!no spoilers but this would take place during tfatws episodes 2 and 3!!
warnings: lots of cursing, mentions of hydra (yes that’s a warning lol), mentions of alcohol
summary: Bucky knew Zemo would have a lead, but knowing Zemo he would need to bring you with him. And after years of putting off this reunion he was desperate to have you by his side.
authors note: thank you so much for all the love on Eye Candy! I wanted to give you all another sarcastic Bucky fic and I hope you all love this one as well. lots of love babes <3
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“Before we go to see Zemo we need to get her.” Bucky said to Sam as they walked away from the imposter of Captain America.
“Yeah good luck with that one. She’s as stubborn as you and finding out you’re getting her back just for Zemo–well you know what I wanna see how this turns out.” Sam said patting the back of Bucky laughing at his idea.
“He won’t talk to us. He’ll talk to her.” He said reassuringly. To even get a lead to this super soldier scheme, he knew Zemo would know something–or at least know where to start. But Zemo had an obsession with Hydra, and bringing the prized possessions of Hydra to him will Bucky and Sam out.
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Bucky had found your location rather quickly. He knew you would be in Italy. You both had talked about running to Italy together during your days at Hydra. So when you broke out, he knew you would always be there.
You were there waiting for him and that broke him even more.
Walking into the apartment with Sam he saw how much it resembles you as a person. There was a vase filled with fresh flowers, some clean spots and some spots where your clothes littered the floors. You had all your favorite food scattered along the counters and in the fridge you had plums. Smiling at the small gesture in your apartment that was directed towards him.
“So where is princess Hydra?” Sam asked as he walked around. Sitting on the couch that you had.
“Well it’s ten pm on a friday night. She’s out clubbing.” Bucky said as he walked into your bedroom. Your bed was made and had no indents, as if it’s never been slept on. But on the floor there was a pillow.
“I like her a lot. More than you. Girl knows how to live her life after being an experiment for Hydra.” Sam said.
“Yeah she knows how to live life.” Bucky said smiling to himself as he saw your heels gone from your shoe pile.
“So what are doing here, are we going clubbing?” Sam said standing up walking over to Bucky.
“Yeah put these on. Find her and I’ll do the rest.” Buky handed an ear piece to Sam and they both walked out leaving your apartment. Bucky taking one last look at what could’ve been his.
Request: “Hii i loved “Haunted” so much 😍😍 could you please write a imagine about being Bucky’s next door neighbor and slowly getting to know each other and falling in love? Thanks a lot 🥰” - @alotofrandomfangirling
Word Count: 1.4k
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“Work has been good too. How are you doing?” you asked, speaking into the phone. You were walking up the stairs to your apartment. You were currently on the phone with your mom. You had moved into your apartment about three years ago, but your mom still called you every week to check in on you.
You were coming back from grocery shopping, and your hands were full of grocery bags.
You walked up to your apartment door and fumbled to find the right key amongst the keychain full of them. You were focusing, trying to get the right key, while not dropping your phone or the food.
“Excuse me” you heard someone say beside you. The sudden sound made you jump. You almost dropped your phone and the keys. You saw a man standing beside you. He gave you a small smile, and then realized you were on the phone. His expression quickly turned apologetic.
“Hey, mom. I’ll have to call you later. I love you” you said, hanging up the phone. You turned your attention to the stranger in front of you.
“Hi. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were on the phone. I was going to ask if you needed help with your groceries” he said, hesitantly. It was like he was worried you would be mad at him for interrupting you.
“I was done on the phone anyway, don’t worry about it” you lied, so he wouldn’t feel as bad. He looked relieved. “So do you need any help—?” He asked, not knowing your name.
“Y/N, and I think I should be good with the bags. Thank you though” you said, smiling.
This guy was super charming, but you couldn’t help but feel like you knew him from somewhere.
“I’m James. My friends call my Bucky. It’s nice to meet you. I just moved into the apartment next door” he said, kindly. You gave him a small smile.
Summary: You are Sam’s best friend and you meet Bucky when Sam organizes a party down at the docks.
Word Count: 4.3k
“Sam, I got this. Go get the rest of the boxes” you said, taking a stack of packaged food from Sam.
Sam was your best friend growing up. You both had been inseparable. After all the years of fighting and joining the Avengers, he was still always at your side.
He was having a big celebration today. The whole family had made a bunch of food for your neighbors. Everyone had pitched in to help save the boat, and Sam wanted to thank everyone for their help.
What better way to show your thanks than making food for all your neighbors?
You took the boxes and brought them down to the dock where Sarah was handing out food. You opened the boxes and helped her with handing out the food.
Sam walked up to you both setting down more boxes. “Y/N, the coolers running out of ice. There’s a bunch of bags on the boat, down in the freezer. Can you go get some more?” Sarah asked you.
You nodded quickly and headed towards the boat. You walked down the stairs and found bags of ice right where Sarah said they would be.
You grabbed a few and headed back up the stairs. Your hands were full of the big bags, and you could barely see where you were walking.
You went to step off the boat and onto the dock, and you lost your footing. You felt your feet fly out from beneath you. You started to fall backwards.
Before you had time to react, you felt a pair of hands catch you. You looked past the ice and saw a brunette man, with a charming smile.
“You okay?” He asked you, sincerely. You nodded as he let go off of you and you adjusted the bags in your hands.
“I’m okay. Thanks for catching me. I’m Y/N” you said, sticking out your hand.
He smiled at you and shook your hand. “Y/N. That’s a beautiful name. I’m Bucky” he said, and you could feel your heart swoon.
You got lost staring in his eyes. It was like you couldn’t look away.
Summary: When Zemo flirts with Y/N, is he doing it to make Bucky angry or does he have a larger plan in play?
Word Count: 2.6k
Warnings: spoilers for episodes 1-3 of the tfatws (plot is inspired by the plot of the show, not exactly the same), violence, threatening
“Can you just tell us where the hell we’re going?” Sam snapped at Bucky. Bucky remained silent.
The three of you had just gone to see Zemo, and Bucky was being quieter than usual. He told you both that Zemo gave him a location. So, now he was driving you both there.
Other than that, Bucky had remained completely silent.
Sam looked over at you, begging for help. You were Bucky’s girlfriend. If anyone could get him to talk, it would be you.
“Come on, Buck. Just tell us where we’re going” you begged.
