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Author: dina @softboibarnes​

Word Count: 786

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader

Warnings: oral in the shower, rough sex, hair pulling

A/N: this one goes out to @navegandoaciegas​ - i love you! thank you for everything you do for me. even though i know you hate this particular…… i hope you’ll enjoy this anyways.

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• when he came home after a stressful mission, he heard the shower running and decided that would be the best way to relax himself

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Sam: punch me in the face.

Bucky: punch you?

Sam: yes, punch me, in the face. Didn’t you hear me?

Bucky: I always hear “punch me in the face” when your speaking, but it’s usually subtext.

Subway riders should all be this cute

My nephew just referred to Bucky as Bucket Barnicles and now that is what he will be referred to in my home.

Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: The reader is new at the compound and doesn’t talk to anyone there. She befriends Bucky over a shared trauma all while trying to find her own place in the compound.

Word count: 3.1K

Warnings: lack of food, angry Steve

A/N: Freaking finally, i finally wrote an update? Is this really happening? I guess it is. So please enjoy, to make up for the very long wait i made this chapter a bit longer then usual.

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The mission the next day went by quickly, the Intel had been the tiniest bit wrong but everyone improvised a little and made it work. Meaning, it didn’t go by flawlessly, but it definitely could have been worse. That being said, that is also how you ended up here, on the way back on the quinjet, getting yelled at by Steve with multiple people around the table.

“Y/N what you did was reckless and dangerous” Steve’s voice sounded loud, very annoyed and also a bit angry.

“Sam could have handled himself. You had your own assignment, which, granted, you already finished it but your assignment clearly said to go back to the quinjet when done.” He continued yelling at you.

Sam was on the other side of the quinjet, Bruce was with him to take care of his wounds. It didn’t look pretty, but he’ll survive, that’s what Bruce said. At most he’d be unable to join in on missions for the next 3 months.

When you were on your way back, doing exactly as Steve had told you to do, you ran into Sam. He was being cornered but multiple guys and it didn’t look good for him. You knew what your mission was, your intrusions were strict and clear, straight back to the quinjet. But, Sam needed help. So you did the latter, the two of you fought and fought, and eventually Steve found the two of you when you were about to fight of a guy at least triple your size who was about to attack Sam from behind. Steve helped out but you already knew he wasn’t happy. You just wanted to do good, you wanted to help.

“We don’t trade lives around here, Y/n.” The way he had said it caused a shiver to run down your spine. That was also the moment Bucky lost it. He had been sitting behind you, not wanting to interfere. He didn’t know if you’d want him to or not. But he couldn’t handle it anymore, not with the way Steve had been screaming at you. You didn’t deserve to be screamed at like this, you’d done well. Bucky didn’t know how much worse Sam would have been  if you hadn’t been there, probably a lot worse.

Bucky stood up as quickly as he could, slamming his fist down on the surface of the table, shocking everyone around it. Bucky then proceeded to point at Steve with the same hand he had just hit the table with. Through gritted teeth out of anger he spoke to Steve in a low voice.

“Don’t yell at her like that, Steve.”

Bucky’s voice almost sounds threatening. Steve is taken aback, it was very clear to see. Turns out Bucky hadn’t talked to him after all. You were touched by Bucky’s action, thankful as well. Steve obviously cared a lot about what Bucky thought, I guess that’s what you get for being friends since childhood. It was as if Bucky’s words had woken him up, Steve shut up immediately.



Your hand touched Bucky’s forearm, the one that wasn’t made out of vibranium, telling him that you were okay, you were all right. Your action shocked him, the soft skin of your palm felt good against his skin. Your hands were cold compared to him, but that might have been because he felt like you had just set of fire inside of him. You had touched him, willingly. He then looked at your face, trying to find any emotion and what he found was gratefulness alongside a small smile. It was nice to see you smile.

Steve was shocked by the interaction unfolding right on the other side of the table. He hadn’t seen nor suspected the two of you to interact. Steve turned around, but not before saying a last few words.

