Warnings: Smut. Degradation. Exhibitionism. Buttplugs. Spanking. A little dramatic to a little dom shit, thats how this man goes.
Kinktober: day 12 Prompts: Lingerie kink + Highlighter AU + Harry Styles
"How long am I supposed to wait, babe? I'm dying to look at you." Harry whined, leaning against the door of the balcony, the velvet of the curtains scraping against the baby curls of his nape.
"Getting the highlighter. Give me a minute, horndog." Y/n breezy laugh fluttered from the room, Harry's eyes screwed shit as a pinky promise he had delivered to her without considering, already regretting his big mouth.
Never get him vodka. Don't ever make it straight. Don't add Y/n with a lemon wedge in her mouth, allowing him to suck in the sour juice and lick up the stray dribbles.
He loses his mind right at that.
"Strike one there. Your ass isn't gonna like it if you keep me waiting."
"I thought you were gonna do the wone amd dine thing tonight?"
Harry sighed, running a thumb and a pointer along the curve of his lower lip, eyes still squeezed shut. The dark that was his vision shattered with the clicking of heels, Y/n perfume surrounding his body and he was reaching out involuntarily. The tip of acrylic nails scraped against his lip, dragging his fingers off his mouth before they were replaced by a pair of lips- delicious ones, he must add.
He swung himself around, grabbing the woman by her shoulders and pinning her to the glass door separating his room from the balcony they were in, opening his eyes and gasping st the sight in front of him.
In front of him stood Y/n, mouth painted a lustful red and lower lip tucked into her teeth. Delicate red lingerie wrapped around her body, gold body chains running down from her neck, descending in loops and circling around her ribs to meet at the back. The 'highlighter' necklace, a homage to what started this 'blessings-of-the-almighty' arrangement wrapped around the base of her neck, thigh highs making her look even more desirable, if that was possible.
How is Harry supposed to be a gentleman and treat someone to a nice dinner of she comes with that look?
"All this, for me?" He asked, a little breathless and taken off guard, ghosting his knuckles down the curve of her breasts.
"Do you like it?" Y/n asked, running her hands past the open buttons of his lavender shirt, grazing his swallows with the tip of her nails.
Harry's eyes snapped back at her, greem irises darkening as she pinched his nipple, a light blush pulling up at his cheeks. Letting out a low exhale, he stepped closer, crowding her against the cold glass till he had caged her between his arms, her mouth hung open in a sinful daze.
"All this, for me?" Harry pinched her chin between two fingers, lifting up her face till he was looking into her pretty eyes, the faint shades of a highlighter visible against the New York lights.
"All for you, sir."
"Good -fucking- girl." He dragged the tip of his nose against her cheekbone, her ragged breath skimming his lips. His hands descended down to grab her waist, curbing over the rim of the flimsy lingerie she had worn. He wished he had a jacket he could give her, but she looked so stunning a part of him never wanted her to change out of this.
Harry ran his hands all over her body, taking his time inspecting every wrap of cloth, every crevice, every dip and freckle. He tapped the insides of her thigh twice, a silent order for her to spread her legs, two feel apart to be exact, chuckling when he felt the wetness smearing the inside of her panties.
"Wet already?" He chuckled, condescension heavy in his words. Y/n shivered, the tone of this evening a little different from their usual nights. Instead of it being rough and quick, Harry was being slow. And if Harry went slow, it meant Harry would be mean.
"I haven't even touched you, you little slut. What is making you so needy?"
Harry snaked his arms around her waist, pulling her flush against his body. He started walking backwards, her eyes never leaving his face, eyes bleeding with desire and submission, a pathetic simper stuck in her throat.
"Is it the fact that you're dressed like this?" Harry hooked his finger to the waistband of her panty, flipping her around so she was facing the city and grabbing her by her hips. "Like my dirty dream?"
"Bend over." Whispered right over her ears, Harry tugged the linkage of chains aggregating at her back, chuckling appreciatively when she gasped.
Y/n grabbed the rails of the balcony, leaning forward. With a snap, her hips were lifted upwards, her thighs parting in shock and her body bending even further. Her knuckles turned white in their icy grip against the rails, her boobs jiggling and threatening to spill out from the tiny cips of her bra.
