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itspufflehuff · 3 years

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My Eyes Adore You - Steve Rogers Imagine X Barnes!Reader

Summary: Inspired by the song My Eyes Adore You by Frankie Valli.

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Word Count: 1,975

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"You are now husband and wife. Let's go eat some cake!" Bucky shouted. There was a piece of fabric similar to a veil covering your face, you rolled your eyes even though he couldn't see. "There is no cake!" You smacked him with the bouquet of fake flowers in your hand.

Bucky groaned, "If you're going to have a fake wedding can you at least get some real cake?"

Steve stood there awkwardly tugging at the suit that was way too big for him, he borrowed one of Buckys for this joyous event, "Can I please take this off its very uncomfortable."

You ripped the "veil" off your head, "Ok I guess."

This was how a typical day at your house would be. Steve would often come over to hang out with Bucky, your older brother. You didn't have too many friends who were allowed at your house so you made do with what you had. You would often drag Steve and Bucky into one of your games, it was hard to say no to you with those puppy dog eyes. Your brother loved you, even though he hated to admit it, and would do anything to keep you safe and happy. Even if that meant giving up his best friend to be your fake groom.

Your excuse was that you were bored and had no one else to play wedding with, but in reality, you had a huge crush on your brother's best friend, even if he was skinny, nerdy, and had a lot of medical problems. That just made him even more adorable to you.

On days when Bucky stood homesick Steve would walk you to school and back home. He was only a grade older than you so he didn't mind. Eventually, he got so used to walking you to school he would wake up early after he graduated and meet you at your house to take you. He carried your books to school and back.

His excuse was that he was protecting his best friend's sister, but the truth was over the years he started to develop feelings for you. He never thought he'd have a chance with you. In his eyes you were the most beautiful and wonderful woman he'd ever meet, so why would you want to be with a loser like him?"

As time went on Prom season came around. All of the girls at school were buzzing with excitement about their dates and what they would wear.

"Have you found a date for the prom yet?" Bucky asked.

"Umm yeah, Micheal Colgan asked me yesterday. I haven't accepted yet, I said I needed some time to think." You responded nervously.

"Isn't he the kid who smokes all day and skips school?" Your brother was starting to sound angry.

"Yes..." you trailed off.

"Well, you can tell him you're going with someone else. I don't want you hanging around that delinquent."

"Who am I supposed to go with then?"

Steve who was in the bathroom walked into the room rolling up his sleeves, "Steve can take you!" Bucky pointed, proud of his decision.

Steve looked up confused, "Huh?"

"Steve, buddy, would you do my sister the honor of taking her to the prom?" Bucky walked over to him patting his back.

"I would love to take you as long as you're ok with that Y/N."

"I suppose you're my best option." You smiled softly. Bucky was happy even though you didn't seem too excited about it. What he didn't know was this was your plan all along. You couldn't exactly ask your brother's best friend to go to prom with you. So you came up with a plan. You knew if you told Bucky the school's bad boy asked you out he wouldn't allow it thus offering up his best friend as a second option.

Just like when you were kids.

You walked to your room with butterflies in your stomach knowing prom would be the best night of your life.

Prom consisted of very awkward interactions. Steve wanted to be respectful of his best friend's sister so he tried to keep his distance from you. Even the dancing was awkward as everyone around you was holding each other close and Steve pretended there was a third person standing in between you.

Still, you had fun. Once you got home Steve apologized for the way he acted. Bucky asked Steve to spend the night since it was pretty late so he agreed. Bucky passed out way before the both of you so you and Steve stood up late talking and laughing. Everything seemed to be going great, then you scooted closer to him and it was like a switch flipped. He straightened up clearing his throat and sent himself to bed.

You were never sure why his mood changed so much that not but you tried not to overthink it.

Years went on with nothing happening between the two of you. Then one day your whole world flipped. Bucky was being drafted for the war and later that night Steve was joining. You had hoped that with Bucky gone you would at least have Steve but things didn't turn out the way you hoped.

You spent every day for years worrying about your brother. When you read about Steve taking the serum and being paraded around like a show doll you were relieved. Sure he wasn't fighting the war as he hoped but at least he was safe. That was until he went awol and joined the war anyway. Now instead of worrying about Bucky only you worried about Steve. You prayed to anyone who would listen to bring these two men back home.

The day you found out the war was won and all of the soldiers were coming back home you cried. You couldn't stop crying no matter how hard you tried. Your prayers were answered and you would finally see Bucky and Steve again.

