close those eyes!”
Steve reached
hand placing it in Bucky’s metal arm.
“Don’t…. D… Blame.. Yourself..”
“Shut up, pal. You need to stay calm.
Everything’s gonna be alright!”
Steve closed
his eyes.
Bucky pressed
the wound on his friend’s chest with his bionic hand.
“No! No! No! Rogers, you old prick, don’t do
this to me!! Natasha!!! You fucking
bitch, move your fucking ass up here! Steve’s dying!”
“Buck.. Cold.”
Huge tears
rolled over Bucky’s cheeks.
“Steve. I beg you. Stay with me. You have to
stay with me, brother. I won’t make this without you! We’re brothers under the
Sun.. Remember?”
“Mmmmhmm… Ah.. ..It’s burning..”
Captain’s
voice was nothing but a quiet whisper, although his lips seemed to not move at
all.
“Hush, Steve, I’m with you, pal.. Oh God, what
I’ve done..”
“I won’t forget you…” Bucky, trembling all over his body,
reached with his metal fingers to Steve’s eyes and he slowly closed them down. “You’ll never be replaced…
Forgive me..”
Captain America has passed away in Bucky’s arms.
“I’m a monster. How can you even look at me?” his voice has broke
down. “I’m a fucking murderer. It will be better if you will forget me.
Forget us.”
“I won’t.”
This time you hissed angrily.
“You know I love you. No matter what. We are a couple. I’ll be with you
for good and for bad.”
He nuzzled to your knees.
“Look. Imma mess. I’ve let all those people down.. I’ve let myself down.
I’ve killed Captain. I’ve killed my friend.. I’ve murdered him…”
You wanted to slap him in the face. He was pissing you out with blaming
himself. It was an accident. And everyone knew it.
“I will never leave your side. We’re in this together.”
As you touched his yet wet cheek, he shivered under your touch.
“Will.. You won’t leave?” he raised his chin to look you in the eye.
“Never. And I won’t forget you. You’re the best thing in my life.”
He nodded.
You woke up in the middle of the night after a terrifying nightmare.
Instinctively and blindly, you touched the second part of your bed.
You let out a sigh of relief, when your hand rested on his bionic limb.
He was there. He didn’t run away.
It was a sign. That he was trusting you. That was the most important.
You knew a hard time was about to come.
But you were prepared. Not only for yourself.
Paper Panda 
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