"Much better."
She had forgotten about the buttplug.
Harry's finger ran all over her ass, an appreciative bite placed over her ear when he found the jewel poking out from the flimsy fabric.
"You didn't tell me whats making you hump my fo gers like a little kitten in heat." Harry rasped, hands skimming all over his girl's trembling thighs, a thin sheen of sweat glossing over her body. "Is it because you think you're giving the whole city a show?"
"Or is it because you managed to tempt me into a nice dinner. Trick me into getting dressed for you. Bring you a bouquet of roses and nice gifts and plate up your food." Harry's fingers shoved her panties aside, running all from her clit to the crack of her ass, a not so dignified shriek escaping her lips as she scrambled to close her legs.
"Nah nah nah, not happening Baby." Harry's strong hands were on the insides of Y/n's thighs, wet from herr juices and resisting. "You keep your legs open like a good slut."
Y/n whimpered, her hold on the rails almost crumbling at how low his voice had gone, how sexy and in-charge he sounded today. She were a moaning and whimpering mess in seconds, his fingers, soiled with her wetness, shoved into her mouth, his thigh rubbing in slow determined strokes between her legs.
"As you decided to get all dressed for me," Harry started, "with the least of clothes and best of intent, gotta say that-"
Y/n couldn't help the light chuckle which escaped your lips. Or the shattered moan when his hand came over her ass, her whole body surging forward at the impact, the sting going straight into her core.
"You'll go back inside like a good little girl and get your vibrator. You'll give me your phone so I get to play with it."
Harry brushed his girl's hairs away from her shoulder, careful not to destroy all the hardwork before he was pulling her up, his mouth latching on her nare back, licking, biting, and teasing.
"We'll have dinner. A nice three course meal, to be exact. And you're not gonna make a sound when you cum all over this pretty lingerie." Snapping the waistband of Y/n's panties against her skin, he wrapped a hand around her throat, another lightly shoving at her back.
"If I think your panties are destroyed well enough, I might just have my dessert."
Summary: your cinema date with Bucky is more than you bargained for.ย
Warnings: pet names (pretty girl), smut; oral (f receiving), sexual acts in public, is 40s Bucky a warning?? THIS BLOG IS 18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI.
Author's note: we're slowly catching upโฆ 40s Bucky genuinely owns my heart and I had fun writing this! (word count: 736)
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"Bucky," you giggle from behind your hand, "we're going to get caught!"
He lifts his head from under your skirt and flashes you a cheeky grin.
"We're only going to get caught if you can't keep quiet. Now sit back and enjoy the movie whilst I enjoy you, pretty girl" he grins before diving back under your skirt.ย
You and Bucky have only been dating for a couple of months but you were head over heels for him. So much in fact that you would even entertain the idea of him doing something so risky, so intimate, in a movie theatre.ย
Your eyes scan the dark room, besides you and Bucky there are only a handful of people in the theatre. None of which were sat near the seats you and Bucky occupied on the back row.ย
A playful bite to your inner thigh has your eyes snapping back to the screen as you let out a surprised gasp.
You hear a muffeled "eyes on the screen" that has you smiling. Bucky had a way of always knowing when your mind was wandering.ย
You try to focus on the movie playing in front of you. The anticipation of what Bucky is going to do is enough to drive you wild. Your breath coming out in shallow pants.
You can't help but wiggle in your seat at the feel of Bucky's calloused fingers running up your thigh to tug your panties down your legs. You lift your hips to help him, your cheeks heating up when you hear him inhale deeply.
Bucky spreads your thighs as far as the seat will allow before he's leaning in. His breath ghosting your soaked core causing your hands to grip the arm rests tighter.ย
The first swipe of Bucky's tongue has you biting your bottom lip to hold back your moan and your eyes screwing shut in pleasure.ย
Buckys tongue is persistent and leisurely as he circles your clit. Your eyes snap open as a moan escapes from your lips. You look around with bated breath, checking if anyone has noticed the sordid situation you're in.ย
You can feel Bucky's smirk as he moves away slightly, kissing up and down your inner thighs.ย
Huffing out in mock annoyance you lift your skirt so you can see Bucky's face.ย
Before you can say anything he's shooting you a wink before diving in with vigour.
