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nothingbutimagines · 3 years

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Drunken Confession (Bucky Barnes)

IPairing: Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: So much pining and avoidance, mentions of alcohol

Summary: After Y/n drunkenly confesses their love for their roommate, Bucky, at a Halloween party, the day after, the two avoid talking about it as they try to get through their hangovers the next day.

Author: Dizzy

A/N: Trying to catch up since I ended up not having access to internet the past few days so a few fics and hc are coming today!

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"Oh my god, Bucky!" You threw your arms around the man who was quite a bit taller than you, balancing your weight between your tiptoes and his strong stature.

"Oh man, Y/n, you are absolutely wasted." He chuckled, breaking eye contact with a few friends to look down at you. "How many drinks have you had?"

You thought for a moment, tapping your fingertips against his shoulders. "Ummm... maybe two?"

"Only two?"

He didn't quite believe you, and you both knew it as a smile spread across your face.

"Maybe more. It wasn't my fault though! It was Steve's! He peer pressured me into playing beer pong."

"Didn't you say you were in the DARE program as a kid?"

You fell back onto your heels, your feet resting flat on the ground as you looked up at him with a confused look.

"Yeah, why?"

"Cause you would've learned not to fall for peer pressure." He chuckled. "Didn't you pay attention?"

"When do I ever pay attention?" You laughed lightly before the smile on your face fell and your hand instinctively grabbed the fabric of the shirt Bucky was wearing. "I think I'm gonna be sick."

Bucky was quick to guide you away from the group that stood outside by the bonfire where you once stood and by some bushes in the corner of the backyard. He made sure to help keep your hair and clothes out of your way and rub your back as you let it all out.

When you finally felt that it was all over, you rose from your bent over position in front of him and wiped your mouth, looking over your shoulder at him with a blush.

"Sorry you always have to take care of me, Buck."

He shook his head, giving you a small smile as his hand fell from your back. "Don't worry about it, Doll. What are roommates for?"

"Buck, can I tell you something?"

You couldn't tell if it was the fact that you were just sick or the fact that you were nervous that was causing the tightness in your throat as you fully turned to look at him.

"Of course, what's up?"

"I think I'm in love with you."

You cringed as the memory of the night before took over your thoughts to the point that even when you tried to think of something else, you couldn't get rid of the thought.

How could you have just told him you loved him? You had held onto the secret of your feelings for the past year and it took a game of beer pong with your roommate's best friend to get the secret out of you.

"Are you actually going to make coffee, or just stare at the items to make coffee until it magically makes itself?" Bucky teased, startling you as he walked up besides you.

"I'm going to make it, I just got distracted by my pounding headache." You lied, quickly going through the steps to make coffee. "Remind me next time to stick to water and never to drink again."

"You always tell me that."

"Well, you never seem to help me out." You gave him a little shove as you moved away from him, pretending to get a muffin from a container on the counter, but truly just wishing to keep him away.

"I held you hair back while you puked last night, but I'm sure you won't remember that, you were pretty wasted." He argued. "Speaking of which, are we going to talk about what happened last night?"

You froze as you took a bite into the muffin, scared you were going to have to explain the way you'd admitted to having feelings for him.

Bucky seemed to have noticed your tension, assuming you also thought he would ask about your confession, clearing his throat as he chuckled awkwardly. "I mean, I'm surprised Steve so easily swayed you and got you to play beer pong with him."

"Oh." You sighed, a bit too relieved, as you set down your muffin. "I was already a bit tipsy off a couple shots I'd done with Wanda and he needed a partner."

"That's it? He just needed a partner so you volunteered?"

You couldn't tell the truth, that you only agreed to play if Steve tried to find out Bucky's feelings towards you since you couldn't bring yourself to do it. You knew it was juvenile, to make a deal with someone to find out if the guy you like likes you back, but you were desperate at the time.

"Yeah," You shrugged, "I'm pretty good at the game and he offered to give me ten bucks if we won."

"You got so wasted you threw up in our bushes for ten dollars?"

"I needed money, okay? I kind of blew through a decent amount in my bank account buying our couch, remember?"

Bucky took a glance back at the couch that sat in the living room, not far from where you both stood in the kitchen.

"If you remember, I was fine with sitting on lawn chairs, you were the one who wanted a couch."

You rolled your eyes as the coffee maker dinged. "Whatever."

You ignored him going forward, as you made your coffee and as the two of you watched television together with the curtains closed and the lights off, trying to keep a migraine somewhat at bay.

You hardly ever looked at him and he didn't seem to mind much, speaking to you very minimally with you responding in no more than one word answers.

It wasn't that you wanted to ignore Bucky, you didn't, but he didn't say anything when you drunkenly admitted to having feelings for him and he wasn't saying anything as you went through the day.

You went over the whole night in your head, playing through it all backwards and forwards and in any which way you could think about it. You could remember the whole encounter, despite how intoxicated you were and you wished you could forget the night in the same way Bucky seemed to have done.