“Not yet” was all he muttered in reply.
You had gotten him to speak, but it wasn’t the answer you wanted.
“Did Zemo try to mess with your brain or something? You’re being quieter than normal” you told him, concerned.
He glanced over at you for a second, like he was contemplating whether he should tell you something.
“I’m fine. We’re almost there” he mumbled, his eyes going back to the road.
He pulled the car into an empty parking lot. You didn’t see much of anything. There was a rundown factory building, and that was it.
“Okay, you going to tell us where we are now? Because I would like to know if we’re walking into an ambush” Sam said, as you all got out of the car.
“It’s not an ambush” Bucky said, walking straight for the front doors. You and Sam both followed behind him, jogging to keep up. You looked over at Sam and he gave you an uneasy look. You just shrugged your shoulders.
You continued to follow Bucky farther into the abandoned factory.
“Alright Barnes. What’s going on?” You asked, crossing your arms.
Sam smirked, knowing you only called him Barnes when you were mad at him. Bucky turned around to face you.
He looked between the both of you. “Can I walk you through a hypothetical?” Bucky asked you.
You and Sam both froze. “What did you do?” You both asked, dreading the answer.
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warnings: spoilers for tfatws! mentions of violence, blood, zemo being a dick
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Stepping out of the car, you can’t help yourself from tugging on the dress before Zemo moves closer. “Do you have to do that?” You sigh as he rests his hand on your waist, pulling you closer toward his side.
“You are my Baroness this evening, Y/n.” Zemo reminds you as the four of you walk through Madripoor. “Just play your part so our cover doesn’t get blown.”
Glancing over to Bucky, you wish he could say something, but he simply remains stoic.
“I’m not sure whose disguise is worse, mine or yours.” Sam states. “I’m the only one here who looks like a pimp.” He tugs on his jacket, and you nod in agreement.
“At least you’ve got a jacket,” You remark. “this dress was made from one piece of fabric, Sam.”
Beside you, Bucky resists the urge to remove his jacket and drape it over your shoulders, knowing how cold you easily get. But he knows what is at stake here, he must remain as the cold-hearted soldier, not your loving boyfriend.
a bucky barnes x fem!reader wherein the reader comes home to see the super soldier with a toddler tucked in his lap.
WARNING: none! (all mistakes within the story are mine)
A/N: soft and domestic (and clingy) bucky, anyone? i’ve written this with tfaws bucky in mind after episode five where he was on the couch and smiled after seeing sam’s nephews. so yes now i present to you bucky with a child bcs we need that content, ,, good bYe for i shall be drowning in my own feels.
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“Do you really have to go, doll?” Bucky asked, watching you by the frame of your shared bedroom door with his hands crossed against his chest. A heavy sigh heaving from his lips as his eyes observed you pick out a shirt to wear, hands grasping on his black shirt and opted to wear that; a small smile formed on his lips as you slipped into the clothing piece, adoring how big it looks on you.
You turned to him with your hand on your waist, an eyebrow raised, “Unless you want to starve for a whole month then fine I won’t go to the grocery” you say teasingly, checking yourself out in the mirror before walking up to him, arms linking around his neck loosely; his hands circling around your waist in a protective manner as he pulls you into him. “I won’t be gone for the whole day, James.”
He groaned softly, wanting nothing more than to accompany you but seeing that you were going with your mother, he opted out. “You always say that then be gone for the whole afternoon.” he grumbles in between the kisses he gives you. “You and your mom take so much time at the grocery store.”
You threw your head back and laughed, finding his small whiny state adorable. You retract your arms from behind his neck and cupped the sides of his face, squishing his cheeks gently. “You sound like a child, Buck. I promise I won’t be long. Besides, you have Alpine to keep you company.” you motion your head to the sleeping cat on the bed.
“Now please let me go so I can leave now and be back sooner.” you tell him, pressing one final kiss to his lips before ducking out of his embrace, making your way to the front door and grabbing your car keys before turning back to see him standing behind you with a small pout on his lips (albeit he would never admit to doing such an act),
You grinned and walked up to him, reaching up to press a small kiss on his lips. “Sometimes it's hard to believe you’re this big scary dude that can take twenty men down in a course of ten minutes when all I see is this big baby.” you tease, a hand snaking up to the back of his head to play with the ends of his hair softly.
“Doll wait before you go” Bucky starts off, holding onto you, cheeks lightly flushed as he hesitated with his words, clearing his throat lightly before looking away, “Can you set up that damn Netflix thing on the TV before you leave?”
Your gaze on him softened even more and nodded, leading him to the living room and set the whole thing up for him, handing him the remote right after. “I’m guessing you can manage now?” he smiled shyly, the area around his eyes crinkling as he nodded. “Yeah, I will. Thanks, doll.”
“I’ll be back later, I love you, Buck!” You bid him a goodbye, looking back at him from the door and gave him a small wave, the male waving back before focusing on the TV, searching for that one movie you suggested he watch.
“What was that movie called again? RIght, The Breakfast Club”
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Not even half-way through the movie, Bucky had somehow fallen asleep on the couch, not finding the first few minutes of the film entertaining. He somehow fell deep into slumber that he didn’t even notice the front door of the house opening until he felt something being placed on his stomach.
He stirred awake and the first thing his blurry vision could make out is the outline of a toddler sitting on him. “Hey James, I’m leaving Hugo with you and Y/N for the weekend. Our babysitter cancelled out last minute and I’ve been trying to call my sister but she hasn’t picked up any calls.” Damian, your younger brother said in a rush, putting down your nephew’s baby bag on the coffee table. “Thanks James, we owe you one.”
But before Bucky could get a say in any of this, Damian was already out the door and the sound of a car pulling away was followed. Barely half-awake, he stared at the tyke who was staring right back at him with his innocent E/C doe eyes. “What do I do with you?”
He takes Hugo in his arms as he sits up, placing him on his lap, his metal arm reaching over to pause television. “Y/N’s better at this than I am.” he mumbles, watching the child look around the room before he started to fidget on the larger male’s lap, wanting to roam around.
Bucky sighs, “Now why won’t Y/N answer her calls?” he asks the tiny human who was still staring up at him. He reaches over to grab his phone and dials your number, only to hear it ring from the other side of the house, inside your room. He dropped the call and placed his phone inside his pocket, now wondering what he could do to keep the small person alive.