"Oh god," you groan, disguising the end as a cough as the old lady three rows in front turns around. You send her an apologetic wave before focusing your eyes back on the film.
You feel Bucky's chuckle against your core and you give a playful slap to the top of his head.ย
Two strong hands wrap around your thighs and you yelp as you're dragged to the edge of your seat.ย
"Bucky!" you hiss, sinking lower into your seat.ย
"Don't worry, pretty girl, just be quiet for me."ย
You have to clamp your hand over your mouth when Bucky's tongue sinks into you before dragging up towards your clit. His lips wrap around your clit before he sucks, pushing two fingers into you at the same time.ย
Your eyes roll back as the pleasure consumes you. Quiet, muffled whimpers fall against your hand. Your thighs begin to tremble around Bucky's head as his fingers curl inside of you, hitting the spot that has you seeing stars.ย
Your free hand tangles in his soft hair, tugging him closer to your core as you begin to grind your hips against his face.ย
The movie playing in front of you is long forgotten as you get closer and closer to the edge.ย
A sharp tug on Bucky's hair lets him know you're close to your end. He doubles down on his efforts. Tongue flicking against your clit and fingers curling so sweetly, you cum with a silent cry, your thighs trapping Bucky's head in place.ย
He works you through your high, lapping up everything you have to offer when he removes his fingers.ย
You take a moment to catch your breath before looking down to see Bucky licking your juices from his fingers.
"How'd I taste, Sarge," you wink, pushing your skirt back down as Bucky moves back to his seat.ย
You miss the way his eyes darken as he pulls you into a searing kiss.
"Let's skip the movie and go home so I can really hear you scream from me."
I am a whore for one man and that one man is 40s Bucky! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! As always comments and reblogs are super appreciated โจ๐ค
Summary: Youโre in love with your best friend, with the guy you worked so hard to have a friendship with only to find out heโs been dating someone.
Word count: 1,289
Warnings: Angst, language word, unrequited love, two idiots.
Your whole world revolved around one man and one man only, Bucky Barnes. There was nothing in this world you wouldnโt do for him. If he needed you then you would always drop whatever you were doing and go straight to him, no matter how big or small his problem was.
Natasha called you a โpeople pleaserโ, since you found it rather difficult to say no to people and situations. You said yes to people often because you were afraid of letting them down, sometimes even putting yourself in their shoes and imagining the disappointment if the roles were reversed and it was you who needed something.
The one person you always aimed to please was Bucky. Falling in love with the sergeant was obviously never planned, these things rarely are and as clichรฉ as it sounds; it just happened.
At first glance when Bucky first arrived at the compound under Steveโs guidance, Bucky was closed off to everyone besides Steve. The meeting between the two of you didnโt quite go to plan either as phe was dismissive of your attempts at a friendship from the get-go. There were times when he would grunt whenever you would walk into the same room, excluding you from conversations. The screams of horror that ripped through the walls of the compound was what nightmares were made from. The heavy bags under his eyes the morning after made you feel sympathetic towards him and you just wanted to help him in any way that you could. Any way that he would allow you. You never gave up on him, and Bucky must have realised that because one day, his walls crumbled and he confided in you. He told you his deepest, darkest secrets that he didnโt even tell Steve about. You were sworn to secrecy, and the two of you grew closer and closer from that day on.
The closer you grew to Bucky, the more you realised this was more than just friendship to you. This was love.
You never told him about these feelings. You feared the second he heard them, he would shut you out of his life in an instance and youโd back to square one. So you kept them to yourself, allowed yourself to lay awake at night and daydream about the kind of future you would want with him, the kind of future that would never happen. It was like a nightmare on loop, the feelings you felt for him were about to combust and you just had to confide in somebody.
That somebody was Natasha. She was the best one to ask since she had a lot of experience in the dating field.
โI just- I just donโt know, Nat. Weโre best friends now and wouldnโt it be weird?โ You bit your lip as your fingers played with the tassels on her cream knitted blanket she had splayed over her bed.