You meet Bucky and Steve at the train station the day they arrived. You jumped into your brother's arms crying. He would never admit it but he cried a little bit that day. Steve stood beside him awkwardly. He was very nervous about how you would react to the new him. It was very weird to have Steve who used to be the same height as you now towering over you. You couldn't help but laugh, "Captain."

He smiled with open arms, "Come here." You melted into his touch. You missed him so much. "I hope you didn't get into too much trouble while we were gone."

"I may have ended up in jail once or twice." You shrugged with a straight face. The two men standing in front of you looked a bit scared, "You're kidding right?" Bucky pipped up.

You rolled your eyes laughing, "Of course I'm kidding!" Bucky laughed relived wrapping his arm around your shoulder, "Thank God I thought I was going to have to lecture you." For the first time in forever, the three of you walked home.

A few weeks after their return home Bucky left you home alone. He was worried about you so he sent Steve to watch over you.

You were in your room reading when you heard a soft knock on the door. You looked up from your book to see Steve leaning against the frame, "May I come in?"

"Of course," you straightened yourself up dangling your feet off the side of your bed.

Steve walked in nervous standing at the foot of your bed, "You can take a seat you know?" You chuckled at his adorableness. He laughed along, "Right, thank you." He sat beside you on the bed, "Since I got back we haven't had much time to catch up on how you've been the past few years." Steve spoke.

"Yeah we haven't really gotten some time alone, usually Bucky is here to talk my ear off." You both laugh.

"That is very true, he sure can talk a lot." It got silent for a few seconds before Steve cleared his throat, "So how have you been? What have you been up to while we were gone?" He shifted his weight causing the bed to slightly move.

"I did ok. I tried to keep myself busy because if I was home for too long I would start to worry about you and Bucky." You looked down at the ground.

"Was there anyone special around to keep you company?" He asked averting his eyes away from you.

Your head shot up to him, "No just my friends."

He nodded unsure of what to say next. "What about you? Did you find any European ladies while you were out saving the world? I'm sure you had lots of women interested."

"What? No, well some of the ladies did try but I didn't." He stammered.

You furrowed your eyebrows still looking at him, "Why not?"

He finally looked up at you, "There was someone special I had on my mind."

"Oh, do I know the lucky lady?"

He chuckled nervously, "Um yes you do actually."

"Well, what are you doing babysitting me? You should go be with her." You tried to sound happy.

He reached for your hand, "What if I said I was already with her?"

"What?" You were speechless. It was like all of the words in your head fell out and you couldn't speak.

"Y/N, I like you. I've liked you ever since we were kids and you would make me pretend to marry you. I used to get so excited when Bucky couldn't take you to school because it meant I got to be alone with you and even though your books were too heavy for me I loved carrying them so you didn't have to. My prom was horrible but when I went with you, gosh, I was so nervous but I didn't want to be too forward, after all, you are my best friend's sister. But I like you so much, I always have. I never thought I was good enough for you Y/N, you deserve a man who can protect you, and for the longest time that wasn't me but now? I fought in the war and am stronger than I ever thought I could be. I finally feel like the man you have always deserved."

You felt both happy but disappointed. All this time Steve thought he wasn't good enough for you? That was the craziest thing you'd ever heard. You turned your body and took both of his hands into yours, "Not good enough for me, Steve what are you talking about? Why do you think I loved playing wedding with you so much and why I would make up any excuse to hang out with you and Bucky? It wasn't because I liked spending time with him I'll tell you that right now. Steve, I like you. I really really like you, ever since we were kids. Even when you were short and skinny, getting beat up every day of the week, not because you're tall and buff and fought in a war. You have always been the bravest, sweetest man I've ever known. So for you to think you weren't good enough for me is insane."

He smiled, "I want to be with you Y/N. I spent so many years wishing I could be with you and I don't want to waste any more time. Would you go on a date with me?"

"Steve, I would love nothing more." You smiled. He jumped in excitement like he won the lottery. You laughed as you watched the dorky man celebrate in front of you. He stood in front of you with the biggest smile on both of your faces. He softly placed his hands on your cheeks looking into your eyes, "Can I kiss you?"

You nodded leaning in, "Yes."

He closed the space in between you giving you a sweet kiss, the first of many to come.

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thissupposedcrime · 7 years

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what do dmitry, alexi, and pyotr look like?? i'm v curious

Anon I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this question. I love you.

