hii haley can you write for steve/bucky where they think reader is cheating but she isnt and its a misunderstanding?
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pairing: bucky x reader, platonic!steve x reader
warning: angst, fluff, mentions of blood and knife wound
a/n: hii my loves i'm back!! i wrote this before my blog got all weird so i thought i would post this while i look over the asks that i missed while my blog was being weird (thanks tumblr🙄) 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
"Stay still." Steve said, as he carefully lifted your blood-soaked top up to examine the wound. You lightly groaned in pain, and he muttered a sorry as he continued to examine you.
He grimaced at the cut right above your stomach that was still bleeding. Thankfully, the cut wasn't too deep or even that big. Once he could get the bleeding to stop, some stitches should do the trick. Though Steve wasn't a doctor or anything, he'd helped out with similar cuts and wounds in the field, and you trusted him to take care of you. Of course you also knew this was the only way to hide the cut from Bucky.
It was just a simple accident. It could happen to anyone during self-defense training. Well, anyone who would be stupid enough to try to learn Bucky's knife flip with an actual knife.
"Fuck. Steve, how much longer?" You nearly cried, as your adrenaline was slowly starting to wear off, leaving you in an agony of pain.
"I know it hurts, I'm sorry. The bleeding has stopped, I'm just gonna clean up the blood before I start on the stitches." Steve said, offering you a sympathetic smile as he gently wiped the blood off your body, "Are you sure you want me to do this? I haven't done this in a while, and we can still take you to the hospital. Bucky won't find out, I promise."
"Just do it, I'll be fine." You said, gritting through your teeth as the piercing pain returned, "Please just hurry up and do it. The pain keeps getting worse."
Steve sighed as he began searching through his bag for supplies. He began applying a numbing gel on top of the cut, making you cringe in pain at first. You sighed in relief as the area was finally numb, and Steve began sew the cut together with sutures. Eventually, the area was all bandaged up, and Steve got you some pain killers that would help ease the pain. He instructed you to get some rest as he helped you get into bed. You promised him you would sleep and take care of the cut like he had asked, but only if he promised not to say a word about this to Bucky. He reluctantly agreed and stayed in bed with you until you fell asleep.
Once you fell asleep, he went downstairs and texted Sam to come over to take care of you. Steve had to leave for a meeting and he didn't wanna leave you alone, and Bucky wasn't supposed to be back for another two days. Plus you would kill Steve if he told Bucky.
While waiting for Sam's reply, he began looking through the fridge to see if he could put some dinner together for you before you woke up. However, not so surprisingly, the only thing in the fridge was beer and some soda. He checked the time on his watch, and decided he had a few extra minutes to quickly grab some takeout for you before he left for his meeting.
Walking up to the door, he took his phone out of his pocket to see if Sam had replied. He noticed there were two notifications from Sam and before he could even look at them, the front door opened. Steve looked up, and his eyes widened as he realized Bucky had come home.
"Buck, what are you doing here?" Steve immediately asked, making Bucky frown.
"Uh I live here?" Bucky replied, with a confused expression on his face, "Are you okay, Steve? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"Oh yeah, right. I just meant you weren't supposed to come home for another two days." Steve chuckled awkwardly as he tried to think of a way to get Bucky out of the house again.
"Yeah I just came home early, missed my girl." Bucky smiled as he took his jacket off before looking around for you, "Where is she?"
"Oh she's not home, she went out with a friend." Steve lied, looking away from Bucky.
Bucky frowned in response, as he could tell Steve was lying, "Okay, so what are you doing here then?"
Steve's eyes widened as he realized he'd messed up, "Oh umm, I was just, I just wanted to uhh..." He tried to think of a lie but with Bucky glaring at him, nothing came to mind.
"Where is she?" Bucky asked again, this time in a serious tone with his arms crossed.
Before Steve could say anything, you called out for Steve from your bedroom, "Steve, are you still here? I need you."