Nat was finishing up her makeup before she spun on her heels and turned to you with an eye roll.
Okay, so maybe she wasnโt the best person to confide in after all.
โWhy would it be weird? Youโre already dating with the amount of time the two of you are spending together.. and why would it be weird? You know all there is about each other. It's a solid foundation.โ She takes a breath and straightens out her dress. โIโm really sorry, Y/N but I have a date and I donโt want to be late. Just talk to him, he will listen Iโm sure.โ She apologises again as she picks up her matching purse and sweater off the chair and makes a hasty dash out the door, leaving you to contemplate your decision alone.
***
The walk down the hall to Buckyโs room felt like it would be the last time youโd walk these trails for some reason. The guilt, the anxiety just sat in the pit of your stomach, churning and making you feel extremely nauseous that you werenโt even sure you could do this.
But you took Natโs advice, Bucky just had to know how you felt about him. It was his reaction you were more worried about.
You knocked on his door and wiped your sweaty palms on the back of your sweater. Buckyโs feet padding across the carpet resonated through the door, causing your heart rate to soar dangerously high. Bucky swung the door open; clad in black jeans, black socks, damp hair and his dog tags dangling over his chiseled chest. His cologne knocked any greeting out of your head, he smelled so good and it took all of your willpower not to lean in and take a deep sniff.
โHey doll! Just the person I wanted to see, come on in!โ He stands to the side and you walk in, shirts after shirts are scattered all over his bed.
โBucky, I have to talk to you about something.โ You start, but realise he isnโt actually paying attention to you but his shirts on the bed.
He smiles, picking up a shirt and holding it up against himself. โWhat do you think?โ He asks, invisible question marks written all over his face.
โUh it looks good? Whatโs the occasion?โ
Pink dusts his cheeks as he throws down the shirt and picks up another, and another.
โI have a date with Jenny.โ His smile reaches his eyes while your heart breaks. โItโs our third date so things are going well.โ
Wait, what?
โYour- your third date?โ You chuckle nervously, desperately hiding the crack in your voice. โHow did I miss this?โ
Bucky shrugs slightly and decides to go with the maroon shirt.
โWeโve just kept it a secret until now. Youโre the first person Iโve told actually and could really use your help with flirting since Iโm not good in that department.โ
Oh wow. An invisible force just punched you in the gut and the air is tight.
โIโm- Iโm not exactly the best person to ask.โ You bite your lip, blinking quickly so no tears dare shed. โMaybe ask Nat.โ You say quickly, heading towards the door. This is a lot to process and youโre not sure what to do with yourself.
You bid Bucky good luck and good night. He really didnโt seem to take notice of your state of distress and if he did, he didnโt say anything. You head back to your room and lock the door, collapsing on your bed and allowing your pillow to capture your fallen tears.
***
Bucky sighed and sat on the edge of his bed. The maroon shirt hung loosely in his hand as he rested his elbows on his thighs. What the fuck was he doing? He was in love with you, he has been since he met you. It was his mind they made him believe you were too good for him, he didnโt deserve you since he was sure he would break your heart over and over again.
But your body language crumbled right under his eyes. He saw how you were trying so hard not to cry and all he wanted to do was hold you and told you not to cry. He had no idea what you thought about him, what you really thought about him and thought the only way he could get over you was to date somebody else completely opposite. He wasnโt lying when he said things were going well. He was worried things were going too well and now heโs scared shitless heโs lost the most important person in his life.
I love when it's two idiots in love but I love it more when there is angst in between ๐ญ๐ this was so good, I want to slap Bucky and talk some sense to him
Thank you so much โค๏ธ I was actually terrified of making it too angsty that nobody would want to read it ๐ If I make a part two I planned on them dancing around each other and making it a little more angsty where Bucky introduces Jenny ๐
Summary: Youโre in love with your best friend, with the guy you worked so hard to have a friendship with only to find out heโs been dating someone.
Word count: 1,289
Warnings: Angst, language word, unrequited love, two idiots.