“You’re off missions. You’re not ready.”

His words hit you like a truck. It hurt. This was exactly what you were afraid of. Steve had taken an insecurity of yours and played right into it.

The first thing your mind thought was that he was right. You had disobeyed orders. You knew your tasks and choose to ignore them. Sam would never need your help, he was very capable of taking care of himself. Why would he ever need someone like you to help him?

You gave Bucky another grateful smile, but to him you looked more devastated then anything else. You turned away from him too, only to catch the eyes of Natasha, reminding you of the mistakes you had made. Ashamed you bowed your had and took a seat in the corner. You saw Bucky glance at Nat as well before giving you one last look and then sitting down on the other side of the quinjet. He understood you needed your space right now, you wanted to be alone.

When the quinjet landed everyone went to the debriefing. You got yelled at a little more in front of everybody by Steve but this time it was Tony who stopped him.



“You made your point Steve. She knows what went wrong, and she knows the consequences.”

After that no one really said anything to you. When the debriefing was over you went to your room and didn’t come out until much later that night. You had missed dinner but you weren’t hungry anyway. But when you entered the kitchen around 10pm it was empty except for Tony and Steve sitting at the table, their voices were already hushed but when they noticed you they stopped talking all together. You quickly grabbed a banana and a cup of water and left the room again. On your way back you stopped by Sam, he was still in the medical center but he was sleeping. He looked peaceful, and not in pain, so at least that was a good thing. You made eye contact with Bruce who was still taking care of some work at the center but you quickly made yourself scarce after.

You passed Bucky’s room as well, you could see the light was still on inside and you contemplated knocking on his door to talk about today but decided against it. He probably wouldn’t want to talk to you anyway, you got him in an argument with his best friend.

Once back in your room you put the banana and the cup down on your night stand and turned off the lights. Without taking a bite or a sip you laid down in bed, but time kept passing by and sleep never came.

Around midnight Bucky left his room, he wanted to make sure you were okay after today but after he saw that the lights in your room were turned off he choose to go back to his room. He could understand, today had probably cost you a lot of energy so you went to sleep early. But oh boy, how wrong he was.

It was around 4am and you were still staring out of the window, outside it was dark but you could still distinguish the trees around the compound from the night sky.

You must have fallen asleep at some point throughout the night as you were woken up around 8am by someone knocking on the door. Climbing out the bed and opening the door you find Sam on the other side. You awkwardly tell him good morning and he returns the favor.

“Sorry for coming by this early but I wanted to thank you for yesterday, Bruce just discharged me from medical” he said, taking you by surprise.

“Bruce told me as well, but only a fool is dumb enough not to know that I would have been off a lot worse if it wasn’t for you. I know Steve yelled at you, but don’t take it at heart, he doesn’t always know what he is talking about, I’m sure many of us would agree with me. The guy is one of my best friends, and he means well but he doesn’t always show it the best way. I think you did good on yesterday’s mission, keep training and you’ll get even better. Bruce also told me you stopped by yesterday evening, so thank you for helping me and checking in on me as well.”

“It’s okay, really. I’m glad you’re okay.”

Sam gave you another smile and then told you he was going to his own bed to catch some more sleep.

You closed to the door behind him and made your way to the shower since you hadn’t taken one last night. Once done you changed into some sportswear and put a nice sweater over it, it was the one you had worn the evening you and Bucky spent your time eating ice cream in the kitchen in stead of training like you usually did. Just as you were about to leave the room, another knock on your door caught you attention.

Opening the door again, it showed Steve this time. He cleared his throat before speaking up.

“Good morning” he greeted you.

“Good morning” you replied to him.

“Bucky helped me realize that I might have been a bit harsh on you yesterday, so I came to apologize to you. I realize that you were just trying to help, but your instructions were clear so I hope you understand why I made the decisions I made, because I haven’t changed my mind about them.”