“Usually Y/N deals with you.” He says, watching the small child struggle on his lap, clearly wanting to get down. Bucky finally gets what Hugo wanted to do and sets him down on the carpeted floor, watching the toddler (wobbly) walk around the space freely.
Seeing that the child was doing alright after finding a small fixation with Alpine who was now resting near the couch, he returned his attention back to the TV to resume watching the movie. His attention split in half as he continued to glance back at the kid who was now playing with the toys you had brought him and kept at in a basket in the corner of the living room where you deemed it “Hugo’s Area”
Bucky was finally getting into the film, entertainment written all over his face at the sight of the students dancing around the library until it morphed into one of concern when a small bonk followed by a loud cry resonated the room making him look over at Hugo who was already flushed from crying.
He paused the movie again and rushed over to Hugo’s side, taking the small boy in his arms, cradling him on his lap as he tried to calm him down. “Now kid, don’t cry on me. C’mon” he mumbled, raising him up lightly to look at his forehead as he searched for any wounds, relieved to find none.
“C’mon James, what would Y/N do…” He said to himself, standing up as he moved around and cradled the crying child, trying to remember what you would do whenever he has meltdowns like this.
“Oh god, right!” Bucky exclaimed as he remembered, quickly going to the couch and sat down, placing Hugo on his lap as he gently placed his vibranium hand on the back of his head and his flesh one cupping the smaller one’s cheek, wiping the tears that glistened on his smooth skin.
Seeing how the toddler was starting to calm down, he carefully spoke, “Now you gotta work with me, little one.” Bucky then proceeded to blow softly on his face, remembering how you would do that when Hugo was having a fit. “Now can you do that for me as well?” He asked, encouraging the child with a small smile.
Once he felt the kid do the same thing, he repeated the steps a few more times until he was completely calm, letting the child snuggle up against his chest, feeling how he would occasionally let out a small shuddering sob from time to time, making Bucky laugh at the adorable action. “Now what do you want to do?” he gently asked, the cold surface of his metal hand that caressed the child’s back making small bubbles of laughter elicit from the baby.
“Bucky wead [ read ] pwease?” was all that left the two-year old’s mouth, causing a small surprise from the older. Hugo then pushed himself off from Bucky’s chest and turned to his small corner of the room, raising his small arm and pointing his even smaller finger towards the bookshelf that was filled to the brim with story books.
A chuckle left the soldier’s lips, “Alright then, little dude. Go take your pick.” he then proceeded to let him down and watch as the toddler walked his way towards the array of books and picked out one, running back towards him with a big smile.
“Alright big guy, what do you have for me?” Bucky asked, taking the tyke in his arms once again, taking the book from Hugo’s hands. He let out a (very) fake gasp of excitement which made the toddler laugh out loud as his reaction, making small little wiggles of his own eagerness for the book.
Bucky shifted in his seat a little to be more comfortable, letting Hugo snuggle up to him as he opened the book and started to read, “Llama Llama, red pajama, reads a story with his mama.”
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You were elated to finally come back home and fall into your lover’s arms from a long day of errands with your mom. After the Target trip with your mom, you had to drive her back home and help her with her own groceries and pack up everything with her over at your childhood home一 with an addition of having a few serious talks with her about your future.
“Seriously, Y/N. When are you going to give me a grandchild?” Your mother poked your sides as you helped her bring in the bags filled with her stuff. Ever since Damian introduced Hugo to the family, she’d been on your heels about when you and Bucky would bring one to them as well; admittedly you and him had been in a much longer relationship than Damian and his wife which surprises everyone even more.
You shrugged, rolling your eyes in a playful manner. “I don’t know, mom. I think I’m content being with Bucky for now.” you answered truthfully, setting the items on the kitchen island and turned to her, “Besides, we have Alpine! Our cat!”
This made your mother sigh, laughing softly at your antics. “I know my sweet girl, but I’m just so excited to see a little you or James run around with Hugo.” Her answer causes your heart to swell at the thought of starting a family with him some day; conversations like this with him are normal but are always caught in a fleeting moment so you were never certain about his opinions on the matter.
“Well you just have to wait and see, ma.”
Taking the bags in your hand, you walked over to the door and opened it with ease, expecting to see Bucky waiting for you on the other side only to be greeted by none. Your eyebrows were furrowed as you carefully stepped inside, assuming he had fallen asleep as he waited for you until you heard his quiet voice resonating through the living room. “Little llama, don’t you know? Mama llama loves you so”
You peeked at the source of the sound and what you saw made you just melt on the spot. Bucky had Hugo on his lap, your nephew playing with the thumb of his artificial arm as he listened to the story that he was barely paying attention to as he was already falling asleep.
Not wanting to interrupt the moment, you graced on over to the kitchen in silence and arranged everything as quiet as you can. The smile on your face growing bigger at the thought of how much of a good father Bucky could be; the sight of him with your nephew caused a thousand butterflies to dance around in your stomach freely.
“You’re back, doll?” Bucky’s quiet voice made you jump, head whipping to his direction where he stood with Hugo fast asleep in his arms.
You nod and walk towards him, offering to take him from his arms and Bucky disagreed, pulling away from your attempts. “Hugo’s with me, I’ll take him to bed and I’ll help you finish out here, alright?”
Chuckling softly, you agree and reach up to place a quick kiss on your nephew’s forehead, moving aside so Bucky can place him down inside your room.
You were folding up the plastic bags when you felt a pair of arms sneak up and circle your waist, capturing you in a back hug. Your back was flat against his chest, the warmth from his body making you relax in his arms. Turning around, you let your arms snake up around his neck, your hands playing with the ends of his hair, his physique visibly loosening up. “So your brother came here earlier and said you weren’t picking up your calls.”
“I forgot my phone, i know.” you told him, throwing your head back slightly to let out a soft groan of annoyance at yourself before looking back at him. You met his gaze and his eyes were filled with adoration and love with a spark of something you can’t seem to pinpoint. “What’s going through that head of yours, James?”
He hummed softly, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, “I was just thinking of how I want to have a family of my own with you.” he answered truthfully, not finding anything shameful in admitting his thoughts. “The afternoon I spent with Hugo made me realize I want that for us as well.” his words were soft and dripping with enthusiasm at the thought of being with you for the rest of your days.