Your whole world revolved around one man and one man only, Bucky Barnes. There was nothing in this world you wouldnโt do for him. If he needed you then you would always drop whatever you were doing and go straight to him, no matter how big or small his problem was.
Natasha called you a โpeople pleaserโ, since you found it rather difficult to say no to people and situations. You said yes to people often because you were afraid of letting them down, sometimes even putting yourself in their shoes and imagining the disappointment if the roles were reversed and it was you who needed something.
The one person you always aimed to please was Bucky. Falling in love with the sergeant was obviously never planned, these things rarely are and as clichรฉ as it sounds; it just happened.
At first glance when Bucky first arrived at the compound under Steveโs guidance, Bucky was closed off to everyone besides Steve. The meeting between the two of you didnโt quite go to plan either as phe was dismissive of your attempts at a friendship from the get-go. There were times when he would grunt whenever you would walk into the same room, excluding you from conversations. The screams of horror that ripped through the walls of the compound was what nightmares were made from. The heavy bags under his eyes the morning after made you feel sympathetic towards him and you just wanted to help him in any way that you could. Any way that he would allow you. You never gave up on him, and Bucky must have realised that because one day, his walls crumbled and he confided in you. He told you his deepest, darkest secrets that he didnโt even tell Steve about. You were sworn to secrecy, and the two of you grew closer and closer from that day on.
The closer you grew to Bucky, the more you realised this was more than just friendship to you. This was love.
You never told him about these feelings. You feared the second he heard them, he would shut you out of his life in an instance and youโd back to square one. So you kept them to yourself, allowed yourself to lay awake at night and daydream about the kind of future you would want with him, the kind of future that would never happen. It was like a nightmare on loop, the feelings you felt for him were about to combust and you just had to confide in somebody.
That somebody was Natasha. She was the best one to ask since she had a lot of experience in the dating field.
โI just- I just donโt know, Nat. Weโre best friends now and wouldnโt it be weird?โ You bit your lip as your fingers played with the tassels on her cream knitted blanket she had splayed over her bed.
Nat was finishing up her makeup before she spun on her heels and turned to you with an eye roll.
Okay, so maybe she wasnโt the best person to confide in after all.
โWhy would it be weird? Youโre already dating with the amount of time the two of you are spending together.. and why would it be weird? You know all there is about each other. It's a solid foundation.โ She takes a breath and straightens out her dress. โIโm really sorry, Y/N but I have a date and I donโt want to be late. Just talk to him, he will listen Iโm sure.โ She apologises again as she picks up her matching purse and sweater off the chair and makes a hasty dash out the door, leaving you to contemplate your decision alone.
***
The walk down the hall to Buckyโs room felt like it would be the last time youโd walk these trails for some reason. The guilt, the anxiety just sat in the pit of your stomach, churning and making you feel extremely nauseous that you werenโt even sure you could do this.
But you took Natโs advice, Bucky just had to know how you felt about him. It was his reaction you were more worried about.
You knocked on his door and wiped your sweaty palms on the back of your sweater. Buckyโs feet padding across the carpet resonated through the door, causing your heart rate to soar dangerously high. Bucky swung the door open; clad in black jeans, black socks, damp hair and his dog tags dangling over his chiseled chest. His cologne knocked any greeting out of your head, he smelled so good and it took all of your willpower not to lean in and take a deep sniff.
โHey doll! Just the person I wanted to see, come on in!โ He stands to the side and you walk in, shirts after shirts are scattered all over his bed.
โBucky, I have to talk to you about something.โ You start, but realise he isnโt actually paying attention to you but his shirts on the bed.
He smiles, picking up a shirt and holding it up against himself. โWhat do you think?โ He asks, invisible question marks written all over his face.
โUh it looks good? Whatโs the occasion?โ
Pink dusts his cheeks as he throws down the shirt and picks up another, and another.
โI have a date with Jenny.โ His smile reaches his eyes while your heart breaks. โItโs our third date so things are going well.โ
Wait, what?
โYour- your third date?โ You chuckle nervously, desperately hiding the crack in your voice. โHow did I miss this?โ
Bucky shrugs slightly and decides to go with the maroon shirt.