You nod your head. “Okay, thank you Steve, for apologizing and letting me know.”

He gives you a nod back.

“We’ll look again in a few weeks to see if you’re ready”

“Okay,” is the only thing you reply.

“I- uh.” Steve clears his throat again before continuing, “I saw Bucky in the training room in case you were looking for him.” You give him a tight smile with another nod before he leaves for his own room without another word.

You close the door behind him and your gaze falls on the banana you had taken to your room last night. You really should eat something, not eating for this long is unhealthy. So you take the cup and drink it’s contents, then take the banana and leave your room. While eating the banana you make your way to the training room, where Steve said Bucky would be.

It wasn’t like you wanted to talk to Bucky, but you were in the need to speak to someone and you knew Bucky wouldn’t mind. So entering the gym he’s the only person you find, which is weird for this time of the day. A lot of the people living here enjoyed a early morning gym session, it was a great and healthy way to start the day. 

“Good morning,” you greeted him in a soft voice.

He looks up in surprise, you could understand why. He probably hadn’t expected to see you, since you missed dinner last night as well.

“Good morning” he said with a smile. “How did you sleep?” He then asked, watching your still tired state.

“I’ve had better nights.”

Bucky remembered your lights being off pretty early in the evening so at least you went to bed on time. Maybe the nightmares were just unbearable last night. Now he wished he had knocked on your door last night, maybe he could’ve eased your mind about the mission and you would’ve slept better.

“Did you eat?”

Another question.

You hummed while making your way to the yoga mats in the corner of the room. “I ate a banana.”

Bucky was over by the weights, watching you start to stretch. He had stopped actually lifting the weights once you came in, he was distracted. You looked tired and pale, he didn’t want to interfere but you didn’t look healthy.

“I don’t think you’ve eaten enough, you don’t look too good,” he said after contemplating if he should or not.

You let out a huff as you started to do some kind of fitness exercise.

“I’m fine, it’s just the lack of good sleep and the fact that I just woke up,” you defended yourself. It wasn’t like you didn’t know what you were doing, it was just a work out. You’d eat more after.

“Are you sure?” Bucky asked one last time, continuing his own work out.

“Yeah” you answered him.

The two of you continued your workouts in silence. To Bucky you seemed to be lost in your own thoughts, he could only imagine what you were thinking about, probably yesterday’s mission. He made sure to keep an eye on your while doing his own work out, which turned out to be a good thing to do.

At one point while you were doing squats you just collapsed. Bucky didn’t know how fast to drop the weights still in his hands and run over to you. You didn’t respond to him when he called your name, your eyes were closed.

“FRIDAY, tell Tony and Bruce to come to the training room now. Say it’s an emergency and that it’s about Y/N” You couldn’t hear his voice but he sounded scared and desperate.

“I am letting them know right now, Mr. Barnes” FRIDAY replied to him.

His hand was on your cheek while his heart was pumping at a rapid pace. His mind went to all the wrong places, he knew it probably would just be the amount of sleep and food, or rather the lack of those but he couldn’t help but let his mind cloud up with ‘what if’s’.

You were still out when Bruce came running into the room, he was already dressed so he must have been up and at the lab already. As soon as he saw your state he took place next to you and checking your pulse, which was still there luckily.

As both Bucky and Bruce were bent over you, Tony arrived as well. Bucky noticed him first, he was still dressed in what seemed like pajamas, he was never really the one to wake up early. With Tony it was one or the other, he either didn’t sleep at all or slept in until like 2 in the afternoon.

“What the hell is going on?” Tony said walking over to you and letting Bruce know he had arrived as well.

“She just collapsed while doing a work out” Bucky replied to Tony.

“Any more information?” Tony asked.

“She looked pale and tired. Said she hadn’t slept well, and I know for a fact she hasn’t been sleeping well any other night. She also missed dinner last night and informed me the only thing she had eaten since probably before yesterday’s mission was a banana.”

