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purple-babygirl · 1 month

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welcome baaaack! i missed you so much

i've been here since forever and i remember a very long time ago that you promised us insecure chubby bucky. i never forget and i'm still waiting for him (when you get time for sure). i would love to read that whenever you right it! otherwise i'm really happy you're back again.

much love purple<3

Pairing: Insecure!Chubby!Chef!Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Word Count: 4,180

Summary: Bucky runs into his ex, who manages to mess with his head, bringing his insecurities to the surface again. His girl takes it upon herself to show him how perfect he is.

Warnings: 18+ content, bullying (sort of), fat shaming, negative self body image, insecurities, intrusive thoughts, mentions of cheating, a little crying, a little angst, smut, unprotected vaginal sex, cum, multiple orgasms

A/N: Nonnie, omg, you have been here a long time! I love and appreciate you so so much and I can't believe you stuck around for so long wow:"💜💜 Thank you so much for existing and for being here you're the reason I don't wanna leave again💜💜💜 Here's one insecure chubby bucky for you, I hope you like this one and that I did a good job💜 Thank you again ilyyy, please enjoyxx💜💜(y'all i think i forgot how to write smut what is wrong with me)

perfect to me

“I’m so sorry, baby, I have to run,” she told him after checking her phone, pecking his lips and taking quick steps down the aisle of the large store.

Bucky smiled, taking another fruit plate and placing it in their cart. His girl was such a hard worker and he couldn’t be prouder.

It was going to be Christmas soon and his girl was still working hard so Bucky was going to make her the best holiday food she’s ever tasted.

He was focused on picking the freshest cranberries when he heard a scoff, a very familiar one.

“Hey, Ryan,” Bucky sighed, not really wanting to ruin his good mood, as he turned around to meet a face he knew too well.

“What does she owe you?” said Ryan, tilting his head with a smirk.

“What?!”

“There’s no way this chick is seeing you. I figured she must owe you and is just paying her debt!” He smirked further, not even trying to hide his gloating when he saw that his words still had an effect on Bucky.

“My relationship with her is none of your business.” Bucky’s voice was suddenly low as his eyes stared down at the contents of the cart.

“But my relationship with you is.” Ryan put a finger under Bucky’s chin but the latter took a step away.

“We don’t have a relationship. You cheated on me, remember? I was too fat for you.” Bucky’s shaky voice moved nothing inside Ryan. If anything Ryan wanted more.

“And now you’re too fat for her.”

“Shut up. She is nothing like you.”

“Really? Do you even know where she goes when she leaves you? Where she is right now, for example?” Ryan smirked.

“She got called into work and had to run to the office.” Bucky knew he owed him nothing and if he was in his right mind he wouldn’t have went through a conversation with Ryan at all, but he wasn’t.

“How are you still so naïve?” He laughed heartily as if Bucky’s misery was actually amusing to him.

“Leave me alone.” Bucky tried to push the shopping cart and walk away, but Ryan stepped before him.

“I didn’t know your publisher lived in an office.”

“What are you talking about?”

“She leaves you to go fuck your publisher. You know him, black guy, sexily built, very handsome.”

The words left Bucky feeling lightheaded as the world seemed to twirl around him. Could history be repeating itself? No, not this time. His girl was not like that.

“I saw her coming to his building with him.”

“How’d you even-”

“I wait tables in the restaurant across the street from his apartment. I didn’t know she was with you but damn are you lucky you met me today!” Ryan laughed insensitively.

“It’s probably someone else.”

“I think I know what your publisher looks like.”

“You’re lying,” Bucky chocked out, trying to get out of Ryan’s way.

“You don’t sound so sure about that.” Ryan tilted his head again with a smug smirk, poking Bucky’s tummy, “you know why? Because deep down you know she’s too sexy for you. Because you look at her and then at yourself and you can’t figure out why she’d want you. Because you know that sooner or later she’s gonna get tired of your fat ass and—”

“My life now is none of your business, Ryan. You left. You chose to go, so stay gone.” Bucky’s weak voice interrupted, shutting Ryan right up before he sped out of the store, leaving the groceries behind.

“You’ll come back to me when you see for yourself!” He shouted after Bucky, but he didn’t stop nor turn back.