โWeโve just kept it a secret until now. Youโre the first person Iโve told actually and could really use your help with flirting since Iโm not good in that department.โ
Oh wow. An invisible force just punched you in the gut and the air is tight.
โIโm- Iโm not exactly the best person to ask.โ You bite your lip, blinking quickly so no tears dare shed. โMaybe ask Nat.โ You say quickly, heading towards the door. This is a lot to process and youโre not sure what to do with yourself.
You bid Bucky good luck and good night. He really didnโt seem to take notice of your state of distress and if he did, he didnโt say anything. You head back to your room and lock the door, collapsing on your bed and allowing your pillow to capture your fallen tears.
***
Bucky sighed and sat on the edge of his bed. The maroon shirt hung loosely in his hand as he rested his elbows on his thighs. What the fuck was he doing? He was in love with you, he has been since he met you. It was his mind they made him believe you were too good for him, he didnโt deserve you since he was sure he would break your heart over and over again.
But your body language crumbled right under his eyes. He saw how you were trying so hard not to cry and all he wanted to do was hold you and told you not to cry. He had no idea what you thought about him, what you really thought about him and thought the only way he could get over you was to date somebody else completely opposite. He wasnโt lying when he said things were going well. He was worried things were going too well and now heโs scared shitless heโs lost the most important person in his life.
Summary: Youโre in love with your best friend, with the guy you worked so hard to have a friendship with only to find out heโs been dating someone.
Word count: 1,289
Warnings: Angst, language word, unrequited love, two idiots.
Your whole world revolved around one man and one man only, Bucky Barnes. There was nothing in this world you wouldnโt do for him. If he needed you then you would always drop whatever you were doing and go straight to him, no matter how big or small his problem was.
Natasha called you a โpeople pleaserโ, since you found it rather difficult to say no to people and situations. You said yes to people often because you were afraid of letting them down, sometimes even putting yourself in their shoes and imagining the disappointment if the roles were reversed and it was you who needed something.
The one person you always aimed to please was Bucky. Falling in love with the sergeant was obviously never planned, these things rarely are and as clichรฉ as it sounds; it just happened.
At first glance when Bucky first arrived at the compound under Steveโs guidance, Bucky was closed off to everyone besides Steve. The meeting between the two of you didnโt quite go to plan either as phe was dismissive of your attempts at a friendship from the get-go. There were times when he would grunt whenever you would walk into the same room, excluding you from conversations. The screams of horror that ripped through the walls of the compound was what nightmares were made from. The heavy bags under his eyes the morning after made you feel sympathetic towards him and you just wanted to help him in any way that you could. Any way that he would allow you. You never gave up on him, and Bucky must have realised that because one day, his walls crumbled and he confided in you. He told you his deepest, darkest secrets that he didnโt even tell Steve about. You were sworn to secrecy, and the two of you grew closer and closer from that day on.
The closer you grew to Bucky, the more you realised this was more than just friendship to you. This was love.
You never told him about these feelings. You feared the second he heard them, he would shut you out of his life in an instance and youโd back to square one. So you kept them to yourself, allowed yourself to lay awake at night and daydream about the kind of future you would want with him, the kind of future that would never happen. It was like a nightmare on loop, the feelings you felt for him were about to combust and you just had to confide in somebody.
That somebody was Natasha. She was the best one to ask since she had a lot of experience in the dating field.
โI just- I just donโt know, Nat. Weโre best friends now and wouldnโt it be weird?โ You bit your lip as your fingers played with the tassels on her cream knitted blanket she had splayed over her bed.
Nat was finishing up her makeup before she spun on her heels and turned to you with an eye roll.
Okay, so maybe she wasnโt the best person to confide in after all.
โWhy would it be weird? Youโre already dating with the amount of time the two of you are spending together.. and why would it be weird? You know all there is about each other. It's a solid foundation.โ She takes a breath and straightens out her dress. โIโm really sorry, Y/N but I have a date and I donโt want to be late. Just talk to him, he will listen Iโm sure.โ She apologises again as she picks up her matching purse and sweater off the chair and makes a hasty dash out the door, leaving you to contemplate your decision alone.