This made your cheeks flush lightly, a happy smile resting on your lips as you were already in agreement of his words, “I’ve been thinking the exact same thing, Bucky. I can’t wait to have our own little minion running around the house.” you admitted, this time making Bucky smile even wider than yours, happy that you had the same thought.
“Also, not to brag but I think I’m his favourite now.” Bucky said out of nowhere, grabbing the small carton of chocolate milk from behind you and letting you go, opening the drink and chugging it down in one go.
You rolled your eyes at his words, playfully flipping him off as you sauntered into the pantry where you were arranging your stock of goods. “I highly doubt that, he loves me way more.”
“That’s what you think but Hugo made me read his favourite book to him so now I’m his favourite. He even said it himself.”
summary: when you married your brother’s best friend in 1941, the two of you had always promised to stick together and you did just that- even following him to wakanda where you trained alongside the dora milaje. When you find out that bucky’s released zemo from prison behind your back… needless to say you’re pissed.
a/n: okay i absolutely loved this request so much @missroro. reblogs and replies are super appreciated!
word count: 2.4k
warnings: swearing, reader and bucky fighting
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You were pissed to say the least.
You couldn’t understand why your husband would keep something so big such a secret from you. You had spent seventy years in ice for those you loved. You had become a super soldier for those you loved. You had spent two years off the grid in hiding for those you loved… and your husband couldn’t even tell you the truth? You would have tried to understand- helped him even- but he had chosen instead to keep you in the dark, leaving you to find out about his actions second hand from those who felt just as betrayed as you.
summary: you and your boyfriend bucky barnes head down to the wilson residence for a barbecue. sam’s nephews adore the both of you and as you watch bucky play with the kids you’re ready to tell your boyfriend that you’re pregnant
a/n: gif credit- @davidsfincher ; i will never get over this scene. reblogs and/or replies are super appreciated!!
word count: 2.7k
warnings: pure fluff based on episode six, mentions of pregnancy
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“I say we get the vanilla one.”
Standing besides you in the supermarket aisle with his arms crossed, your boyfriend turned to look at you with disgust written all over his face.
“Vanilla?” Bucky said, shaking his head. “Are you kidding, Y/n? All kids like chocolate.”
summary: after discovering that you’re bucky’s secret girlfriend, sam invites you on a mission with them. when bucky gets injured and you save his life, you give him news that will change the both of your lives for the better and bucky has a very important question to ask you.
a/n: this is technically a part two to Who’s She?, but can be read w/o the first; reblogs and replies are super appreciated!
word count: 4.9k
warnings: blood, bucky getting shot, mentions of bucky nearly dying, mentions of pregnancy, some swearing, angst, fluff
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“Absolutely not.” Bucky told Sam. “No way. We have to find someone else to do it.”
“I’m sorry- do you have any other secret girlfriends lined up?” Sam asked, crossing his arms. “Because from what I understand we’re supposed to be doing this all under the radar and you and I don’t exactly have a lot of friends right now.”
Bucky stood his ground, staring down the man in front of him. “I’m not bringing her into this.”
summary: when you come down to visit your boyfriend, bucky barnes, at the wilson residence and see his interaction with sam’s nephews firsthand- you can’t help but entertain the idea of having a family of your own with the super soldier.
a/n: here’s some short and sweet fluff prior to the season finale! reblogs and/or replies are super appreciated!!
word count: 2k
warnings: mentions of starting a family? it’s pure fluff
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“Hey sleepyhead.” You hummed, running your fingers through your boyfriend’s hair.
At the sound of your voice and the gentle touch of your fingers slipping through his hair and brushing against his skin ever so slightly, Bucky opened his eyes to bet met with your figure sitting at his side, staring down at him.
No matter how many times he woke up to see you first thing in the morning with the sunlight highlighting your features, he would swear he was in heaven- utterly consumed with the feeling of pure bliss.
“Hi, doll.” He smiled, his voice still raspy.
At the feeling of his hands moving to lay on either side of your waist you smiled. “Hi.”
Summary: You, Sam and Bucky get to work repairing Sam’s family boat. Turns out the boat isn’t the only thing in need of fixing. But with help from you and Sam, Bucky figures some stuff out.
Word Count: 3,745
Warnings: a bit of a make-out session but not enough to be classed as smut, tfatws spoilers! 1x05
a/n: This is a direct result of watching episode 5 too many times. Spoilers below!
|| Part Two ||
Small waves lapped gently against the dock and the afternoon sun warmed your back as you worked on the old boat.
You were standing side by side with Bucky, crowbar in hand as you attempted to pry off the old metal cleats from the boats side, whilst he expertly pulled rusted pipes apart and threw them into a pile. As if on queue, one of the pipes on the opposite side of the ship burst, hissing and spurting out white clouds of steam. You marvelled at how quickly Bucky reacted, quickly crossing the deck and sealing the leak with an abrupt upward turn of the pipe with his metal arm.
“Where did you learn so much about fixing boats?” You teased, motioning to the now fixed pipe with your crowbar. Bucky dusted off his hands.
“I used to work on the docks in Brooklyn before the war.” He shrugged, rolling up his sleeves to the elbow and taking a seat on a crate next to you. “I picked up a few things.”
pairing: (tfatws) bucky barnes x female!reader, slight SLIGHT john walker x reader
warnings: no-no words, john walker, tfatws spoilers?
wc; 800ish
synopsis: first he takes the shield, and then tries to take you? not on bucky’s watch
a/n: oh man have I missed writing for bucky
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“John!” You exclaim, hopping into the vehicle and giving him a brief hug. “Wow, look at you!”
He laughs, stepping back, showing off his new uniform. “It’s different, isn’t it?”
You nod, mouth open. “Yeah, really.”
“You guys know each other?” Bucky asked, taking a hesitant seat.
“Yeah, we went to high school together. We went to prom together one year.”
Walker chuckles, “Yeah, it was a fun time.”
You force a laugh. “Maybe for you, I remember that night very differently.”
Walker shrugs, and Bucky doesn’t read the slight tension between you. He’s too busy keeping himself in check, his jaw tightening at your friendly interaction. This was the guy replacing Steve.
How could you like him?
He was never going to amount to the kind of person Steve was, not even half.
But here you were treating him like he was.
“(L/N), you went to prom with this guy?” Sam asked, the same disproving expression on his face.
