Summary:Â Desperate to outrun a secret that could cost you your life, you seek refuge in a small mountain town. Its deep forests and small cabins make it the perfect place to hide, but the travel website hadnât mentioned anything about the quiet, burly lumberjack that wouldnât leave your thoughts. No one had warned Bucky about you either.Â
Warnings: Beefy!bucky, angst, references to death/crime, injury, toxicity, eventual smut (minors dni, marked **), a bit of slow burn!! Â
a/n: You can follow my library blog @pellucid-libraryââ for notifications. :) Excited to share!! đ€đ€
How about a reader who is literally the female version of Bucky
Grumpy One and Grumpy Two
Pairing: Bucky x reader
Word Count: 1,492
Summary: You and Bucky are both grumpy...but not to each other because hey...you get it and so does he.
Author's Note: Hey anon! Thanks a bunch for this request. I immediately thought of my fav grumpy Bucky and this just took on a life of it's own. Hope you enjoy it! Have a great day! HUGS! Thank you all so very much for reading! Much love always! â€â€â€ Divider by the lovely @imerdwarf
Warnings: some soft fluff, cuteness, little flirting, teasing, grumpiness and a spicy ending, one curse I think lol
Gif NOT MINE: Credit goes to @ransomflanagan Thank you so much!
You walk into the kitchen, sighing at the smell of warm coffee and grab a mug. Bucky sits at the counter, his mug to his lips and his eyes on his book. You donât say a word, an unspoken understanding that no one talks this early and definitely not before coffee.
You prepare your coffee and sit beside him, taking out your phone and scrolling through messages as you sip. The silence is comfortable.
âMorninâ you two!â Sam chimes, his smile bright.
You and Bucky look up and grunt in unison. Sam looks from you to Bucky and back to you.
âYea. Ok then,â he says with a roll of his eyes. âWhat is this? The grumpy breakfast club?â
Neither of you acknowledge his jab and he glares. With a shake of his head and a loud scoff he pours his own cup and leaves.
You finish your coffee and as youâre walking out you give Bucky a soft smile. He smiles back and wiggles his fingers in a goodbye.
The next morning you arrive in the kitchen first and make your coffee. You make sure to keep the pot hot for when Bucky comes in. He shows up shortly after and gets his usual mug. He prepares his coffee and sits next to you.
His leg bounces against the cabinet and you can see the tension drawn tight in his face. You want to ask him if heâs ok but you know the quiet is better for now. Instead, you get up and search for paper. When you find a pack of post its in the drawer you take one out and write him a small note.
You wash your cup then turn his way and stick the post it on the counter in front of him before smiling and walking out.
âHope you have a good day! <3â
Bucky reads it and his smile grows. He neatly folds it up and sticks it in his back pocket.
Later than afternoon youâre sitting in the living room and reading. Bucky walks in and sits down next to you on the couch.
âMind if I join you?â he asks quietly.
âNot at all,â you tell him.
After reading for a while your stomach grumbles and you giggle, getting up and walking into the kitchen. You make yourself a sandwich and make Bucky one too.
You come back to the couch and place the plate in front of him with a smile.
âThank you,â he whispers. âHow did you know I was hungry?â
âArenât you always hungry?â you reply with a sideways smirk.
âYep,â he says, popping the p. âYou also made my favorite. How did you know?â
âLucky guess,â you say with a wink.
He looks over at your sandwich and sees itâs the same as his. He smiles and takes a bite.
âSo good,â he mumbles.
You nod in agreement and curl up with your sandwich and book. The next thing you know you wake up to the warmth and smell of Bucky. You sit up with a start and almost knock over your sandwich plate. Bucky is nowhere to be found but his Henley is draped over you and your book has a small post it stuck to the cover.
âYou fell asleep. Thought you might get cold and I had to leave to help Sam <3â
You smooth out the post it and giggle, rubbing your finger over the little heart he drew.
Bucky and Sam leave early the next morning for a mission so when you go to make your coffee and see his post it note you smile and stick it to your shirt.
âHave a good day doll. I left the pot on for ya <3â
They are gone for the entire day and late into the night so when morning comes and youâre back in the kitchen itâs no surprise Bucky isnât up yet. You decide to prepare his coffee for him and also write him a little note.
You get his favorite mug and the cream and sugar and leave it all out and ready for him.
âHope the mission went well, see you later <3â
Youâre gone for most of the day with errands and when you return and see a bright pink post it on your door you rush over.