The questions he had raised in Bucky’s head, Bucky had no answers for them himself. Why was this sweet girl with him? What did she see in him? Anyone who met them thought the same thing: they didn’t belong together. So what did she see differently? What was Bucky bringing to their relationship? Could he even satisfy her? Could he keep her fulfilled?

He thought the days where Ryan messed with his head were long gone but he was obviously mistaken. Ryan could still easily hurt him. He could still make him feel as large as an elephant yet smaller than an insect. The dagger he’d planted was in so deep that Bucky couldn’t feel anything but the pain the stab brought.

His ex’s words plagued his mind. They took over and drowned out his girl’s voice, pushing it to the background.

All of a sudden, Bucky was very aware of his size, of the way the couch made the slightest sounds under his weight, and the way his girl could fit her whole self on one of his thighs if she wanted to.

“Bucky bear?” A hand on his cheek pulled him out of his thoughts.

Suddenly, he hated the words she nicknamed him with. Bear? Is that how big she thought he was?

“Hmm?”

“I was asking if you wanna go shopping for last minute gifts with me tomorrow,” she repeated, smiling sweetly, her fingers brushing a few hairs back and behind Bucky’s ear as she yawned.

Bucky’s new cookbook became a best seller after one week of release and the publication house was throwing the amazing chef a party.

She couldn’t be prouder and she wanted to support Bucky all the way. She loved Christmas and now it was going to be even better with this event added to their memories.

She was going to go all out for her man and he didn’t even know it. It was going to be a huge surprise and she couldn’t wait to make it happen.

“Yeah, why not,” Bucky replied, faking a smile back.

“What were you busy thinking about?” Her thumb traced his stubbly cheek as she frowned worriedly.

For a wonderfully successful cook, Bucky didn’t look so happy.

“You,” he answered with the truth though his eyes didn’t sparkle like they usually would at the thought of her.

“What about me?” Her smile returned as she stared lovingly at Bucky’s face.

“Why are you with me?” Bucky couldn’t hide the sorrow in his voice if he tried.

“What?” She sat up straight in his lap as her face fell.

“Please don’t make me repeat the question.”

“Buck, where’s this coming from?” Her hands cupped both his cheeks.

“I just don’t get it.” He shook his head, swallowing as his hands removed hers from his face.

“Don’t get what?!” She placed her hands on Bucky’s chest instead, refusing to let him push her away.

“Why you’re here!”

“I’m here because I love you, what’s hard to get, baby?”

“Do you really love me?”

This was serious. She’s never seen her boyfriend look so broken.

“James, what’s going on?”

“Answer the question, plum,” Bucky requested, the back of his fingers stroking over her cheek, knowing this was probably the last time he would get to touch her soft skin.

“Of course I love you!”

“Then why do you leave me to go meet Sam and then lie to me about it?!” Bucky unintentionally raised his voice.

“W—what?”

There were so many emotions overwhelming her and none of them was pleasant.

She was shocked, hurt and dejected. Bucky has never raised his voice at her before.

“What were you doing together last night? And the night before and the night before that?!”

“Bucky, you’ve got it all wrong.” She shook her head, heartbroken that Bucky would think of her like that.

“Please leave.” He slid her off his lap and stood up, turning his back to her.

“Bucky.” Tears pricked her eyes.

“Leave, plum.”

“Bucky, me and Sam were—”

“If you won’t leave then I will.” Bucky sped to the door, grabbing his jacket from where it was hanged.

The last thing he wanted was to cry in front of her too. He’s already shown his weakness once; never again.

“Bucky!”

He ignored her calls, ready to run out of the door and let his legs take him far away where he’d have to hear no lies and could no longer get hurt.

“James Bucky Barnes, don’t you dare walk out on me!” She blocked the door, preventing Bucky from exiting the apartment.

Her eyes glistened with yet to be shed tears as her heart pounded in her chest. The mere idea of losing Bucky for any reason terrified her more than anything else.

She loved the man with her heart and soul and would go to the ends of the Earth for his sake. Why couldn’t he see that?