Both Tony and Bruce nodded. That was also the moment you started to stir again. Groaning you opened your eyes only to find Bucky and Bruce hanging over you and Tony standing close and looking at you.

“Well, good morning kid, what the hell is going on?”

You blinked your eyes a couple of times before scooting away from them, creating some kind of distance between all of you. Resting your back against the wall behind you, you look at the three of them with big eyes, feeling a headache start to show up.

“Have you been eating enough lately, Y/N? You weren’t at dinner last night?” Bruce then asks.

You cleared your throat. “Yeah, I fell asleep so I missed it.” You told the lie so easily, you surprised yourself. You used to be so scared of lying, scared your uncle would find out and punish you.

“Buck said you said you also hadn’t slept well?”

“Yeah I woke up some time after dinner and I went to get a banana, I actually saw you then Tony, you were in the kitchen with Steve, and then went back to my room but I didn’t have the energy to actually eat, so I just went to bed instead. But for some reason I couldn’t fall asleep, I think I did somewhere around 5am. Then I woke up early this morning, because there were several people at my door and then I made my way to the gym and ate the banana.”

You told them a lot about your day, in details. Something inside of you said that you shouldn’t, but you had anyway.

“Do you often sleep bad?” Bruce continued to question you.

You didn’t really want to answer his question, because the answer was yes. You’ve had sleeping problems for as long as you could remember, often it were the nightmares, but other times you just seemed to be unable to fall asleep.

You touched your forehead with you hand, trying to ease the headache. You were feeling overwhelmed by the questions.

“How about you stop by at the lab after you’ve eaten some proper breakfast? Let Bucky help you if you’re up to it and then we’ll take a better look at you, is there any chance you could have gotten a more serious injure after yesterdays mission? Did anyone take a look at you?”

“No, I don’t think I have an injury. But I guess I’ll stop by. Thank you Bruce and Tony for coming, you really didn’t have to, I would’ve been fine.”

“It’s okay kid” Tony speaks up, “You still live here with all of us, we gotta make sure you’re okay. Now scary dude, help her get some proper breakfast, Bruce and I will see you after.”

Bruce and Tony leave the gym and Bucky speaks up.

“Well, you scared me there for a second,” Bucky said while leading you out of the training room and to the kitchen.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that would happen. I really didn’t feel that bad. I didn’t mean for that to happen, I didn’t mean to be a bother.”

Bucky really wanted to comfort you, pull you into a hug and make sure you knew you were safe and that you shouldn’t feel sorry for such a thing. The way you had scurried away from him and the others hadn’t gone unnoticed. He was sure you didn’t want to be touched right now.

As soon as you entered the kitchen Bucky ordered you to sit down, so you did as he started to make you some breakfast. He made you some oatmeal, he probably had noticed you often had it for breakfast, you liked it. He added one spoon of sugar, just like you always did. And for a nice touch he added some red fruit he found in the fridge on top. Two strawberries and a few raspberries.

“Healthy and filling, here you go” he said as he sat the bowl in front of you and giving you a spoon.

You were grateful for him, that he would do something like this for you.

“Thank you, Bucky,” You told him with a smile more genuine than it probably has ever been.

Bucky could swear his heart had made a little jump when you said his name right then.

[Chapter 9] Coming soon

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 558

Summary: You confess something to Bucky…

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ Kinktober celebration and day 21 (Oct 21st)- anal. I went soft on this one because I was feeling like a fluff today. And I made another music reference because you know I love to! Hope you enjoy and thank you so very much for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤

Warnings: shy!reader, soft!bucky, fluffy soft love, light implied sexy times :) 

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You sit on the couch with a book and your feet in Bucky’s lap, his strong hands massaging from the soles up to your calves. You quietly gaze at him while he reads, his brow furrowing every so often and his tongue peaking out to wet his lips.

