Warning: i might have used a swear word like once?
Request - can you please do # 12 with bucky? thx
12 - “No, I refuse to buy those. It’ll hurt my tough guy exterior”
You woke up early and you were getting dressed for the day ahead, when your boyfriend came strutting in from the bathroom, a towel loosely hung from his hips. His wet hair falling over his forehead. You were practically drooling over him as he came over to you and extended a hand, lightly grazing your jaw. Snapping your jaw shut, you stared up at him as your cheeks turned a deep red.
“See something you like?” He teased, turning away from you to walk over to his closet, his hips swaying more so than usual, you smirked.
“Nah, just what the cat dragged in.” You answered nonchalantly, turning back to the mirror you were standing in front of, accessing your hair. Seeing Bucky’s reflection in the mirror caught your attention, and you regretted your snarky remark.
“You’ve asked for, doll.” His voice was taunting, deep, and oh so sexy. But that didn’t register as fast as the fact that he was running back over the room to you. You didn’t have the chance for a quick get away, you only managed to get acorss the bed, but Bucky was much faster and landed on top of you. His bare chest brushing against your bare back. You’d only been in a bra and sweats. Him, still only a towel.
“Buck!” You shouted, laughter bubbling inside you as he held you down, gently, but heavily. Your body vibrated as he laughed above you, pinning you to the bed.
“Say you’re sorry!” he demanded, his metal arm rested on the bed beside you, his flesh was wedged between both your bodies, awkwardly. Shaking your head as to say no, Bucky laughed once again. “Take it back, (Y/N)!”
“I’m not gonna!” Your voice was muffled as you shoved your face into the bed. Hiding your smile as you fought back laughter. Bucky sighed, his weight shifting above you. You felt cool air as his skin left yours and he fell in a huff on the bed beside you. You turned your head to face him, his crystal blue eyes absorbing yours.
“You gave up easily.” Teasingly, you whispered up at him, reaching out a hand to move a stray piece of his dark hair out of his face. Bucky sighed, grabbing hold of your outstretched hand and intertwining your fingers.
“I’m tired.” He huffed, but you could tell he was lying. Since when does the Winter Soldier get tired? You thought. Bucky’s brow furrowed in confusion as you glared up at him in acquisition.
“I know when you’re lying to me, Barnes.” Letting go of his hand, you used all your strength to gracefully pull your body closer to his, though it wasn’t graceful - at all.
“Oh yeah, how’s that (L/N)?” Bucky mocked, sending you a playful smirk. You only leaned up and kissed his nose, then maneuvered off the bed and to your mirror. You heard Bucky whimper from behind you, but you ignored him.
“Hurry up, big guy. We got lots to do today.” You said, giving up on your hair and throwing it into a messy bun. Bucky got changed into jeans and a loose tee. Though, it was loose every where but his shoulders and chest, inviting you to a playful imagination.
“Stop biting your lip, doll.” Bucky warned as he pulled on his coat. “You know what that does to me.” He added, helping you slip on your own large faux fur coat.
“I do as I please, Bucky.” Laughter followed your teasing demeanor as you swung open the front door and dashed outside into the snow. Bucky slowly followed pursuit, catching up to your short legs and intertwining your hand with his flesh one. Both of you walking down the street in a happy buzz.
“We should get breakfast.” Bucky said, breaking the silence as you crossed a busy street. Swinging your hand absentmindedly in his.
“Sure, we just gotta make one stop. Real quick.” You said up to your tall boyfriend, sending him a cheeky smirk. Bucky looked puzzled down at you as you pulled him into a clothing store along the street. Warm air met both your freezing faces as you pulled him to the centre of the store.
“What’re we doing in here?” He asked as you led him further into the clothing wracks until you found what you had been looking for.
“Eureka!” You shouted, holding up what you’d bee searching for.
“What is that?” Bucky asked beside you, staring at the small piece of clothing. You gaped at him, showing him the toque that you held in your grasp.