“I didn’t wanna ruin the surprise but… your book is a best seller. Me and Sam were planning you a party to celebrate. We figured if we met at the restaurant it’d ruin the surprise so I saw him at his place after work.”

Bucky stared at her dumbly.

“You can call Sam if you don’t believe me.”

“Oh.” Bucky felt like someone’s just dumped a bucket of cold water over his head; felt like an absolute idiot, “oh, plum.”

“I’m sorry I kept it a secret, but I’m not sorry I wanted to do something nice for the man I love.” A tear rolled down her cheek and her lower lip trembled, “and I’m really sad with you for stalking me and doubting me like that. I didn’t expect that from you, Bucky… and I’m hurt.”

“Sweet plum-”

“You can leave now if you still want to.” She took quick steps to the bedroom, leaving Bucky at the door.

It wasn’t often that she and Bucky fought and it was never something that couldn’t be solved within an hour. He could never bear to see her upset, let alone let her go to bed mad at him.

“Plum,” Bucky softly knocked on her door, swallowing the lump stuck in his throat, “can I please come in?”

But this was big.

Bucky has doubted her love for him. He has insulted her loyalty and ruined everything because of his insecurities and the poisonous words of a man who never cared for him.

She opened the door for him in a heartbeat, her face soaked in tears.

“No, no, sweet plum.” Bucky took her in his arms, praying to the deities she wouldn’t repel from his touch.

“You pushed me out of your lap.” She sobbed, her chest heaving and her forehead pressed to his shoulder.

His accusations hurt but the fact that he pushed her away somehow hurt her more.

Bucky couldn’t help but let his tears fall as well.

How could he be so thoughtless? She was the one good thing in his life and he almost let her go. No amount of restaurants he could open could make him feel as happy as a smile from her would.

He could write a library and collect every prize ever known to humankind, and she would still be the best thing Bucky has ever won over.

“I’m stupid, baby. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” His hold tightened, engulfing her smaller frame in a desperate hug, “please don’t cry because of an idiot like me. I’m sorry, sweet plum. Forgive me, baby.”

“Why’d you do it?” Her sad eyes looked at him in question, full of confusion yet void of bitterness.

“I- sweet plum-” Bucky didn’t know how to answer her question because now that he looked back, he could see how stupid it all was.

Why did he follow her for 3 consecutive nights while she went to meet Sam instead of just trusting her? Why did he choose to believe and trust in Ryan’s words and not her love for him? Why was it easier for him to imagine her with someone like Sam but impossible to think of her with someone like himself?

“It’s because I’m a big idiot,” Bucky replied.

“Bucky.”

“Please forgive me, plum.” Bucky pecked her temple.

“Tell me what happened.” She demanded softly, wiping Bucky’s own tears away and kissing his chin.

“Nothing happened, sweet plum. I got inside my own head again. I’m sorry, baby.” Bucky lied with a sad smile, too ashamed to admit Ryan’s words almost had him ruining the best relationship he’s ever been in.

She nodded understandingly, her hand cupping Bucky’s face as she rested his forehead on hers.

Bucky would tell her when he was ready. She didn’t want to stay mad at him. She knew he had issues with self confidence and she wasn’t about to make him feel even worse. He would come to her when he was comfortable. Bucky would tell her on his own.

“Please stay.” She whispered, her teary eyes heavy with sleep, yet afraid to go to bed and have Bucky leave after.

“I’m not going anywhere, sweet plum.” Bucky kissed her forehead, taking her by the hand to their bed.

“You know you can talk to me, right?” Her soothing voice whispered, filling the dark room.

Bucky was laying wide awake, Ryan’s words playing in his ears over and over again. What he did to his girl and how he made her cry. All the messed up shit he did just hours ago gnawed at him and took the sleep away from his eyes.

“I ran into Ryan,” Bucky finally replied, unable to sleep while he’s hiding something from her, “he filled my head with thoughts about you leaving me for Sam, and I let him.” He admitted to the ceiling, hesitant to meet her eyes.

“I would never leave you,” she promised him without reluctance, cupping his face and making him look at her.

She wanted him to see all the love her eyes held for him with no shame.