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That moment when @myboyfriendsteve accurately calls me out on how I describe Bucky’s eyes and I never even realized I did this 🤦🏻‍♀️

Bucktober day 21, prompt: We wait for them by Sieben

Promptlist by @fauneb

PAIRING: bodyguard!bucky barnes x innocent actress!reader

WARNINGS: age gap, anxiety, angst

A/N: it’s me again back with the angst xxx

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     - You were right about there being no wind. The blossoms are coming down by themselves. Just their time to, I think. 

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➸ 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔪 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 
       ↳  ʏ/ɴ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ʙʟᴜᴇ-ᴇʏᴇᴅ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴘᴀᴍ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. ʜᴀʀᴍʟᴇꜱꜱ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?

➸ 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔞 𝔰𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 
       ↳ ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴛᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʏ/ɴ'ꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ-ᴀ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴇx

➸ 𝔰𝔲𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔢𝔰? 𝔩𝔬𝔩 𝔫𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱
       ↳ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ'ꜱ ᴇʏᴇ. ᴛᴏᴏ ʙᴀᴅ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀʜᴇʀᴏᴇꜱ

➸ 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔟𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰   𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔦𝔦
      ↳  ᴄᴇᴏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ꜰɪɴᴅꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ʙᴀʀɴᴇꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴜꜱɪɴᴇꜱꜱ

➸ 𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔢𝔱𝔰
     ↳ ʏ/ɴ ᴀɴᴅ 40ꜱ! ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴄᴀᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ʙʀᴏᴏᴋʟʏɴ

➸ 𝔫𝔬 𝔴𝔞𝔶   𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔦𝔦
    ↳ ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ᴀ ᴅɪᴠᴏʀᴄᴇ (ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱɪx)

➸ 𝔦 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲
    ↳ ʏ/ɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅʀɪꜰᴛɪɴɢ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ. ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜʏ

➸ 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲   𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔦𝔦
   ↳ ʏ/ɴ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ

➸ 𝔱𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔨𝔦𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔰
    ↳ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ, ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ꜰᴏʀ ʏ/ɴ

➸ 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔢𝔰
    ↳ ʏ/ɴ, ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴀɪʀ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴇꜱ

➸ 𝔦 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱
        ↳ ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʏ/ɴ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏ/ɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ’ꜱ ᴋɪᴅꜱ (ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ᴀᴜ)

➸𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 (𝔦/𝔦𝔦𝔦) / (𝔦𝔦/𝔦𝔦𝔦)  / (𝔦𝔦𝔦/𝔦𝔦𝔦)
        ↳ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴠɪꜱɪᴛ ᴀ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ

➸ 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔲𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 
        ↳  ʏ/ɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴀᴍᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ ᴀ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ? (ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ ᴀᴜ)

They’re Playing Our Song (Part 1)

Summary: Y/N has no idea how to dance, and Bucky insists on teaching her

Warnings: None

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,387

Originally posted by crispychrissy

Bucky stood alone in the kitchen, his hair settled nicely in a low bun as he stirred the boiling pasta, Duke Ellington playing softly in the background.

He finally had the compound to himself, with the rest of the team out at one of Tony’s fancy galas to promote a new invention he’d whipped up; something to do with his micro-technology.

Bucky hadn’t listened very well to the details, excited at the idea of having time to himself. Since his therapy in Wakanda had concluded, he’d been bombarded with team exercises, missions, and press conferences discussing his recovery and being one of the team’s newest additions. Bucky had grown to love the team as if they were his own family, and after a long process; reconciled with Tony to the point of civility, even going as far to say develop a friendship.

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This is so late, but this was for @omgrachwrites 500 follower challenge! Congratulations again, hon, you deserve it 💖

I chose prompt 11. “Have you eaten today?” and this is a Coffee Shop AU with Bucky.

*y/f/d=your favorite drink (coffee, tea, etc.)

ps. Sorry if you don’t like muffins 🥺

Like You a Latte

Originally posted by marvelfandomthings

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The overhead door chimed as you entered the quaint, cozy coffee shop a block away from your apartment. Soothing instrumental music played in the background as the smell of pastries and coffee filled the air. You smiled softly to yourself and made your way to the front counter where your favorite barista waited patiently.