In Chapter 8/9 Yuri will meet Dmitry and that’s where I planned to detail his appearance but no one ever asked me about my OCs before so hot damn IMMA SAY A LOT ABOUT THEIR APPEARANCES AND RANDOM HEAD CANONS I COULD NOT FIT IN THE STORY.

Below are appearances (and other story details!) for Dmitry, Alexi, and Pyotr.

Dmitry (18, DOB 1/15/2006)

Name: Vershinin Dmitry Ruslanovich

When he’s sick or Alexi is pleased, he occasionally calls him Dima

Height/body: 165 cm/5’5 (never grows taller). His legs are especially well defined but he appears more skinny than firm, almost waif-ish. In the off season, he sometimes appears scrawny, despite the fact he’s swallowing down as much food as possible. He doesn’t retain the weight.

Eyes: Hazel (tinted more brown than green). They’re wide-set and rather large so Dmitry is an expert at the puppy dog look. It does not work on anyone who knows him longer than five minutes.

Nose: Pert and cute, has a few freckles sprinkled across it

Hair: Chestnut brown that, in certain lighting, gets mistaken for a dull red. Typically it is short and messy, as Dmitry is shit at caring for long hair and gets annoyed when it flies in his face. Currently he’s rocking a look like this (top photo). He likes using products in his hair because it stops the old ladies from ruffling it.

Face: Regardless of his age, there will always be an element of baby-face to Dmitry, slightly rounded at the cheeks, that makes him appear adorable instead of classically handsome. People will call him cute, not sexy, but he is good looking to many.

Smile: Very bright and full, always looks like he’s glowing when he smile. He frequently bites at his lips, so they’re normally reddish.

Complexion: His complexion is tanner than Alexi’s, so it’s a very ‘healthy tan’ sort of thing, even when sick.

Other details:

Originally, during his junior career, his hair was longer. Dmitry’s an idiot who tried dyeing streaks of blue in his hair using a home kit. Unsurprisingly, it went badly and, to allow the damaged parts of his hair to recover, he chopped off most of it, but grew to like the shorter styles. Once he tried to rock a pompadour but Alexi refused to stand next to him when they walked down the street.

He’s spent his life climbing Alexi like a jungle gym and using his appearance to get away with murder. Unlike Yuri, whose cute looks mean no one takes his threats of rage seriously, Dmitry cared more about sneaking into places during dares or begging for another cookie.

He basically retains the body Yuri wishes he kept during his pro career, short and flexible, but lacks the work ethic of Yuri. Yuri not so secretly despises Dmitry for this reason.

For his part, one of Dmitry’s first introductions to Yuri Plisetsky is seeing him inadvertently concuss Pyotr when he throws his phone, so, from the start, the fear of God had been put into Dmitry, furthered once he saw Yuri’s terrifying Dance Mom and Unholy Beast Boyfriend.

Both Dmitry and Yuri are super fucking dramatic but Yuri’s is rage and pretending to hate everything while Dmitry is woe-is-me and complicated dares no one should complete.

Two older sisters (six and four years older than him, married and in college respectively), father frequently in America for business so it’s usually just him and his mother.

Best friends with Alexi since they were eight. His mother loves Alexi most (but Dmitry understands).

Honestly Dmitry’s probably lived this long because of Alexi.

Alexi (17, DOB 5/22/2006)

Name: Rezansov Alexi Stepanovich

Dmitry is not allowed to give him pet-names.

Career: Still in Juniors, usually works with assistant coaches but Yakov looks forward to his planned debut in 2025.

Delayed in senior level due to early puberty. Once he regained his skills, his progress was sacrificed when he lost a year due to an ugly accident.

Height/body: 177 cm/5’10. The pinnacle of an athletic body, Alexi is long-legged, tone armed, and broad shouldered, meaning he easily navigates crowds that flock to him. Despite being younger, he has always been taller than Dmitry, who has been known to hide behind him during blustery weather conditions. Alexi is naturally active and mobile, a morning person who does not need coffee to keep his limbs under control.

Eyes: Gray eyes, frequently appear blue. Almond shaped eyes that naturally lift in the corner. He’s very sensitive to makeup so he refuses eyeliner. Luckily he has thick lashes so it isn’t often an issue he fights coaches with.

Nose: His nose was broken in the accident mentioned above and required minor surgery to repair when it didn’t heal properly, so he has a small scar, difficult to see if you’re not peering at him. Before the accident, it was very straight, with a pointed tip. Still sits well on his face.

