A/N: another after workout fic. (My time keeps getting worse but I keep running a mile. This time my chest started hurting but I didn't need my inhaler so that's good. Very light headed though. Not sure why.) I don't have severe asthma but I do have an inhaler. I've never had an actual asthma attack but it's gotten pretty hard to breathe sometimes.
Honestly I wrote this at least a year ago(note above is super old)… found it and decided to finish it. I gotta start posting again.
"Alright… breathe... in, one two-"
"My chest hurts," Y/N gasped with a pained expression as she clutched at the fabric of her shirt.
"I'm know, Y/N, I know," Steve said gently with an empathetic frown. "Just slow your breaths. Calm, slow breaths," he instructed as he rubbed her back slowly. "Out, one two three..." Y/N let out a few harsh coughs. Steve continued to rub her back. "Do you need your inhaler?" She shook her head. “Are you sure? It’s okay if you do.” She shook her head again but after struggling to inhale with a high-pitched wheeze she held out her hand with a nod. Steve got the small red inhaler out of his pocket and handed it to her. He always carried an extra in case she needed it and didn’t have hers. She took two Puffs and exhaled slowly.
“Thank you,” she said quietly. Her lungs were still wheezing slightly but not as severe as before. Steve nodded with a smile as he continued to rub her back. He gave her a big warm smile.
“I’m proud of you, you know that?” Y/N shook her head.
“My time was worse than yesterday.”
“I don’t care,” he told her with a chuckle. “You’re sticking with this. You’re not giving up.” He gave her a kiss on the temple.
“Thanks, Steve,” Y/N said as she tried not to smile as big as she wanted to. He pecked her on the lips and she couldn’t hold back the smile as he put his forehead against hers.
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"Just one more episode?"
"Y/N, we've watched three already," Tony said.
"We're binge watching. We have to watch more than three."
"Is this what you do all day?" he asked.
"No." Tony gave her a look. "Not every day," she said. Tony shook his head with a small smile. "Just one more?"
"Alright... fine," he gave in. Y/N let out a happy squeak and hit play on another episode. "Only cause your eyes lit up watching this," he said quietly.
"Huh? You say something?" she asked. Tony shook his head before taking a sip of his drink.
Imagine using Bucky’s Metal arm to cool off. (I’m gunna remake one of the banner things I used to make later, I don’t have time to right. I used an app on my phone to make the one I used.) I'm also going to add a gif when I can, it's hard to make this look good on mobile. Pairing: Bucky x Reader Warnings: None Words: 260 A/N: This came to me a while ago and I wrote the idea down but...I need to get back to writing. I’m so sorry about how much I’ve NOT been posting… I wrote this one as gender neutral just cause. … Y/N walked into the kitchen with a towel around their neck. Sweat dripped down their face, that was still flushed red, and they were still slightly out of breath. Bucky, who was having cereal at the kitchen bar looked up as Y/N plopped down in the seat next to him. “Your friend is trying to kill me,” they said. Bucky chuckled as Steve soon came into the kitchen, looking right as rain, not even sweating. “You’re not human,” Y/N groaned. “That’s kinda the reason he’s Captain America,” Bucky said before taking a bite of cereal. “Hey, I’m still human!” Steve countered. “Yeah, just super,” Bucky said with a mouthful. “Little Y/N here's only human… human,” he said patting them on the back. Y/N groaned again and slumped to the side, their head landing on Bucky’s metal arm. “So cold.” They moved so their cheek was against the metal. “Can I borrow this?” They asked. Bucky chuckled and held out his arm. Y/N made a happy noise, eyes closing, as they took his hand and put it on their face. Letting out a sigh of relief they moved Bucky’s hand to their neck. Bucky had stopped eating to watch them and swallowed as they moved his hand over their clavicle. “Why don’t you go take a cold shower?” He suggested. “That might work. Wanna join me?” They asked, looking up to meet his eyes. “That might be counter productive,” he said as he started to smirk. “I don’t mind.” Bucky grinned. Steve just rolled his eyes as the two quickly left.
It will reopen next Monday like usual at midnight.
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Plot: Reader has insomnia and finds Bucky watching TV very early in the morning.
Warning: language
Words: 1,448
(Gif not mine)
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It was around one-thirty in the morning, everyone else in the tower had gone to bed but Y/N’s insomnia, as well as her grumbling stomach, kept her awake. She’d been working all night and had skipped dinner. Y/N headed down to the kitchen. When she walked in she could hear the TV going in the other room. She peeked into the room and saw Bucky sitting on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune, of all things. The couch was facing away from the doorway but, sensing someone watching him, Bucky turned to see her. He looked like a deer in headlights, slowly letting himself relax as he realized it was just her and that he was safe.
“Can’t sleep either?” Y/N asked. Bucky shook his head silently as he watched her. “Mind if I join you?” she asked before giving him a gentle smile. Bucky never talked to anyone but Steve and avoided the rest of the tower’s inhabitants whenever possible. This was actually only the fourth time she’d seen him in the month he’d been there. Bucky glanced at the TV before looking at her and nodding. “I’m just gunna grab a snack… you want anything?” Bucky, again, shook his head silently. He watched her leave the doorway and heard her open the fridge then a cabinet before she came back. She stopped when she realized he was still watching the doorway. Y/N gave him a smile before heading over; she had a glass of milk and a package of chocolate chip cookies. Bucky watched her as she sat down at the other end of the couch; she put her legs half under her and put the cookies beside her. He looked her over, and his first thought was that she must be cold in her boy-shorts and t-shirt. There was a blanket over the back of the couch but he was leaning on the edge of it. He shifted slightly to the right so he was off of it which made Y/N glance over at him. She looked down briefly with a frown before looking back at the screen. Y/N bit her lip and put the cookie she had in her hand back in the package and held her glass of milk with both her hands. She glanced at him to find he wasn’t watching the TV but rather he was looking slightly to the left of it so he could see her in his peripherals. When she got up he looked over at her. She grabbed the package of cookies and started to leave.