His dark hair was pulled back away from his face and, as always, his name tag read ‘Bucky’- which you’d said often in your head but never aloud. Bucky smiled and your heart warmed as he asked, “What’ll it be today, doll?”

You paused for a moment longer than necessary, stumbling over your words. “A y/f/d, please.”

Bucky touched a few buttons on the screen in front of him before meeting your gaze again. “It’s gonna be $2.78.”

You extended your card for him to take and he swiped it, hanging you the card and receipt. “It’ll be just a minute. Thank you.” Your fingers brushed slightly and you bit the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling. The rising, golden sun seemed to brighten as you turned and walked to your usual table.

You set up your laptop and then dug through your bag for the things you would need to get started for the day. Just as you were zipping up your bag, you heard someone clear their throat beside you. You lifted your head as Bucky sat y/f/d on the table in front of you. You beamed at him in thanks, your chest filling with that familiar warmth which came from seeing Bucky’s bright eyes.

Bucky bowed in mock servitude and you giggled at the gesture. He kept his eyes on you as he straightened, his lips lifting into a playful smile. “Let me know if you need anything else, doll.”

“Thanks, Bucky.” His name accidentally slipped from your lips like honey. You felt your eyes widen as if you’d made a mistake, but you didn’t have to wait long for reassurance. Bucky’s smile widened into a toothy grin, and he stood still for a moment, just looking at you. As quickly as he appeared, he spun on his heel and made his way back behind the corner.

You turned your attention to the work at hand, your smile faltering as you realized how long it would take you to get it done. Gritting your teeth, you dove deep into your work and got lost in the rhythm of the keyboard underneath your fingertips.

Minutes blurred into hours and you never left your spot, your drink long gone. You ran your hands over your face, closing your eyes for a few seconds to ease the strain from the computer screen. When you opened them again, Bucky was sitting in the seat across from you, his brow deeply furrowed in concern. Rattled, your frame jolted and you put your hand over your heart as if to slow your racing pulse.

“Goodness! You scared me.”

“Sorry.” He looked as apologetic as he sounded, his eyes searching your face. You noticed Bucky was no longer wearing his apron and name badge, and you glanced at the time.

“I didn’t realize how long I’d been working.” You laughed wearily, running a hand through your hair.

“Evidently. Have you eaten today?” He appraised you with soft scrutiny, his gaze making you feel guilty yet giving you butterflies at the same time.

You tried to concentrate, your tired brain struggling against sludgy fatigue. “Um…”

“I’ll take that as a no. Ya like muffins?”

You nodded your head absentmindedly, the concerned yet commanding tone of his voice urging you to answer.

Bucky raised his finger in a ‘one second’ motion. “Stay there and I’ll be right back, doll.” He rose from his seat and hurried behind the counter, disappearing from view.

You shut your laptop with a sigh and packed up your things, feeling a headache coming on. You tapped your fingers on the table when you were finished, the only thing keeping you in your seat was the promise that Bucky would be back.

He popped out from behind the counter, carrying a small brown bag in his hand. He sunk into his seat and pushed the bag across the table towards you. “Here. You need to eat something or else you’ll probably pass out when you stand up.”

You felt all gooey and melty at his thoughtfulness. You smiled warmly, “Thank you, Bucky. I appreciate it.” You carefully opened the bag and pulled out the muffin.

“‘Course. It’s what I’m here for.” He gave you an encouraging smile as you fidgeted with the wrapper cradling the muffin.

After you had finished eating, you thanked Bucky again. “Is there anything I can do To pay you back?”

Bucky started to rub the back of his neck, then dropped his hand to his lap. “Actually, my shift just ended and I was going to pop in to the bookstore next door for a few minutes. Walk with me?”

You mirrored his bashful smile, your voice soft as you replied, “I’d like that.”