You give a tight-lipped smile, “Yeah, high school prom. Don’t give me that look.”
“What look?” He said, giving you a cheeky smile.
You roll your eyes at the two boys, sitting back next to Bucky and across from Walker.
You were well aware of the strong distaste towards Walker, and honestly, you don’t blame them. Even you were still slightly bitter about it.
But Walker had been your friend, Sam and Bucky would give him enough shit anyway, might as well be the nice guy.
Though, if you had the chance, you would gladly snatch the shield from his hands. Walker was a good person, as far as you could remember. But the only person worthy of that shield was Steve. You knew that.
But until Walker does something unworthy of it, the shield belongs to him.
“How’d you end up here?” Walker asked, gesturing between you and the boys. Clearly, he’s only talking to you.
“What do you mean?”
“How’d you end up working with them? I mean, don’t get me wrong. Mad respect for you both, but I just think you’d be more helpful with me. Clearly, we won’t be working together.”
Your lips part unsure if that was an insult directed at Bucky and Sam, and if you should give some sort of snarky response.
“My first priority is them, John.”
The said boy holds his hand up in defense. He can sense the accusatory tone in your voice. He really doesn’t want to piss you off of all people. He needs you on his side, not theirs. “Right, sorry, (N/N). I should’ve known.”
Bucky’s eyes narrow at the use of the nickname. His hands are clenched together as he resists the urge to slap the smirk off of Walker’s face. Bucky could care less about your past with him. If given the chance, he would gladly shove that shield down his throat.
Walker was the enemy, no questions about it.
“You look great by the way,” Walker smiled. “I don’t think I said that earlier. Just as beautiful as prom day.”
Before you get a chance to reply (not that you had one, you were debating between telling him to be professional or a simple thank you), Bucky grabs your arm.
“That’s it, we’re leaving,” He said as the driver stops the vehicle so the heroes can jump out.
“It was just a compliment!” Walker called out, laughing to himself. “I’ll see you around!”
Bucky shakes his head, sending Walker a death glare. “No, you won’t.”
Walker quirks an eyebrow at the ex-assassin, but then the vehicle starts up again, and he’s gone.
As soon as he is, you shake yourself from Bucky’s grip, eyeing him up and down. “What the hell was that?”
Sam stays silent, trying to hide the grin on his face as he knows what’s about to come.
“That was fucking Walker flirting with you!”
“Bucky-”
“No, okay, listen to me, he doesn’t get to prance in here all Captain America thinking he can save the day and take my girl.”
Sam chokes, coughing loudly to cover it up. He repeatedly hits his chest, looking away.
Once he’s done, you look to Bucky, eyebrows raised. “My girl?”
Bucky smacks his lips together, rubbing his chin. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant,” He sighs, “I don’t know. Walker just gets on my nerves. If you like him, that’s fine, and it’s not my place to intervene.”
You scoff, a smile spreading across your lips. “I don’t give a damn about Walker. There’s only one person that has my heart anyway.”
Bucky’s lips quirk up into a smile. The action is so minimal you almost miss it. “You’re talking about me, right?”
You shrug, “I only see one jealous super soldier boyfriend.”
“I wasn’t jealous!” Bucky huffs.
“Right,” You said, rolling your eyes before smirking. “You’re not denying the second part.”
“Maybe I don’t want to,” Bucky whispers, the air around you growing thicker as he takes a small, tentative step towards you.
“Oh my god!” Sam shouts, throwing his hands up in the air. “Just kiss already and agree to a date. Some of us have a life to get to.”
Bucky chuckles at Sam, but he listens and grabs your face between his hands before kissing you softly.
You smile into the kiss, grabbing the hair at the nape of his neck and pulling him closer.
“For the record,” You said when he pulled away. “The night ended horribly with Walker because he tried to kiss me.”
— yn sleeping over sam’s w bucky and sitting on the floor next to bucky who’s on the couch rubbing his eyebrow until he falls asleep
—♡—
"i made up the couch and the guest bedroom, i'm sorry you two can sleep together. it's a twin bed so.." sam explained and you smiled, waving him off.
"it's alright, sam, thank you. i really appreciate it. all of this, letting us stay for the night. we really appreciate it" sam smiles and gives you a side hug. he dapped up bucky and you two wish him goodnight, and he left the living room to his room.
you tucked your legs under your butt as you sat next to bucky on the couch, your chin on your arm as you looked at him. "it's gonna be weird not sleeping next to you, i always have a much better sleep when you're next to me" bucky whispered and looked at you with sad eyes and you coo, rubbing your fingers up and down his arm softly. "i'm sure you can squeeze in the couch"
"yeah, if you want me to be suffocated by you and the couch" you both laugh and you took your index finger and brushed it over his eyebrows softly. you hummed a song you knew bucky loved, and he smiled softly.
bucky let out a sigh and closed his eyes, feeling relaxed as you rubbed your finger over his t-zone and the humming soothed him. his smile slowly dropped and his breathing slowed down. you did it for a couple more minutes to make sure he was actually asleep before getting up and kissing his cheek and forehead.
“goodnight, bucky” you whisper and head to bed, tucking yourself under the sheets and trying to go to bed, but it was useless. you couldn’t sleep without bucky, and he was already asleep so you couldn’t really do anything.
you slowly tip toed to the living room and sat back down where you were before, laying your head on bucky’s arm. bucky shifted a bit and blinked his eyes open, knitting his eyebrows at you. “well that can’t be comfortable” he mumbled and pulled you on top of him, draping the blanket over you two.
“did i wake you?” you mumble and he shakes his head. you nod and close your eyes, bucky rubbing your back and you hummed as you both fell asleep, and you both stayed asleep the whole night because you two were together. after years of nightmares, you were bucky’s happy dream.
you think bucky hates you, but in desperate times he’s the only one you can think of.
*^clumsy
you are the clumsiest person in the world actually, bucky is there to catch you when you fall.
*^ rescue mission
bucky saves you from hydra when you get caught during a solo mission
+* bucky showers your dog w/ you (headcanons)
+* soft bucky headcanons
* bucky buying you flowers (headcanons)
* cuddles
after a bad day you only want to be one place; in the arms of bucky.
* that time
when you get your period, bucky is there to help you through it
*^ arranged
prince!bucky au where he hates the idea of marriage, but happens to have an arranged marriage to you.