Hair: Sandy brown, slightly wavy and smooth textured. He prefers clean-cuts and typically sticks with staples, like a classic crew cut. Whenever his hair grows out, Dmitry is on high alert because Alexi takes pride in being well trimmed.

By March 2024 it has grown slightly longer, enough that strands are starting to fall in his face if he doesn’t style it.

Face: Much to Dmitry’s chagrin, it is uniformly agreed upon that Alexi is handsome. People (fangirls) have called him sculpted or chiseled. Square jawed, well proportioned features.

When sick, Dmitry goes on the fan forums and fights people who say.

Smile: Pale pink but full lips. He’s more of a smirk or smaller, sincere smile type than toothy grins like Dmitry. Has been accused of having resting-bitch-face, even when winning gold, so smiles are usually saved for his family or moments Dmitry isn’t giving him heart palpitations because he’s PLAYING IN TRAFFIC OH MY GOD STOP. Straight, pearly white teeth.

Complexion: Pale, but not unhealthily so. Inherited from his mother’s fair coloring and complexion. Smooth skinned because, although puberty betrayed him in giving him so many inches in such a short time, acne wasn’t that bad.

Other details:

Even before his accident, Alexi was the most likely to understand skating isn’t forever and has considered leaving before his body breaks down to attend college, prepare for another career.

No dramatic backstory, they met in elementary school and were only surprised not to have met sooner.

Alexi is better at remembering the names of people’s spouses/children and recent events but Dmitry is better at socializing, especially with strangers.

Is both the youngest and most responsible of the skaters currently working with Yakov and his assistant coaches.

Only child of a florist and an accountant. He has a good relationship with his parents but that didn’t stop Dmitry’s family from basically kidnapping him and making them one of their own.

Dmitry is offended whenever Alexi claims to be an only child. You have two sisters.

Besides Yakov, he’s probably the only one to realize Dmitry and Yuri are somewhat alike.

Pyotr (20, DOB 9/4/2004)

Name: Sonin Pyotr Aleskeevich

Called Petya by his girlfriend

Called ‘how are you alive right now?’ by everyone else

Career: Senior Male Figure Skater 2021-2024, moves on to Ice Dancing with girlfriend/future wife 2025-2029

Height/Body: 173cm/5’8. Everyone is confused that Mila is able to pick up Pyotr because he seems huge, more of his bulk on his upper level (strong arms) than legs. Muscular. He has a long neck that does nothing in warning him of danger. Pyotr is surprisingly light.

Eyes: Dark brown eyes, spaced evenly apart from his nose. There’s nothing remarkable about them. Instead, people comment on the dark circles under Pyotr’s eyes, seemingly permanent. Whenever he loses a girlfriend or gets stressed over competitions, Pyotr defaults to watching cheerful foreign musicals, meaning he never sleeps.

Nose: snub-nosed (shorter, seemingly flat) but it works well on him, as his face isn’t overly long.

Hair: Naturally curly and thick in a platinum blonde color. He typically keeps it loose and has been caught on tape confessing the length, well past his shoulders, makes headbanging to music better.

Face: Oval shaped, a few scars from acne along the side but easily hidden by makeup. Occasionally, while injured, he has been told he has a face only a mother could love. Isn’t considered handsome or ugly but things would be helped if people would stop hitting him so the swelling could go down.

Smile: He has a gap between his two front teeth, but smiles easily and happily. Unlike Dmitry, who sinks into moods, Pyotr actively works to keep up a cheery disposition. Has dimples.

Complexion: Typically ruddy due to the cold and time on the ice, but in the off season he loses a lot of the redness and rawness in his cheeks.

Other details:

Does a lot of stupid shit like Dmitry, but is more a victim of circumstance than a perpetrator.

Lacks an Alexi of his own to keep him in line or give him credibility when he has a good idea. People should listen to him more, but he becomes a joke character.

All concussions have come from other people (Yuri, Mila)

Although his love life is a joke, he is the one most consistently in a relationship and will soon fall in love with an ice dancer named Valentina and marry her. First to have a wife and family

Choreographs a lot of his own programs and specializes in artistry rather than complex moves.

Oldest of three, with a younger brother and sister. His aunt was a skater so he’s especially close to her.

Thank you anon who asked me about these losers. Please feel free to prompt me with questions or ideas.

Story: soldier boy, tripping over himself to win my praise

#soldier boy #answering anon #anon #my writing #i am shook someone asked me about them #i did not know i did not know some of these answers

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