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Boundaries, Part 4

Steve Rogers x Plus Size!Reader

Characters: Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes

A/N: More Bucky in this one.

Summary: You just finished a two year long photojournalist stint overseas and decide to take a break from traveling. So you head back to your home town and lucky enough, your childhood friend Sam Wilson has a few rooms to rent out. So you head back to California and are met with a surprise, a very handsome surprise.

His name is Steve Rogers and he’s a shy guy from Brooklyn, New York. Dragged across the country by his best friend, Bucky Barnes - he hopes to start a new life after a pretty bad break up with his long time girlfriend, Sharon Carter.

Can the of four of maneuver the art of living together? Or will boundaries be crossed?

Masterlist

It had been nearly two weeks of living with your new roommates and things were slowly coming together. Everyone was getting along, besides the little peek show Steve had walked into one morning in the bathroom - when you apparently forget what a lock was.

“I’m so sorry!”

Steve had yelled slamming the bathroom door shut.

You laughed and continued to use the toilet. “What is this? A Fox sitcom!”

Besides that one incident, things were going pretty well. You had started work at the local photo studio, which gave you a flexible schedule and it was smack dab in the middle of downtown and across the street from a small park that was literally 10 feet from the front door

You usually had mornings opened, which meant walking around in shorts and oversized shirts until it was time to adult. Luckily, everyone was pretty much morning people - so you always had company and it also meant you could play music loud.

Well, most of the time.

Steve stood in the hallway, a mug of coffee in his hand and eyes glued to your bedroom door - which looked like it could burst off it’s hinges at any moment. Music bumped through the walls, muffled, but loud. Sam and Bucky had left early to work, leaving Steve alone with you. He had made breakfast and coffee, so he went to call you, but the music interrupted him.

He inhaled deeply and prepared to knock, feeling a hint of nervousness tighten in his chest. Steve wasn’t sure what it was, but being around you lately had him on his toes. You were so different, in every way from any person he had ever met. Truthfully, he thought it was like inhaling fresh air after a long stay indoors. Was it attraction or fascination? Both?

He couldn’t be sure, but it was nice - definitely nice.

Steve reached out a hand and knocked loudly. Twice, before the bedroom door swung open and you stood there, disheveled and with a wide smile.

The music was louder with the door opened and Steve attempted to speak, but your head was bobbing to the song and your hips were doing something he thought he shouldn’t be staring at. Your eyes flew to the cup in his hand and you smiled, but shook your head.

“I can’t drink that!”

“What?”

“Hold on,” you laughed and walked over to the bluetooth speaker and turned it off. “Bruno Mars, am I right?”

Steve’s brows scrunched in confusion and you laughed. “Jesus, should I play John Mayer instead? You’d like that, huh?”

He would, but he just smiled and offered the cup again. “I made breakfast, hope you like french toast and bacon.”

“Sounds good, but coffee’s a no go for me.”

Disappointment fell over his face and his eyes looked down at the mug. “I thought you..”

“Runs right through me,” you explained motioning for him to lead the way. “Believe I wish I could, but I’d be in the bathroom all day.”

He laughed and held up a hand. “Duly noted.”

The two of you walked into the kitchen and you eyed the two plates on the kitchen island. “Nice, roomie.”

The man smiled and asked if you’d like a water bottle from the fridge. “Yeah, thanks.”

Within minutes, the two of you were standing next to each other - eating off your plates and talking about your new job.

“I mean it’s going to be different, not traveling around,” you bellowed out - taking a bite of bacon. “But a little stability is what I need right now. And you? Any job prospects?”

Steve pulled at his blue shirt and sighed. “Not really, applied at the gym Buck works at. I’m hoping I’ll get hired.”

“You should do personal training, get on Craigslist or whatever. Make sure to use your photo, I’m sure the ladies and gentlemen would be lining up.”

He laughed and shook his head. “Not a bad idea, if the job doesn’t pan out - I might just do that.”

“I can take your picture, but know I only do nudes.”

Two weeks ago, Steve would have choked on his bacon - now he was use to your brand of humor. “Even better.”

Your eyes lit up and you playfully smacked him on the forearm. “Now that’s the spirit.”

“Alright, stay still sweetheart.”

You focused on the little face in front of you, a four year old little girl in a cute blue sundress. She sat still, a wide smile plastered over her face. Snapping more than a dozen photos in various poses, you ended the session before the girl could get restless and thanked her parents. After informing that they could come back in a week for the photos, you followed the family out and waved them off.

“You’re really good.”

“Thanks, Bruce.”

Bruce was your boss and the owner of the studio, he was a reserved quiet man, but very generous and kind. He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose and tucked his hands into his black slacks.

“You do really well with the kids, do you think you could take my appointments this weekend? I have two weddings back to back.”

“You really shouldn’t overbook,” you teased walking over to your desk. Looking at the time on your desktop, you realized it was lunch time. “Of course I will. Don’t worry about.”

Bruce looked at his own watch and started shuffling through his desk. “Thanks. Lunch time. I’m going to close, be back in an hour.”

Grabbing your things, you followed him out and told him to have a good lunch. You watched him walk down the street and took out your cell. There was a text message from Bucky.