* clingy nights
being an avenger is tough, bucky fights through the day knowing you’ll let him be the little spoon
*^ jealousy is a disease
bucky likes you but won’t tell you. the rest of the team flirts with you so he has to confess at some point, right?
* biologist bucky
soulmate AU where bucky helps you on a bio test after years of radio silence
*^ the ex
bucky hates your ex. especially when he’s making you laugh at your birthday party that he planned
*^ forgotten birthdays and puppies // two
everyone forgets your birthday, so you get a puppy
* slow dancing
in which bucky finds you dancing in your kitchen, he also finds himself down on one knee
^ you promised
you swear you saw bucky cheat. bucky can’t lose you (my first ever fic bleh >.<)
*^ fighter
avenger!reader can control plants and animals, but can’t control her feelings for a metal armed super soldier
* auditions
ballerina!reader has a bad audition but has bucky to come home to
^ secrets
in which youre Bruce’s daughter and dating bucky behind his back
* be safe
Bucky hates seeing you in pain
* safe hugs
in which you and bucky find comfort in each other
* tired
bucky helps you when you can’t find any energy
+* dancing forever
you and bucky love dancing at the 40s diner
* culture
you introduce bucky to what he missed
* going to the shooting range with bucky (headcanons)
^ all out of love
bucky feels you falling out of love
+* baking
you love baking for the team, bucky likes you and your baking
* tiny marshmallows
bucky doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to watch tiny marshmallows in his hot cocoa, right?
*^ best friend problems
one of your best friends hates bucky, you don’t believe it
*^ i love hate you
bucky hates you, can’t stand you actually. does he really though?
* clingy bucky (headcanons)
+* bad weather
in which you give bucky housewarming gifts
+* house plants
in which bucky has a green thumb and you don’t, but god you love plants
* lego sets
fluff w/ no plot in the honeymoon phase
* apartment warming (headcanons)
+* banana bread
you have a new neighbor, you want to befriend them with banana bread
* grocery shopping
in which the cashier thinks you and bucky are not shopping together
* warm showers
warm showers help sore muscles and to fall deeper in love
+* protective
bucky is protective over his favorite girl
* beach days
bucky hates sand but loves spending time with you
+* one and only
in which bucky slowly but surely falls for you
+* the 5 love languages
in which you and bucky love each other, in any and every language possible
* if
in which bucky loves you, so much
+*^ love
in which bucky finds out what love is because of you
* movie night
in which bucky finds out there’s a movie for one of his favorite books
* bruises
bucky comes to you to patch him up
* ticklish
bucky found out you were ticklish and you have not known peace ever since
+* sleepy
bucky has a hard time sleeping in his bed, you suggest he finds a better place to sleep
*^ lover is a day
buckys mind is racing all the time, you’re there to slow him down
+* dog tags
you love messing with buckys dog tags, he loves it more
+^* touch series masterlist (in progress)
soulmate au where you see glimpses of your future when you and your soulmate touch; the winter soldier touches you and realizes there’s so much more out there
^* don’t
bucky quickly realizes communication is key to any relationship
* symphony
in which bucky realizes the light that you’ve brought into his life
in which you and bucky love each other, in every and any love language possible
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a/n: hi hi guys !! hope u all enjoy this i went overboard again srry for any typos !! :]
Bucky loved you. He loved everything about you. He loved the way you dressed, the way you cooked, the way you laughed, the way you talked. He loved every aspect of you, even when you were cranky and would stomp away from him in a fit of anger, he loved you.
You loved Bucky. You loved everything about him, the way he bit his lip when he was frustrated, the way he leaned on everything when he was standing, how his eyes would crinkle when he smiled, how he would take deep breaths when he was upset about something. You loved every aspect of him, even when he would try to shut you out and deal with things on his own.
1) gift giving
“I’ve read all the reviews it’s supposed to be so good, i hope it isn’t overhyped or ill be really upset” you pouted, setting some brownies on a plate for Bucky, putting the plate in his hand without him even asking. He smiled, thanking you silently.
“it looked good from the trailer you showed me” he spoke, eyes trained on the brownies in hand, he just wanted to eat them already.
“buck i baked the brownies for you, eat them” you laughed softly and he blushed, immediately going for a bite, chewing for a second before stopping.
“that bad huh?” You joked, about to make another comment when he cut you off, shaking his head and swallowing his bite, going in for another right after. Within seconds the piece in his hand was gone.
“oh?” You grinned and threw his head back, moaning dramatically as he finished eating the piece.
“this is the best brownie I’ve ever had in my whole life” he spoke, his face serious as he stated you in the eyes, getting up and kissing your face all over.
“Bucky!” You laughed, shoving him slightly, a smile on his face.
“I know you said you didn’t want anything but i saw this at the store and-” Bucky began, knowing you were gonna be upset he bought you something when you told him the brownies were just out of love.
“James!” You scolded him, trying to look angry but failing as a smile creeped onto you face, eyes landing on the bag he held in his hand.
“Cmon baby you’ll love it” you let out a sigh, a grin playing on your lips as you opened the bag, eyes landing on a pretty notebook and your grin grew wider.
“i know you said you wanted to start journaling so” he motioned to the book and you smiled, cheeks hurting.
“thank you bucky i love it” you kissed his cheek before setting the notebook on the table, sitting on the couch next to him and turning on the movie.
Bucky always bought you little things, he loved visiting antique shops and almost every time he brought back something to give you. His excuse being one of three:
“it was too cute to not get!”
“it made me think of you and so i had to get it”
“i figured i could have it as decoration or you would find some use for it”
You told yourself next time he bought you a gift you wouldn’t take it, and every time your heart melted at his actions and you couldn’t help it.
You would be a hypocrite, considering how often you also bought bucky little things. Getting his his favorite snacks and fruit, buying him shirts and jackets when you went shopping because you knew he’d been wanting some, getting him small decoration items because he wanted to decorate his apartment and buying him candles knowing he loved having his apartment smell nice.
2) acts of service
You and Bucky could either have nothing to do or have no time to breathe, no in between.
Bucky loved helping you when you were stressed, he loved knowing he was helping you stress out less.
He would help you with anything he could, cooking for you, helping you with your work, helping with daily chores so you wouldn’t have to worry about them and you could focus on your tasks.