“Please don’t. I will lose the weight, I will—”

“Wait, what? He told you I’d leave you because of your weight?” Both hands were back on Bucky’s cheeks, thumbs wiping under his eyes.

Bucky nodded.

“And you believed him?”

“It’s why he left me.” He shrugged.

“Bucky,” she sighed.

“I know I know. It’s what’s on the inside that counts—”

“Don’t talk as if you’re not physically breathtaking!”

“Baby—”

“No! You have no idea how handsome you are, do you?!”

“Plum, you don’t have to say such stuff.” Bucky shook his head sheepishly and regretted it when he saw sadness cover her delicate features.

She quickly shook it off, scratching her forehead before taking Bucky’s hand, helping him sit up in their bed.

“Sweet plum, what are you doing?” Bucky asked when she started moving the covers down his torso.

“Gonna love on my man. Would you let me, Bucky? Can I love on you?” she asked, her voice soft and sweet.

Bucky nodded, hypnotized by the adoration shining in her eyes and she started to undress him.

Her eyes never left his as she took piece by piece of clothing off, revealing his beautiful figure to her, her smile only faltering when she bit down at the sight of her man in all his naked glory.

Bucky’s body was lit up under the soft moonlight coming from the window, helping her appreciate every curve and inch.

This gorgeous human being was his and he was hers.

“You’re so fucking sexy you take my breath away,” she moaned, slipping out of her own sweater, “and I don’t just mean the way you make me cum so many times until I have to fight for oxygen.” She brushed her lips on his.

Bucky was speechless. He could only stare and try not to lose his own oxygen.

“Keep your eyes open for me, Buck.” She pecked his lips once and he opened his eyes at once, not even realizing he’d closed them in the first place.

She smiled at how fast he followed the instruction, leaning back on the headboard and licking his lips.

Bucky’s groan when her bra hit the ground made her giggle. She slipped out of her panties, leaving herself bare before Bucky’s eyes.

“Come here, plum,” Bucky’s arms reached for her but she shook her head.

“This is about you, Bucky Bear.”

She climbed on the bed between Bucky’s legs, her hands wandering along his shins, thumbs caressing up his inner thighs. She bowed forward, peppering kisses on Bucky’s soft flesh.

“I love your thighs,” her lips moved higher and higher, the tiny kisses and nibbles driving Bucky crazy as he tried not to touch himself, “love how thick they are. So strong. So perfect. I would ride them all day if you’d let me.”

Bucky whimpered when she accompanied the honest words with a bite, leaving her mark on his pale flesh.

“And that ass,” she moaned, her hands sliding underneath Bucky, pulling his legs up and cupping his ass cheeks.

Bucky’s shy gasp made her smirk. He was so precious she could eat him. Maybe she should some day…

She let Bucky’s legs settle back on the bed and kept kissing up and up, skipping his twitching cock on purpose and placing wet kisses on his tummy instead. Her eyes locked with his and Bucky bit his pink lip.

He looked so beautiful, blushing, disheveled and turned on like that. His pupils were dilated, his cheeks rosy and his breath uneven; she was falling in love with this chef all over again.

“I love your tummy so so much,” her tongue dipped in Bucky’s bellybutton and the flush spread from his cheeks and on to his neck and chest.

Another moan slipped from his lips as her warm tongue lapped at his skin. She was full on licking him now.

Her words were romantic but the way she was loving him was driving him insane.

“I love to feel it against me when we hug,” she kissed his right side, “I love when you let me rest my head on it and I get to hear you breathe and feel your heartbeat,” she kissed his belly, “I love how it warms my back when you spoon me. And I love feeling it pushing against my ass when you take me from behind.” She pressed a final kiss to his left side.

“My favourite has got to be your cock though.” She gave his leaking dick a single pump and his hips were already bucking off the bed, “I’m a sucker for this cock, baby. Literally.”

Bucky was too busy whining when her mouth wrapped around the crown of his cock to call her out on her bad joke.

His whole body was on fire with need for her. He needed her to do something, anything.

“Plum, please. Let me get you ready. I need you. I need to be inside you.”

Bucky didn’t want to cum in her mouth, not this time. He needed to be buried deep inside her and he wasn’t sure how long he would be able to last.