“You don’t-!” Y/N jumped as he spoke loudly; she stopped and turned back to him. “-have to leave…” he finished quietly.
“You don’t seem rather comfortable with me in the same room.” Y/N said with a shrug.
“I would think you wouldn’t be comfortable with me in the same room.” He said as he avoided looking at her.
“Well, you’ve been here for like a month now and haven’t done anything bad so…” she shrugged again. “I have no reason to be afraid of you or anything.” Bucky looked up with a deep frown.
“No reason-?”
“Well yeah I know you could probably kill me in like two seconds but I also know you won’t. So I’m okay with being around you.” She said.
“Really?” Bucky asked blinking in surprise. Y/N nodded.
“I just thought you’d be more comfortable if I left you alone.” She said. Bucky shook his head.
“You can sit back down.” He said. Y/N walked back around and sat back in her seat. “You…” he hesitated, looking at the TV instead of her. “You don’t have to sit so far away.” He said. Y/N smiled and slid over so she was in the seat next to him.
“Too close?” she asked when he looked at her. He shook his head. Y/N put the package of cookies between them and opened it again. She took one out before holding it out to him. “Want one?” Bucky stared at it before slowly taking it. Y/N smiled at him and took another cookie from the package before eating it. She turned her attention to the TV while Bucky continued to watch her. He looked at the cookie before taking a bite. His eyebrows went up as he chewed it. “Good, right?” Y/N asked. Bucky nodded. She smiled at him before looking back at the TV.
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It was a few nights later when Y/N came down for a late night snack and heard the TV in the other room again. She grabbed some cookies and two glasses of milk before heading into the living area. Bucky turned to see her come in and watched as she came over, sat next to him and held out one of the glasses to him. He blinked at it but took it from her. She put the cookies between them like last time and handed one to him. He took it slowly and looked adorably confused as she took one and looked at him. She dunked her cookie in the milk before eating it and nodded for him to try it. He blinked and stared at the milk. He sniffed it, making Y/N raise an eyebrow, before he dunked his cookie in it and ate it. Some milk dripped onto his chin and he wiped it away with a small frown.
“I’ll go get some napkins.” Y/N said with a smile. She put her glass down on the coffee table in front of them before going to the kitchen.
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After a few weeks of watching TV with Bucky in the early hours of the morning, Y/N came into the living area with popcorn and two bottles of water.
“So I was wondering if you wanted to watch crappy movies with me.” she said.
“Why would we watch a movie if we knew it was bad?” Bucky asked as he tilted his head slightly.
“Well some movies are so bad they’re funny and it’s fun to laugh at how stupid they are.” She said with a smile. “We don’t have to.” She said as she looked down at her feet. “Just thought it would be better than watching the shows we usually do.”
“We can.”
“Awesome.” She handed him the bowl of popcorn and picked up the remote to switch to Netflix. “The crappy horror movies are the best. They’re in no way scary.” She added with a laugh. A small smile pulled at Bucky’s lips as he watched her flick through the movies.
…
“What the fuck was that?” Bucky asked, pointing with a handful of popcorn. “What the actual fuck was that?”
“Hey, language.” Y/N said nudging his arm slightly.
“You sound like Steve.” He said as he rolled his eyes. Y/N chuckled and threw a piece of popcorn at him. He frowned and threw all the popcorn in his hand at her. She stared at him with her mouth open and he threw a piece in her mouth. Y/N blinked and making Bucky chuckle slightly. A devious smirk grew on his face and Y/N’s eyes widened.
“It’s only fair cause you threw some at me.” she said quickly. He didn’t answer but picked up the bowl from between them. “Buck… buddy?” Y/N slid away from him on the couch slowly.
“I thought you weren’t afraid of me.” he said with a grin as he slowly lifted the bowl.
“Put the bowl down.” Y/N said pointing at him.
“Okay.” He said before putting it down, upside down, on her head. Y/N sat there, covered in popcorn and slowly lifted the bowl up so it wasn’t covering her eyes so she could see the huge smile on his face. The two burst out laughing.
“You ass!” She said with a laugh before she grabbed a handful and threw it at him. He swatted the popcorn away before it could hit his face before throwing another handful at her.
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That morning Steve and a few of the others sat in the kitchen drinking their morning cups of coffee.
“Did someone leave the TV on?” Tony asked with a frown.
“As if it actually affects your bill to the point where you’d notice.” Clint muttered rolling his eyes. Tony frowned at him before walking into the living area.
“Huh…” he said as he stood there.
“What’s up?” Natasha asked.
“I can’t believe I never made a bet on those two.” Tony mused.
“What are you talking about?” Steve asked as he got up and walked in behind Tony. He blinked in surprise when he found his friend and Y/N sleeping on the couch, Y/N leaning against Bucky with his arm around her, both covered in popcorn.