You loved helping Bucky when he was busy. Being an avenger was tough work and you knew how exhausted bucky would get. You just wanted him to relax when he had the chance.
You would buy his groceries along with yours when has barely returned from a mission, bruised and battered, making him breakfast in bed and stocking his fridge and pantry. You would help clean up his wounds, scolding him when he didn’t want to, saying he would be fine and he just wanted to cuddle you.
When you were both busy you still found ways of helping each other, always trying to decrease the others load, wanting nothing but happiness for each other.
3) quality time
When you both had nothing but time you spent it together. Doing work silently, watching movies or tv shows, baking and cooking together, playing board games, anything you could think of.
Both of you loved going out to the park, walking hand in hand and enjoying the cool breeze, sitting down to watch the sunset and smiling at each other when he was caught staring at you.
You would have some spare painting supplies lying around from the time you had a bob ross night with the team, gathering them up and painting with Bucky for the night.
40’s music filling the air as the two of you talked and painted, ignoring everything except each other.
4) physical touch
Bucky was touch starved, he wanted to be held and loved.
And you did just that.
You peppered Bucky in kisses, holding hand and playing with hair, cuddling him any chance you got. You would sit next to him and lay your head on his chest, letting him wrap his arm around you and pull you closer.
Bucky would always be holding you, having his hand on your thigh while he drove or hold your hand when you went out together, sometimes just linking your pinkies together. He would drape and arm around your waist when you slept next to him, holding you securely and protecting you from the world.
Bucky loved running his fingers through your hair, braiding it absentmindedly at times, kissing your forehead when he finished.
He loved kissing you. Placing sloppy kisses all over your face because he loved hearing you giggle, quieting you with a gently kiss on your lips before pulling away and wrapping you in his arms.
You would hold Bucky when he was upset, running your fingers through his hair and kissing the top of his head. You would let him be the little spoon at times and hold him tightly, making sure he knew you weren’t gonna leave him.
5) words of affirmation
Bucky needed reassurance sometimes and that was okay, you were more than happy to tell him how much you loved him.
“you’re doing amazing bucky I’m so proud of you” you would tell him, looking him in the eyes and pulling him into your arms.
“i love you so much lovebug, you mean so much to me” he would stare at the ground, refusing to believe how lucky he was. But you would always gently lift his face, look him in the eyes and assure him that you loved him.
Sometimes he would have a rough day on a mission, he would be upset and cranky, ending your calls short as opposed to his usual bubbly and excited ones that could go on for hours. You would send him some texts, hoping to boost his mood
i love you and i know you’re doing your best
im proud of you, can’t wait for you to come home to me <3
Bucky loved them, his mood always lifting after reading them.
He would always reassure you, when you were sad, upset or just in a bad mood. He would remind you how much he loved you and how proud he was of you, telling you how far you’d come and how much you’d achieved.
“you’re so amazing and so talented angel, you can get through this” he told you, helping you get through the absurd amount of work you had.
When he was away for long periods of times he would have letters he left for you, telling you to open them on certain days so you wouldn’t miss him too much. Writing to you and telling you how much he loved you, wishing he was there to tell you himself.
Sometimes you got in your head after arguing, Bucky was always there to help you out.
“do you still love me” you whispered, eyes red and teary. You had argued an hour ago and had yet to speak to each other, giving yourselves space to calm down.
Bucky was upset, but he immediately softened at your words, moving to sit next to you and pull you into his chest, stroking your hair softly so you could calm down.
“you’re mine angel, you have me forever” he whispered, “of course i love you baby, nothing is ever gonna change that, especially not one argument.”
You both apologized, talking everything out and spending the night cuddled up. Bucky telling you how much he loved you and you telling him all he meant to you.
Five languages of love.
You thought you would only speak one, maybe two.
Bucky thought he could never learn to speak any again.
You were both wrong.
When it came down to your love for bucky and his love for you, both of you spoke all five languages, and you spoke them well, never failing to remind the other just how much you loved them.
a/n: hi guys !! this one shot is inspired by this song by cuco ! I hope u all enjoy,, I went overboard again,, pls tell me what u think :] lyrics are in bold !
in which bucky slowly but surely falls for you
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I hope that you wanna get to know me
Bucky smiled at you from across the coffee shop, both of you stealing glances at each other for the past hour. Finally mustering up some courage and walking to your booth.
"hi" he had breathed out, a smile on his face as you looked at him with wide eyes, a smile quickly breaking across your face.
"hi" you smiled, extending your hand out for him to shake, "y/n."
Bucky shook your hand quickly, pink dusting his cheeks, "I'm bucky."
"do you wanna sit? I can move some stuff so you have some room" you spoke quickly, fumbling as you moved all your homework and notebooks to the side, stacking them on top of each other.
Bucky slid into the booth with a soft smile, quickly striking up a conversation, flirting with you the whole time.
"I have to go soon" you frowned, putting all your stuff away as bucky got up from the booth. He held a hand out, helping you up and paying for both of your drinks and snacks.
"I had a really nice time" bucky flashed you a smile, your ears heating up.
"I- uh yeah I did too" you replied, looking at your feet as the two of you walked out of the coffee shop.
The two of you exchanged numbers, a bashful grin on both of your faces as you parted ways.
"text me when you get home" you had told him out of habit, blushing when you realized you had only met him today.
"I mean you don't have to" you added, fumbling with the string on your backpack.
"only if you do the same" he replied, a smirk on his face as your mouth formed an 'o' shape.
Bucky had texted you first, making your heart flutter. exchanging a few texts that night, bucky decided to get real brave.
I hope we can hang out again soon :)
And sure enough you did, meeting up at his favorite coffee shop only three days later. Getting to know each others interests.
As time passed you and bucky became closer, getting lunch together, texting each other often, having late phone calls almost everyday.
baby hit me up if you get lonely
You and bucky never really opened up to each other, even after one month of your little coffee and lunch dates. And so there you were, staring at your bedroom ceiling with an empty heart, dried tears on your face.
Your phone vibrated next to you, lighting up the room. You let it ring, not having enough energy to pick it up.