“It’s a toque,” you said, staring at him in dismay. Bucky slowly took it from your hands, inspecting it. “For you. I think you should buy it.” You quickly added.
“What? No way!” Bucky exclaimed, staring at the toque in distaste. Placing a hand on your heart, you feigned hurt.
“Why not? I thought you loved me.” You pouted, sniffling back a fake tear. Bucky stared at you for a second in horror, then down at the toque. Your evil genius self was laughing on the inside.
“I do, I love you. Of course I love you.” Bucky fretted, “but it says Baby Girl’s Man on it, (Y/N).” You held in your laughter, nearly choking on your spit.
“Baby Girl’s Man.” Bucky repeated, “what the hell does that even mean? Do you really want me wearing this?”
“Well, yeah. I don’t see the problem.” You said, acting offended by his words. Bucky sucked in a dramatic breath, staring down at the toque of doom.
“It says-”
“Buck, I know what it says. I still think you should buy it... cause you’re my man.” You must have been on the verge of persuading him ,since he tilted his head in the way he does when he’s thinking really hard. But then he shook it, as if to clear his thoughts.
“No, I refuse to buy this. It’ll hurt my tough guy exterior.” He said, handing the toque back over to you. You couldn’t control your laughter as it came bubbling up from inside you. Shocking your boyfriend in the process.
“O-ohka-ay.” You gulped in between fits of laughter. Bucky stared at you in disbelief.
“Did you just play me, babydoll?” He asked, feigning hurt. You nodded your head as you regained your breath.
“I am so getting you back for that.” Bucky said with a smile through clenched teeth. Your eyes widened as his arms engulfed you, surrounding you in a gigantic bear hug.
Sure, he was probably going to get you back for that - but you enjoyed these rounds of playful war with your boyfriend. He brought out the kid in you. And you loved that.
Featuring: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanova, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Vision
Warning: Swearing, fighting, fluff, angst ??
Prompt: Bucky and Steve are assigned to track down and attack an alleged threat. But what happens when that alleged threat is you, and your intentions are more mysterious than they thought?
P.S ~ this will be separated into multiple *parts*. If you’re liking this and want to make sure you don’t miss the next parts that follow, then turn on post notifications or send me a DM.
Was listening to this song while writing: (x)
Previous Parts:
Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV
It was dark by the time you arrived. The moon was the only lighting as you stumbled down the street. Cars flew past you, your hair blowing up by the wind. It didn’t bother you, though. Your thoughts were elsewhere as you reached the building your heart was aching for. It stood, looming over, in front of you. Lights were on, closer to the top floor. The bold letters already made you anxious, and your palms sweaty.
You walked up to the large front doors, smiling at the camera. The door made a click as it unlocked, you hesitated for a moment before pushing them open. The lobby was empty as you headed over to the elevator, pressing the top floor. Different thoughts swarmed your brain as you stared at yourself in the elevator mirror.
Did you look OK? Was your hair brushed enough? You brushed your teeth, you checked. You didn’t know why you were so nervous. You’d known about this day for a couple of months, you planned it over and over in your head. But as the day grew closer, you got more and more nervous. You’d become irrational and kept walking into things.
Your father, Loki, had finally been done with your behaviour and told you to go. He didn’t mind letting you leave for a few months, as long as you’d come back and see him. Your heart was overwhelmed with love for your father. He’d done everything he could by you. He taught you how to fight, properly. Loki said he’d never leave you, ever. And he tried so hard to make up for all those years you two were apart. He was everything you wished he would be.
And he finally let you escape. You’d been itching to come back to earth for awhile. Ever since you left it, actually. And you were finally here. Standing in the Avengers compound, in the elevator, on the way to see the one person you’d been aching to see for months.
You couldn’t wait any longer. The anticipation in you was consuming. Waiting in the slowest elevator, it felt. Suddenly, it came to a stop, letting out a ding as it did so. Your breathing stopped, your hands were shaking. The elevator doors opened, revealing the entrance way. You stepped out of the elevator, breathing in something very delicious. You hadn’t even realized that the Avengers were most likely eating dinner. You walked silently through the compound, until you came around the final corner, hearing chatter and soft laughter on the other side.