***
The walk down the hall to Buckyโs room felt like it would be the last time youโd walk these trails for some reason. The guilt, the anxiety just sat in the pit of your stomach, churning and making you feel extremely nauseous that you werenโt even sure you could do this.
But you took Natโs advice, Bucky just had to know how you felt about him. It was his reaction you were more worried about.
You knocked on his door and wiped your sweaty palms on the back of your sweater. Buckyโs feet padding across the carpet resonated through the door, causing your heart rate to soar dangerously high. Bucky swung the door open; clad in black jeans, black socks, damp hair and his dog tags dangling over his chiseled chest. His cologne knocked any greeting out of your head, he smelled so good and it took all of your willpower not to lean in and take a deep sniff.
โHey doll! Just the person I wanted to see, come on in!โ He stands to the side and you walk in, shirts after shirts are scattered all over his bed.
โBucky, I have to talk to you about something.โ You start, but realise he isnโt actually paying attention to you but his shirts on the bed.
He smiles, picking up a shirt and holding it up against himself. โWhat do you think?โ He asks, invisible question marks written all over his face.
โUh it looks good? Whatโs the occasion?โ
Pink dusts his cheeks as he throws down the shirt and picks up another, and another.
โI have a date with Jenny.โ His smile reaches his eyes while your heart breaks. โItโs our third date so things are going well.โ
Wait, what?
โYour- your third date?โ You chuckle nervously, desperately hiding the crack in your voice. โHow did I miss this?โ
Bucky shrugs slightly and decides to go with the maroon shirt.
โWeโve just kept it a secret until now. Youโre the first person Iโve told actually and could really use your help with flirting since Iโm not good in that department.โ
Oh wow. An invisible force just punched you in the gut and the air is tight.
โIโm- Iโm not exactly the best person to ask.โ You bite your lip, blinking quickly so no tears dare shed. โMaybe ask Nat.โ You say quickly, heading towards the door. This is a lot to process and youโre not sure what to do with yourself.
You bid Bucky good luck and good night. He really didnโt seem to take notice of your state of distress and if he did, he didnโt say anything. You head back to your room and lock the door, collapsing on your bed and allowing your pillow to capture your fallen tears.
***
Bucky sighed and sat on the edge of his bed. The maroon shirt hung loosely in his hand as he rested his elbows on his thighs. What the fuck was he doing? He was in love with you, he has been since he met you. It was his mind they made him believe you were too good for him, he didnโt deserve you since he was sure he would break your heart over and over again.
But your body language crumbled right under his eyes. He saw how you were trying so hard not to cry and all he wanted to do was hold you and told you not to cry. He had no idea what you thought about him, what you really thought about him and thought the only way he could get over you was to date somebody else completely opposite. He wasnโt lying when he said things were going well. He was worried things were going too well and now heโs scared shitless heโs lost the most important person in his life.
Hi lovely ๐ค Iโm really sick right now, got a nasty cold/flu and I wondered to start off your drabbles if I could request a Drabble with Bucky taking care of sick reader? ๐ฅบ๐ฅบ๐ฅบno worries if not ๐ค
Cookies and Movies
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x sick!reader (Roommate AU)
Summary: Bucky is your roommate and he takes care of you while youโre sick.
Word count: 321
Warnings: Fluff
Authorโs Notes: Thank you lovely โค๏ธ I hope you feel better soon and hope you enjoy this!
Nose congestion, headache, chesty cough, aches and pains all over your body with your body feeling hot and cold at the same time. The flu season was upon us, and unfortunately you were the one to catch a nasty dose. Your roommate Bucky was more lucky, he very rarely became sick and when he did he was able to shake a cold off within a day. It wasnโt fair and you always told him so.
This was how Bucky found you; with your shivering and sweating figure laying on the couch with both a window wide open and a hot water bottle under your fleece blanket. Your right nostril is running like a waterfall while your left nostril is completely blocked. To say you were uncomfortable would be a huge understatement. Bucky knew you were sick the second you croaked out a good morning; you sounded like you had swallowed a man. He took pity on you and ran to your favourite bakery in the city to find the chocolate chip cookies you loved so much.