Bucky grew worried, you never just left him hanging like that, you always replied with why you didnt pick up within minutes. It had been an hour already.
everything okay ?
your phone buzzed and you looked over, seeing his missed call and texts. Sighing you replied, not wanting to bother him.
yea, just tired
Bucky frowned, his stomach twisting as he read your reply. Thinking for a moment before he texted you once again.
im here if you need me or need anything
Your bottom lip quivered, fresh tears streaming down your face.
do you think you can come over
your heart was heavy, you were stressed, tired and you wanted someone to tell you it was gonna be okay, instead you were alone in the dark, in an empty apartment with only the sounds of the city keeping you company.
on my way
Bucky was sweet. Bucky was caring and he was everything good in the world. Listening to you as you cried, dumping all your worries out into the air, rubbing your back and handing you tissues, getting you water.
He listened, he reassured you and he helped you through it, never being pushy and always reminding you that you were strong enough to get through it.
"and if im not?" you had whispered, looking at the floor with teary eyes.
"then im here to fight for you."
I know im not confused, my feelings here are true
Bucky opened up to you a few nights later, after ignoring your texts all day you showed up at his apartment, snacks in one hand and coffee in the other.
You listened to him vent, letting out all he had bottled up, all his guilt, his regret, his pain, everything.
You didnt judge him, you just got up, sat closer to him and hugged him, holding him tightly. Bucky relaxed in your arms, burying his face in your shoulder and letting himself cry, allowing himself to be vulnerable for once.
You woke up in each others arms the next morning, blushing when you both realized.
Bucky was red, you were about to start sweating, telling him you were gonna head home and would text him when you arrived.
After that he found himself more nervous around you, butterflies when he saw you. For the first time in decades he found himself styling his hair more and putting effort into his outfits.
on gloomy days like these wishing you were next to me
You sat on your couch alone, rain hitting your window steadily. You sent a text to bucky, asking him when he would be back from a mission he got dragged along. He replied quicker than you expected, your heart beating a little faster.
just a couple more days :)
okay hurry back safe I miss u :/
Bucky choked on his own spit at your text, Sam looking at him as if he was insane. Bucky ignored him, replying to your message
I miss you too dollface
You read the text over, squealing and jumping around at the pet name, face hot and stomach fluttering.
when im feeling puzzled, you put me back together
Bucky frowned, barely listening to you explaining a documentary you watched the other day.
"buck?" you asked, setting down your phone and looking at the super soldier, worry in your eyes.
"sorry I- what about the jungle?" he questioned, trying to push away his thoughts.
"talk to me James" you pleaded, hands moving to hold his own.
A few moments passed, quiet as bucky gathered his thoughts, tears welling in his eyes before he blinked them away and began talking.
"what if a part of him is still there? what if im not who Steve thought I was? what if im not what people want me to be?" bucky looked at you, teary eyed and broken.
"you're free bucky" you told him, scooting closer to him and he nodded.
"Steve would be proud of you, I mean look at you, you have a furnished apartment, you have friends, you're working with sam, you're building your life" you spoke, smiling at him.
"you shouldn't care what others want you to be, be who you want to be. Be who you are now" you squeezed his hands, letting him gather his thought as you stopped talking.
"am I good?" he mumbled, a small frown on his face.
"you are" you replied without hesitation.
"you like me as who I am now?" you nodded.
"me too" he smiled, leaning his head on your shoulder, your fingers brushing through his hair.
I wanna be your one and only
Bucky finally introduced you to sam, you were excited, having heard so much about him.
"what if he hates me" you worried, stopping in your tracks as you paced buckys living room.
"he'll love you doll" bucky reassured you, a knock at the door making your heart thump in your ribcage as you waited for bucky to open it.
And love you Sam did, talking your ear off and chatting with you all night. You struggled to catch your breath between his jokes, stomach hurting as he continued.
bucky hated it. only he had made you laugh that hard, the crinkles by your eyes were reserved for him and his bad jokes. bucky got up quietly and went to grab a cup of water, sam quickly excusing himself and following him into his kitchen.
"you are down bad" sam laughed and bucky rolled his eyes at him, gulping down his water, setting the cup down, eyes softening as he saw you on his couch, replying to some texts.
"you should ask her out soon, or else I will" sam teased, knowing it would push the super soldiers button.
"sam is actually leaving right now!" bucky smiled, sam rolled his eyes before playing along.
"aw, it was just getting good" you smiled, getting up and going to give sam a hug, wishing him a good night before he left.
You and bucky sat on the couch, the sounds from the movie filling the room.
"green isn't your color" you smirked, bucks eyes went wide.
"what?" he questioned, heart racing.
"cmon im not stupid, you were cranky the whole time sam was cracking jokes" you shrugged your shoulders, eyeing bucky.
Bucky was quiet, Sams words ringing in his ears.
"I like you y/n and I've liked you for a while and I-" he stopped himself, not wanting to say something he would regret. You let him think, heartbeat ringing in your ears as his confession rattled around in your brain.
"I want to be the one making you laugh, I want to spend rainy days with you and I want to go to the park with you on sunny days" bucky spoke, looking at you.
"I wanna be your one and only" bucky ended, eyes searching your face as he finished, worried about what you were thinking.
You had the biggest smile on your face, fidgeting with your fingers. Looking up your eyes met his blue ones, stomach in knots and heart skipping a beat.
"ask me then" you stated, never breaking eye contact.
"will you be mine y/n?" he spoke, voice trembling, he fidgeted with his fingers.
"of course" you replied, crashing your lips onto his, smiling into the kiss, breaking out into giggles when he pulled away and peppered kisses all over your face.
and if never is forever, then lets always be together
Sam pat bucky on the back, giving him a reassuring smile.
"Steve would be so happy for you" he whispered to him, a smile breaking onto his face, nodding to sam and looking up.
The whole team was there, sam standing behind him as his best man, your family with bright faces as the music began and everyone looked back.
The doors opened and it felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. His mouth fell open at the sight of you. His cheeks hurt from smiling so hard but he didn't care, tears falling from his face as you smiled brightly at him.
You spent the whole ceremony the same way you had met. Stealing glances at each other and blushing deeply when you caught each other, holding back giggles and brushing it off as clearing your throat.
You were marrying the light of your life, the person who was there for you when you couldn't see the light, the one who always supported you and fought for you when you couldn't. Helping you grow into the person you wanted to become.
He was marrying the light of his life, the person who was his sun during his worst times, shining brightly for him and picking him up when he was upset. Helping him become the person he was meant to be.