Steve groaned as he watched Bucky angrily make his way over to your bedroom, "Why did I agree to do this?"
You carefully sat back up in bed, bringing the blankets up a bit to cover yourself up since you were still topless. You were still in a lot of pain and could barely move so you needed Steve's help to hand you your water bottle. Out of the corner of your eye, you watched a figure appear in the doorway. You sighed in relief, thinking it was Steve but then you realized it was Bucky, and Steve was standing behind him with his face in his hands.
"Doll, what's going on?" He asked nervously as he moved closer to you. Then he noticed the smell of Steve's cologne that was coming from you, and he nearly gasped as he noticed you weren't wearing a shirt. In fact, it looked like you weren't wearing anything at all with the way the blanket was covering up your body.
You noticed a shift in his eyes, watching as the flames flickered in his irises, and his nervous facial expressions quickly turn into those of pure loathing. You couldn't figure out why he was angry though. You purposely kept the blanket draped around your body so he wouldn't see the injury, so what was he so mad about.
"How long has this been going on?" He spit out, making you cringe in worry.
"Look buddy-" Steve started to explain but Bucky quickly cut him off.
"I don't believe I was talking to you. How long has this been going on?" Bucky glared at you, and you looked at Steve with a puzzled look on your face.
"Bucky it's not like you don't know about this." You replied, shifting uncomfortably as the pain was starting to get to you now, "He literally picks me up every morning."
You frowned when Bucky looked at you with a disgusted look on his face, then looked back at Steve before scoffing. You didn't get why he was so angry. Steve has been picking you up every morning for your training sessions. Bucky even knew that, then why was he acting this cold. Bucky turned back to you, ready to start screaming at you, when he noticed the big bandage that was covering something on your stomach. Bucky walked over to you, and carefully lifted the blanket off of you, making you groan in frustration.
"Ugh...okay look I'm sorry but I didn't wanna tell you because I didn't want you to worry, or kill Steve for trying to teach me how to do the knife flip thing. I also hate going to the doctors, you know that. But I swear Steve was so careful, and the cut doesn't hurt too much." You said, trying to make sure Bucky didn't get angrier. However, he just looked confused and a bit concerned instead.
"What you talking about?" Bucky questioned looking at Steve and then back at you, "Are you two not sleeping together?"
Steve nearly choked on his own spit before his face turned bright red at Bucky's implication. He really thought you were cheating on him with his best friend.
"No! God no, we're not! I would never do that to you." You replied, feeling a bit angry at him for assuming you would do such a horrible thing, "I got hurt during our training sessions that's all."
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry. Steve lied to me downstairs and when I came up here you were...it doesn't matter, I'm so sorry, baby." Bucky said, hugging you tightly. Although, he quickly let go when you almost yelped in pain from the tight embrace, "Sorry, baby, Are you okay? Does it hurt a lot? How did this even happen?"
"Well I told her not to try the knife toss and flip thing but she's as stubborn as you so," Steve chuckled, as he picked his bag up from the floor to look for some more pain relievers for you.
"Wait you were serious about the knife thing? Doll, how many times did I tell you not to try it, I knew you would get hurt!" Bucky sighed, carefully and gently pulling you towards him and wrapping his arms around you, "It's alright, everything is gonna be okay. I'm gonna take care of you, okay angel?"
You nodded in response, leaning against Bucky as he gently rubbed your back, "So you're not going to yell at me?"
"Oh no, I will but not right now. When you feel better you're getting a proper lecture on knife safety." Bucky smiled, gently kissing your forehead before continuing to stroke your back.
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🍒drabble for the celebration: reader and bucky having movie night with nat or steve and bucky is just teasing her the whole time
🍒 drabble for bratty!reader with mean!bucky + steve
a/n: y'all really love your smut😭 i wanted to combine the two asks that i got for the celebration but here is another needy!reader with mean!bucky <3 thank you again and enjoy, you filthy animals😭😭
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“Sit still.” Bucky whispered in a hushed yet stern tone. His hand continued tracing your inner thighs gently, as you were practically squirming on his lap.