Noon. Park. Lunch.

Smiling you looked up and scanned the park, immediately spotting Bucky under a small tree. Crossing the small one way street, you jogged over to the man - who sat on a flannel blanket wearing a gray cut off shirt and black basketball shorts. He saw you and smiled, standing up just as you arrived in front of him.

“Hey,” he smirked and pressed a kiss onto your forehead. “I’m in between clients, thought we could have lunch together.”

“Damn, you know the way to a girl’s heart,” you exclaimed. “Is that JB’s?”

Bucky grinned and nodded. “Grilled chicken sandwich, extra tomatoes and a chocolate shake.”

You made a noise that could have been described as a moan and settled onto the blanket. Bucky laughed and followed suit, taking out the food and handing it over. You bit into the sandwich and groaned.

“I missed this so much.”

“I bet. Music?”

“Music.”

You watched Bucky take out his cell, sneaking bites from a fry as he scanned through his playlists. The afternoon was perfect California weather - clear skies and 70 degrees out, with the lightest of breezes. Sipping from the shake, your eyes widen when he pressed play.

“GAMBINO!”

He laughed and nodded. “Gambino.”

You sat there moving to the music, while eating and singing along to the song. Bucky couldn’t stop smiling, only moving his head slightly to the music.

“Got no patience, cause I’m not a doctor. Girl why is you lying, girl why you Mufasa,” you sang to your roommate and he laughed as he bit into his burger and shook his head. And when the song ended and the next one came on, you stared at Bucky in disbelief.

“Kali Uchis?”

Bucky shrugged innocently. “I like her music.”

“This is my playlist on Spotify, isn’t it. Oh my god! You’re my follower!”

You quickly took out your cell and touched the music app, while Bucky sat and tried to hold back an embarrassed laugh. Going through all your playlists, you land on the one titled ‘No Fucks’ and looked at the one follower’s handle.

“Winterdude,” you read aloud. “WINTERDUDE.”

“Figured it would throw you off, since we live in California and it’s never cold here.”

“You follow like all my playlist, you dork.”

Bucky shrugged. “You make good playlists, plus it felt like having you around again.”

Your eyes snapped up to your friend and you gripped his shoulder. “I missed you too, Buck. And also, you’re like really buff now. It’s kinda hot.”

His entire face lit up and he just roared out a laugh, throwing a fry in your direction. “I’m glad to see you haven’t changed in the last two years, punk.”

“That might be a bad thing, I’m nearly 30 and haven’t evolved much.”

Buck rolled his eyes. “We’re all nearly 30 and we live in a house together - bunch of single, attractive people. Shit, we could be doing worse.”

“Speaking of,” you changed the subject. “Any chance on getting Steve that job at the gym?”

“Look at you, caring about my good friend, Steve.”

“I’m being a good roommate, jackass.”

He pulled down the black sunglasses that had been resting on his head and smirked. “Yeah, he’s in. I was going to tell him when I got home.”

“Damn, I was really looking forward to those nudes,” you sighed.

“What!”

“Nothing,” you laughed. “It’s an inside joke. But what’s his deal anyway?”

“Steve?”

“No, Dennis Rodman - yes Steve!”

Bucky chuckled and leaned back on his arms. “He was dating Sharon Carter…”

“Fancy,” you interrupted with a smile.

“Yeah, she was a pretty good catch. They dated through high school and college, they got engaged and everything.”

“Holy shit, he was engaged?”

“Yeah.”

Bucky ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “But they couldn’t decide on date, truthfully I think neither of them wanted it. She broke it off when Steve wouldn’t move to London with her.”

“What - why? London’s amazing,” you scoffed and Bucky agreed.

“I know, that’s what I told him, but Steve doesn’t like change much.”

“Shit, how’d you manage to get him to move across the country?”

He laughed. “My good looks, my dazzling charm.”

“You’re an idiot,” you announced, packing up the leftover lunch. Bucky watched you carefully and something clicked inside his brain.

“You two would be good together.”

You looked over at Bucky and chuckled at the joke. “Yeah, okay.”

“No, really,” he argued. “You’re exactly what he needs. Someone new, someone with a different take on life.”

You listened to Buck’s words and digested them all with a grain of salt. “You can’t go from Sharon Carter to me - I’m too much for him, literally and figuratively. That man wouldn’t know what to do with me.”

You listened to Bucky laugh and smiled at him seductively. “Now you, you’d know be perfect for me. But I’ve seen you throw up like six hot dogs after the Wiz Coaster at the country fair - can’t unsee that.”

“Are kidding me,” he groaned letting his head fall in shame. “We were 16.”

“Six hot dogs, Buck.”

You stood up and held out a hand. “Those six hot dogs ruined a lifetime of dirty - and I mean downright dirty, sex with me.”

Taking your hand, he chuckled and got up. “The biggest regret of my life, doll.”

The familiar nickname made your body warm with comfort and you leaned in and went to press a kiss on his check. But he turned and let his lips touch yours. You grinned against him and pulled away, smacking him on the chest.

“Thanks for lunch, Buck.”

‘Anytime.”

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