โHey doll face, how are you feeling?โ Bucky asked as he threw down the bag of cookies on the coffee table and pressed the back of his hand flat against your forehead. โStill hot.โ He muttered more to himself, but you still heard him.
โThanks.โ You croak, sitting up and coughing into your elbow. โYouโre not too bad yourself.โ You tease.
โYou still sound as though youโve swallowed a man, doll.โ He teases back and pulls the blanket off of you and you whine in protest. โCome on doll, Iโm going to run you a hot bubble bath, make you some hot chocolate, put your electric blanket on medium and weโre going to get under the covers and eat junk food while we watch movies.โ
You were too sick to argue, but his plans did sound rather amazing and you doubt you would have turned them down anyhow.
Bucky is away for a mission, but the news you just found out can't wait any longer.
Warning:
Fluff
"Honey, I'm in the middle of chasing a hacker. Do you mind if I call you back in a few?" Bucky asked, tilting his head left and right to see the spot where the guy he was chasing run to.
You groan, "Bucky, I'm telling you this news of mine can't wait!" you pointed out.
Bucky is gone for a mission in Florida with Sam, Steve, Nat, and Clint. He's gonna be gone for another week, and as much as you want to tell him personally this significant news in your lives, so you could see his reaction instantly, you know you won't last long without telling him.
You knew he and the rest of the crew is in the middle of chaos but you can't wait any more time to tell him that you two are about to become parents.
Yeah, you're pregnant with Bucky's child. As if there was someone else.
It has always been Bucky.
"Okay, honey, I swear, I'm gonna call you as soon as I co--"
"Damn it, Bucky! I'm pregnant!" you yelled on the phone when you cut him off.
"You...you're what?" he stammered.
Bucky's world stopped as if everything around him stopped when he heard what you said. He wasn't sure if he heard it right, but even if it's unclear, the idea that is inside his head is enough to make his heart beat fast, to make his world slow down.
You took a deep breath before you finally repeat what you said, "Bucky, honey," you paused for a moment then, "I'm pregnant. We're gonna have a baby."
Yeah, he heard it right. His girlfriend, the love of his life is pregnant with his baby. There's gonna be living proof of his love for you, a living proof that will soon be your little one, your bundle of joy, your child.
"We're gonna have a baby?" he asked, not still sure whether he heard it right from his girlfriend, "Are you serious? Or is this another prank?" he asked you a different question this time, which made you laugh in the other line, "Oh, come on, baby, stop laughing. This is a serious matter and I've been wanting to have a baby with you, you know that. So if this is a joke or something, quit it."
You and Bucky has been in a relationship for almost four years now, and you two are already talking about moving further with your relationship and your commitment to each other, meaning having a family and getting married, whichever comes first. But it seems like having a family came first.
The first time Bucky realized that he wants to have a baby was when you and the rest of the Avengers team visited an orphanage last year. It was one of Pepper's charity works and she gladly arranged that one because she thought it would be wonderful and cute to see the Avengers hang out with kids.
And Pep was right.
All the time you were in that orphanage and hanging out with different kids and babies, you were just admiring Bucky and his magical touch and charm with kids. He's like a baby whisperer to be honest.
"Okay, okay, okay, calm down there," you said, cutting his grumpiness, "I'm really pregnant, okay? It's true!"
"Oh, my God," Bucky sighed and puts his on his forehead as he begin to realize that it's really happening. He's a dad-to-be, and what excites him more is that he's gonna have a baby with you, the woman he wants to be in his life and future.
"Honey, I think I could imagine your state right now," you chuckled nervously, "Okay, calm yourself down. Finish your mission and come back faster, okay? And give me a call after your mission," you told him.
"I will, baby," Bucky smiles, "I love you. I love you even more."
You let out another chuckle as you feel butterflies on your stomach, "I love you too. I can't wait to see you."
"Yeah, me too. I can't wait to see you both," he said, referring to you and your little baby on your tummy, "Alright, Stark's gonna kill me if I don't have my hands on this hacker. I'll call you later, baby. Love you both!" he said before he hung the phone.
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