“Sorry, ‘m trying but it’s hard.” You whimpered, trying your best to sit as still as possible on his lap. You knew you only had yourself to blame for the position you were in currently.
“I don’t care. Don't move.” He huffed, as his hand travelled further up. His other hand found its way under your shirt, lightly cupping you before moving it back down to spread your legs further.
“B-but it h-hurts…” You tried to move his hand between you legs but one you took a look at his stern face, you immediately stopped, "Sorry, daddy...just want you to help me, need daddy to help me...can't take it any longer."
“You should've thought of that before trying to throw yourself at my best friend like a needy slut. Did you think I wouldn't notice?" His hand finally moved up between your legs, but your excitement quickly diminished when his hand landed a hard slap between your legs. He quickly masked it with a cough, not wanting to wake up Steve who was passed out on the other end of the couch.
The evening started off with an innocent dinner, which then turned into movie night once Steve mentioned he'd never seen How to lose a guy in 10 days. Steve reluctantly stayed, still debating whether he it was a good idea. You spent the entire night flirting with him, finding every excuse to touch him and tease him. When you were bending over to put the brownies in the oven, he couldn't help but stare at how short your skirt was, and how it rode up when you were bent over. Bucky knew what you were doing as he watched you place the dessert in the oven, taking way longer than you needed to. He knew you were doing this to piss him off. He knew all you wanted was attention. He almost chuckled as he noticed Steve staring at you shamelessly.
As amusing as this was for him, he didn't want Steve to be staring at what belongs to him for too long. He cleared his throat to get Steve's attention, giving him a silent warning. Steve quickly looked away, knowing that Bucky was now glaring at him. He lightly licked his lips as he tried not to think about how good you would look bent over the table like that.
When the movie started, he pulled you onto his lap, leaving a trail of soft kisses all over your neck. Steve chuckled awkwardly, and tried to focus on the movie instead. A few minutes into the movie, and Bucky was already toying with you. Torturing you under the blanket, while you tried your best to keep your mouth shut and sit still. You quietly begged him to take you upstairs after he'd stopped touching you when you were so close the second time. Each time he just shook his head and started all over again.
And that's how you ended up here, on Bucky's lap. The movie ended twenty minutes ago, and Steve had fallen asleep right before the ending.
"Did you really think you could get away with being such a slut?" He snapped, a little too loud, making you worry whether Steve had heard him, "Do you think I like to share?"
You quickly shook your head, and looked over at Steve. It would be beyond humiliating if he could hear you two right now, "P-please I'll behave...Stevie is right there, he might hear us. Let's go upstairs, daddy, please"
"Oh but I thought that's what you wanted, sweetheart?" He mocked, starting to rub you faster, "You getting shy on me now, baby? You were perfectly happy bending over for him earlier." He landed another slap between your legs, making you whimper loudly, enough to wake Steve up.
"This. Belongs. To. Me." He smacked you after each word, and all you could do was moan in response. He chuckled at your reaction and finally turned you around to face him, "Have you learnt your lesson yet, little one? Are you ready to stop being a dumb needy baby?"
You quickly nodded, "Yes, please! I'll be your good girl again, I promise!"
"Yeah? You're gonna be my good girl now?" He tilted his head, waiting for your response.
Eagerly nodding, you said, "I will! I'll be good, I promise."
"Good. Then do as you're fucking told, and sit still." He hissed, turning you back around to keep toying with you, making you whine loudly, "Shhhh, pretty girl, I know you love being a little slut but you wouldn't wanna wake Stevie up would you now?" He smirked, looking over at Steve, knowing damn well he's been awake this whole time. But you didn't know that. And Steve didn't know Bucky knew he was awake. Bucky just used this as an opportunity to give you both a warning. After all, Bucky doesn't like to share.
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