You stopped for a moment, leaning against the wall. You just listened to the chatter for a moment. Reveling in the feeling. It was a warm feeling. It was something you’d tried to become accustom to over the past few months. Everyone had tried to make you feel so at home in Asgard, though a part of you felt missing, still. You knew that part was here. Somehow. Around that corner, gathered together, they laughed. And that laughter made you feel so.. happy.
It was a weird feeling, especially coming from a place that tried to keep you from your family. But you missed them. The good them. The good Steve, who apologized for something he couldn’t control. The Natasha who tried to hide the fact that she felt bad for you. And Bucky. The good Bucky. The one who held you so firmly, and softly, in his arms. The one who made you realise that it isn’t always pain when it comes to caring. You brought that back in him, too. You knew that.
They all stood behind that corner.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, you came out from behind the corner. Natasha noticed you first, her mouth slightly agape at the sight of you. She stopped whatever she had been doing, causing Clint to stop what he was doing and look at whatever she had been looking at. This caused a chain of Avengers to stop whatever they had been doing and stare at you. You smiled, awkwardly, yet kindly at them.
“Holy shit.” Natasha breathed, breaking the echoing silence. Your eyes didn’t stay on her for very long as they scanned over everyone’s shocked faces, until the landed on the ice-blue eyes you’d been searching for.
No words could be said as he ran to you. You barely had time to open your arms as his wrapped you up. Sweeping you off your feet, his arms around you, perfectly engulfing you in a hug that you’d been craving since the moment you left. Your own arms were tightly strewn around his shoulders, his around your waist. His head tucked into your neck, taking in the scent of you that he had missed.
Tears fell down your cheeks, landing softly on his shoulder. But you couldn’t care to tell him as you felt his own body shutter under you. Never in your life time would you have believed some one if they told you, you’d be the one to ever make the Winter Soldier cry. Everyone around you became a blur as all your focus was on Bucky. His dark brown hair was all that you could see as you took in the feeling of him. The scent. The warmth. All of it.
“I’ve missed you,” you could just hear him say in the crook of your neck. His voice was quiet, muffled by your hot skin.
“I know, Buck.” You said to him, whispering it lightly into his ear, feeling him shudder under your hot breath touching his skin. “I’ve missed you.”
The two of you continued to hold each other. Not wanting to let go. His body was warming you up on every angel. Making you feel more at home than you ever had in a very long time. Reluctantly, his arms slowly let you slip down to your feet. Gathering your strength, you pulled away from him slightly to look at his face. He looked tried, you observed. His eyes were scanning your own face, taking in all of you as you took in all of him.
“God look at you, doll.” His hot breath fanning your face. Heat flared to your cheeks as you looked down at your feet. Though, Bucky was quick to place his flesh hand against your face, bringing your eyes back up to his. “You’re so stunning.” Bucky said. You didn’t say anything, still not used to his flirty comments. You only stood on your toes, reaching up to him and you gave him a kiss. Something you’d missed extravagantly.
“P.D.A!” You heard Steve call from behind you. Bucky smiled against your lips before pulling away. His own cheeks a new shade of red.
“Alight, alright.” Bucky sighed, his arm still touching you. Only now, it slid down to your waist, guiding you over to the table where everyone was gathered.
“Nice to see you again, (F/N).” Steve nodded at you, giving you a warm smile.
“You too,” your breath had escaped you and you could barely find your voice. Your eyes looked over everyone that were in the kitchen, a few of them you hadn’t been introduced to before.
“Are you hungry?” Bucky asked, making you turn to look up at him.
“Starved, actually.” You answered, just realizing how hungry you actually were. Bucky was about to take a step away to go get you food, but as his arm left, you felt a rush of cold air. Involuntarily letting out a whimper. Luckily no one had heard it as the chatter had built back up, only Bucky turned back around to face you.