âDinner? Iâll make the sandwiches! <3â
After cleaning up and changing into comfortable clothes you go to the kitchen and find Bucky sitting at the island in his usual spot. He looks up at the sound of your feet and smiles softly.
âNice shirt,â he murmurs.
âThanks. Itâs warm. I like it,â you say as you brush your hands over his blue Henley.
He winks at you and gets up to make the sandwiches.
The two of you are happily munching away when Sam strolls in and as usual, heâs smiling.
âAnyone make me a sandwich?â he asks, looking at your plates.
âNah,â Bucky mumbles.
Sam turns to you.
âHe made mine,â you mutter, pointing your half-eaten sandwich at Bucky.
âWaitâŠhe,â Sam starts, pointing a finger at Bucky, âmade youâŠa sandwich?â
âYeaaaa,â you say with sass, narrowing your eyes.
Sam stares.
âAnd no one made me a sandwich?â Sam continues.
Both you and Bucky shrug your shoulders in answer. Sam drops his head and mutters under his breath. You watch him walk to the refrigerator and gather the ingredients to make himself one. He turns the light on above the sink and blows out a raspberry when both you and Bucky curse.
âYou guys are ridiculous,â he huffs.
You get up to drop your plate into the sink and Sam does a double take. He grabs your shoulder and turns you around to face him.
âIs that Buckyâs Henley?â he asks, his face filled with shock.
You look down and then back up, your mouth opening and closing before an answer comes out.
âIt is. I was coldâŠâ you trail off, suddenly feeling defensive.
âYea! She was COLD,â Bucky reiterates, âand Iâm a gentleman.â
Samâs mouth lifts into a mischievous smirk. âYea. Iâm sure thatâs all it was. No way you two are doing the dirty. If you were, neither of you would be so grumpy.â
âIâM NOT GRUMPY!â you and Bucky shout simultaneously.
Sam blows an obnoxiously loud raspberry and takes his sandwich to go.
âYea. Ok. Whatever you guys say,â Sam teases on his way out.
You watch him leave, then spin on your heels and stomp back to your seat.
âGrumpy! He doesnât know what heâs talking about!â you grumble.
âI know!â Bucky agrees. âWhat? Weâre grumpy just because we want peace and quiet in the morning?!â
âExactly!â you say, throwing your hands up. âI guess we have to be super smiley with sunshine coming out our asses all the time.â
âShit,â Bucky scoffs. âAnd I canât believe he thinks that if weâŠ.â and he motions between the two of you, âwere ya knowâŠit would make us less grumpyâŠâ
âI mean it doesnât even matter even if we wereâŠ,â you begin, then wave your hand between your bodies, âyou knowâŠweâre not grumpy!â you declare.
âWeâre not,â Bucky states, clearing his throat. âHeâs the one who needs to get laid.â
âRIGHT!â you snort. âHe should talk.â
You take a long drink of your water, swallowing hard when you catch Bucky staring.
âWhat?â you ask in a breathy whisper.
âYou look really cute in my Henley,â he answers as his tongue darts out to wet his lips.
âOh, well, thanks. Itâs really comfy,â you tell him.
The air is heavy with tension and you try to avert your eyes but his intense stare keeps you rooted to the spot, your skin heating.
âWanna come byâŠâ he starts.
âMaybe we could watchâŠâ you say at the same time.
Laughter fills the room and you see a light dusting of pink on his cheeks.
âIâd love to hang out,â you say, grabbing your water.
âGreat,â he smiles.
You start to walk toward his room and your fingers brush along his, the contact sending a zip of electricity across your skin. You suck in a breath but before you can recover he takes your hand and spins you, pinning you against his door.
âWhat do you say we skip the movie?â he simpers, pressing his hips into yours.
âFuck the movie and fuck me instead,â you whisper, biting your bottom lip.
He lifts his hand and smooths his thumb over your lip, pulling it free of your teeth.
âOh, Iâm gonna baby doll. So good,â he promises.
He dips his head, leaning in closer and brushing his lips across your cheek until they meet the skin just below your ear. You clutch his biceps, holding yourself steady as his nose runs down your neck. He pulls away just enough to look in your eyes, his own dark and full of hunger.
âI already feel less grumpy,â you purr before pressing your lips to his.
@lookiamtrying two peas in one grumpy pod hehehe I love it so! and for real Iâd feel less grumpy with Bucky aroundđđ thank you so much my loveâ€ïžâ€ïž
Iâm gonna be pissed if Richard Maddenâs MCU debut is also is last appearance like who in the casting room decided that was a good idea? Someone leak how many movies are in his contract.
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