But he hadn't forgotten about it at all, as he too was going over it all in his head. He hadn't meant to brush you off, that seemed to be the opposite of what he had intended to do, but he was seemingly shocked and confused by your confession and decided it might be better to leave it all be, allow you to talk about it while sober.

Your eyes locked as both you and him, lost in though, took a glance at one another and you swore you saw him blush as you both look away.

You rose from your seat, rushing to the bathroom, and slamming the door behind you once you reached it. You just needed a moment to breathe without feeling as though you were holding your breath and the ideas rushing through your mind.

"Pull yourself together, Y/n." You said to yourself, staring into the mirror. "You gotta stop thinking about last night, it doesn't matter. You were drunk and so was he, maybe you both forgot about it."

A sudden knock on the door startled you as you leaned against the counter, trying to collect yourself.

"Y/n, you okay?" Bucky's voice barely made it's way through the door, though you knew he was probably right up against it.

"Yeah, Buck." You lied, "I just needed to go to the bathroom, that's all."

"Are you still feeling sick or something? You seem off."

"No, I'm fine."

You hoped that would satisfy him enough so that he would walk away, but you could hear him shift as he leaned against the door.

"Is this about what you said last night?"

The words penetrated you like a knife to the chest as you winced, silent while Bucky also stayed silent on the other side of the door.

"Y/n, can you open the door? Let's talk face to face." He pleaded, jiggling the door handle a bit.

"I can't." You replied softly, grabbing your side of the handle to stop his attempts to turn it.

"Why not? Come on, Doll, we talk about everything."

"Because you're just going to tell me that while it's nice to hear that I love you, we're nothing more than friends and I can't live through that." You raised your voice, almost close to snapping.

Bucky was silent on the other side, the silence almost deafening before he spoke.

"Doll, open the door. Please." His voice was soft and pleading to the point that it could've broken your heart if you weren't feeling so defensive.

You hesitantly opened the door and before you could react, Bucky's arms were tightly around you as he planted kiss after kiss to the top of your head.

"What the hell are you doing that for?" You asked, pushing him away a bit as he merely chuckled and smiled at you.

"God, I knew you were clueless, but I don't think I realized just how much."

"What are you talking about?"

"Y/n, do you really think I hold your hair back when your sick and listen to you cry about things that don't always matter and stay up all night helping you study because we're roommates?" Bucky asked you, causing you to mentally take a step back. "I have only ever done it because I love you, and for you to think I wouldn't breaks my heart."

"Buck-"

"Just let me finish." He cut you off and you allowed him to, "I couldn't say anything last night cause I wasn't sure if you truly meant what you said or you were just drunk. I never brought it up cause you didn't and when you didn't, I assumed you were too drunk to remember."

"I thought you were too drunk to remember it, either."

"How could I forget the person I love telling me they feel the same way?"

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rocketmantaron-blog · 5 years

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ninety-five years - bucky barnes

Whilst on a mission Bucky never thought that he would see her again, even though back in the 1940′s Bucky was quite the woman’s man he did always have an eye for one lady in particular and that was Agent Betty Newton. Bucky and her met in the compound in England. Basically for the the two of them it was love at first sight and Bucky had never felt anything like it before, and before Bucky was taken by HYDRA he did what every man does when he is in love, he proposed to the girl. “Buck, what’s going on are you there?” Bucky heard Steve say through the speaker in his ear. “Steve, it’s Bett’s it’s Betty. I don’t know how or why she is still alive but it’s my girl man.” Bucky says back. “Wow, yeah I see her, Buck. Well what you waiting for go and get you’re girl.” and that is exactly what he did, he made his way over to the jewellery stall that she was at, standing a little bit away from the girl. “Bucky?” he lifted his head to see his girl still beautiful as ever. Her face still the same the day that they met, her hair slightly longer but her green eye’s still bright as could ever be. He watched as she ran towards him and hugged the hell out of the man in front of her. “God, Buck you scared the hell out of me I thought I lost you.” Betty said as she hugged Bucky, He chuckled. “Missed you too Bett’s.” Bucky said as he hugged her back. Betty pulled away from Bucky and the raised her left hand to scratch her cheek and Bucky’s eye’s were glowing at the sight of the ring that was on her finger. “You still have it?” Bucky asked and then reached his hand to grab hers. “Of course I did silly, I promised you I wouldn’t take it off and I didn’t.” “I just thought after they told you that I had died, that you would’ve moved on from me.” and that left a shocked look on Betty’s face. “James Buchanan Barnes, don’t you ever say that yes I have been on a few dates but no one has ever been like you, no one is you. Even though we may not be those teenagers back in the 1940′s my love is still so strong for you even after ninety-five years.” Without any hesitation Bucky pulled the girl in for a kiss and it felt like their first ever that they had shared all of those years ago. “I love you James and nothing will change that.”

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