“I’ll be right back, baby.” Bucky leant over and kissed you on the forehead, sending butterflies to erupt in your stomach.
“Thank you.” Your heart accelerated at his every touch. He smiled down at you. His adorable, lopsided smile.
Awkwardly sitting down at the large table, achingly wishing that Bucky hadn’t walked over to the fridge. After being apart for so long, you only wanted to be feel his touch. You watched his backside as he went, subconsciously bringing your lip in between your teeth. His back was very broad, you noticed.
He had very broad shoulders Something you very much liked about his physique. He had kind of a strut, as well. You hadn’t noticed that before, do to the fact that when you were with him all that time ago, you were more concentrated on which way his fist was going. His strut was cute, though. It was those small things about him that you began to observe, that made you fall in love with him more and more.
“(F/N)?” You turned your head as Steve tried to grab your attention. Everyone had been staring at you, making you feel very uncomfortable.
“Y-yes?” You asked, making Steve smirk at you.
“I was trying to introduce you to everyone.” Steve said, making you look around at the people you hadn’t talked to before.
“Oh okay,” you smiled, giving him a nod.
“Alright.” Steve clapped his hands together. “This is Clint, aka Hawkeye. Over there is Wanda, the Scarlet Witch. Right here is Vision, this guy is Sam, also known as Bird Guy-”
“Hey!” Sam objected, swinging his arms around in an ecstatic way. Your eyebrows raised. “I’m actually Falcon. Y’know? The coolest one on the team.” He added, earning a snort from Bucky as he appeared at your side.
“You have a jetpack.” Bucky said, taking a seat beside you. Handing you a small plate of noodles. Chinese food, you figured.
“It’s more than a jetpack. It’s this really awesome suit with these giant-” Sam’s eyes were wide, his hands waving around in different motions as he tried to describe to you what his suit was about.
“Jetpack.” Bucky cut him off, with a final look. You smirked, glancing sideways at Bucky. His eyes met yours, making you feel caught staring.
“Ice cube.” Sam muttered under his breath, crossing his arms over his built chest.
“You’re Loki’s daughter, right?” Clint asked, shoving his mouth full of his own Chinese food.
“Yeah,” your voice was quiet. You felt uncomfortable under every ones stare. Bucky sensed the discomfort in your posture and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, giving them a reassuring squeeze.
“Does that mean you have powers like Loki and Thor?” Clint continued to ask you questions, his food no longer interesting to him.
“I guess.” You shrugged, “but I can’t lift Mjolnir if that’s what you’re asking.” Everyone laughed at that as Clint gave you a pout.
“Does that mean you use Astral Projection?” Vision asked calmly, though sounding very interested. You turned to him in surprise.
“What’s that?” Clint squinted his eyes between Vision and you, looking completely baffled.
“It’s a type of teleportation.” You said to Clint before focusing back on Vision. “And yes, I do use it.”
“That’s quite astounding.” Vision mused, “is that the only power you inherited from your kin?” He asked, peering at you skeptically.
“Well, I mean-” you were stumbling over your own words. Vision’s eyes were watching you very intently, and it made you nervous for some reason.
“I think that’s enough.” Bucky said to him, cutting you off. You felt relief wash over you. Bucky then turned to you. “Are you full?” He asked, staring at your half-empty plate.
“Yes.” You said. Even though you could eat more, you wanted to be alone with Bucky.
“Okay, we can go.” Bucky said to you, getting up from the table. He grabbed your hand in his, shooting sparks up your arm.
“Leaving so soon!” Sam called from behind the two of you. “They about to do something nasty.” You heard him say to the rest of the group, making you shake your head in embarrassment. Even though you couldn’t see their faces, you could still hear them laugh.
Bucky led you down the hall, passing different rooms as you two went. Coming up suddenly to a shut door, Bucky briefly glanced at you before opening the door. He let you step in before him. The room opened up into a wide bedroom. It was grey, mostly. A few old art pieces were hung on the walls, a single window shown the lights from the city into the room. It was somehow vast, but it was also somehow completely Bucky.
“It’s a lot cleaner than I thought it would be.” You said, doing a small twirl around before sitting down in his bed, which was situated in the middle of the room. A large grey duvet covered the bed, only a few pillows were aimlessly strewn across the headboard.
“Thank you?” Bucky said, with a confused look around the room. He shut the door before coming to stand in front of you.
“It’s a compliment, don’t worry.” You said, looking up at him. His hands placed gently on your cheeks, cupping your face. You felt the metal compared to the flesh, it was an oddly comforting feeling.
“I've really missed you.” He mumbled, looking down t you with those piercing eyes of his. “And when I say really, I mean really really.” Bucky said. Your heart had started to accelerate with every word, your breath faltering for a moment.
“I’m sorry I ever left.” The sound of your voice was faint, raspy almost. He watched you for a moment, his body getting ever so closer to yours. His knees touched yours finally, meaning he was close enough for you to pull him down completely.
Your arms came to his sides, grasping a hold on hi shirt, you fell backwards onto the bed, bringing him down with you. A laugh escaped you as Bucky moved his hands down to your hips, lightly brushing your sides, making it tickle. His body was on top of yours, evaporating all the breath from you. His legs were on either side of you, his arms holding his upper body propped above you, his face inches from yours. His hair had fell into his eyes, making you lightly brush it behind his ears.
The two of you didn’t need to say anything as you were both just enjoying the feeling of each other. Knowing that one another is there. His eyes fluttered shut, as your fingers then lightly traced his face. They followed his stubbled jaw-line, then to his mouth. Tracing the outline of his perfect lips. His mouth was slightly agape as it breathing became heavier and heavier. You revelled in the thought that you made him this way. That only you had that effect on him.
Your hands found their way to his hair, your fingers lacing themselves in it. Pulling him closer to you. His lips then connected with yours. It gave you a tingling feeling everywhere, on every edge and tip of your body. You moaned involuntarily as he leaned down into you more, putting more of him into the kiss. Now only realizing how much you missed the feeling, the taste of him. He was everything you needed, and you loved it.
Bucky pressed his body against you more. His arms no longer holding him up as he deepened the kiss. You heard him groan as he pressed against you, feeling all of you against himself. It made you even more ecstatic than you already were. Everything about what was happening made you feel so alive. So alive, yet so vulnerable. Underneath him, under his touch. It made you weak in all the right places. His hands roamed your body, feeling every single part of you. Leaving a trail of tingles as they went.
The cold metal of his arm made you shiver, but it was a good kind of shiver. Something that made you wake up as his flesh hand flooded your body with warmth.
His lips continued to devour yours. Making you beg for more. You needed more. It honestly couldn’t have gotten more intense, you felt. Bucky suddenly pulled away, his blue eyes searching yours. It was quiet for moment, only the sound of your uneven breathing filled the room. Everything in his eyes said what you wanted to hear. He wanted you. Not just half, not just a quarter. He wanted all of you, for the same reason you wanted all of him.
“I love you, (F/N).” Bucky said, his gruff voice ringing in your ears. Your breathing became shallow as you tried to register what he said. His eyes were sincere as he looked down at you, watching your reaction. Hot tears rolled down the sides of your face as your hands moved from his hair back to his face, holding him.
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that.” You finally breathed. His eyes squinted as a smile enlightened his features. His forehead came to rest against yours in the comforting way you enjoyed.
“Oh, trust me doll.” He hummed. “I do.”
He tilted his head back down to connect your lips once more. You savoured the flavour of him, the feeling of him. He was all you ever wanted, and more. And you had him. On top of you. His hands feeling all of you. And you couldn't be happier.
‘Elloo everyone! I want to write a Part VI to this, I just want to make sure I still have fans for this series. Please let me know if you’d like to see more of It’s Not Personal!
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