“I’m ready,” she said, situating herself on top of his cock, rubbing the tip on her wet folds, letting out filthy mewls at the feel of him against the lips of her pussy, “always ready for you, baby.”

Before Bucky could argue that he should at least make sure she was prepared to take him just in case, she was pushing the tip of him in, stretching herself out on his cock with her head thrown back and her mouth open in a silent scream.

“Fuck, plum, so tight,” Bucky groaned, feeling her pussy grip every inch as soon as it disappeared inside her.

When she has completely impaled herself on Bucky’s cock, she stilled, taking a minute to get used to the stretch.

No burn has ever felt as good as the burn she got when Bucky’s dick split her in half. Getting opened on this cock was her favorite thing in the world.

She dragged her lips along his stubbly jaw as she waited, kissing all over his face, savoring the moment as sweetly as possible as if the head of Bucky’s cock wasn’t almost touching up her cervix.

Her open palms glided from around Bucky’s neck to his shoulders and down his arms until she reached his palms.

“and those hands, I think you already know how much I love your hands.” She chuckled as she continued and Bucky nodded, squirming below her.

“I love when you hold my hand; makes me feel safe; chosen,” she rolled her hips, making Bucky groan wantonly.

“I love how fast you can make me cum on the fingers of your left hand.” She whined when Bucky’s hands dug in her sides as she moved on him, surely leaving bruises behind.

“Fuck, plum-” Bucky was so close so fast and he wished he could last longer but the movement of her body on top of his, the words leaving her mouth and her walls snug around his cock were too much.

“I love you. Every inch, every part. I love all of you, Bucky.”

Bucky groaned in reply, chest heaving as he watched her take him.

“I love every part of you. I crave your touch like my lungs crave air.”

Bucky involuntarily thrust up, making her eyes roll.

“Oh Buck!” she wailed, Bucky hitting her favorite spots so good.

He couldn’t stop his hips from meeting hers every time she came down to take his cock over and over again, eyes glued to where he was disappearing inside of her.

“Nothing could ever match the feeling of being filled up of you, Bucky.”

“I love you, plum ahhh fuck,” Bucky moaned, overwhelmed by emotions and ready to burst any second.

“I love you too, Bucky bear. You’re my everything; my one and only.” She kissed him hard, thighs shaking around his body as she came on his cock.

Bucky couldn’t help but let go himself, cumming harder than he has ever before, filling her up with so much cum until he felt it leak out of her despite having her plugged on his softening cock.

She moaned at the warmth of his cum, shuddering when it seeped out of her.

“Fuck, plum,” Bucky sighed on her shoulder, breath still shaky.

She giggled shyly, burying her face in Bucky’s neck.

“Where did that come from?” Bucky asked, cupping her cheek so he could look at her.

She was glowing, smiling at him so innocently as if his cock wasn’t still buried deep up her leaking, pulsing pussy.

“From here.” She pointed to the spot between her breasts.

“Right here?” Bucky leaned forward to press a kiss on her hot skin, making her laugh as she nodded.

“I love you,” he whispered on her lips.

“I love you, Bucky. I love every tiny detail about you inside out. Nothing will ever change that.” She promised, seeing his eyes soften once again, insecurity dissipating.

“Thank you, plum.” Bucky hugged her close, kissing her shoulder and the back of her neck.

“Thank you for letting me show you how much I love you.”

“So you love my cock huh?” Bucky teased.

“Buckyyyy,” she whined, trying to get away as her face heated up.

“No, say it.” Bucky bit his lip, looking at her with a smirk.

“You know I do. Stop.”

“No, plum. I don’t know anything.” Bucky shook his head trying to act serious, “say it again.”

“Iloveyourcock,” she mumbled, trying to take herself off his cock.

“What was that, plum?” Bucky thrust upward into her and even with a soft cock he could make her make the sweetest sound.

“Hngh, I love your cock, Bucky,” she moaned, throwing her head back.

“Hmm, how much?” Bucky swirled his hips, feeling himself get hard again.

“S-so much,” she admitted as his cock stretched her sensitive pussy.

Bucky held her close, turning them the other way around and gave a deep push when he was on top, his cum making the filthiest squelching sounds as she screamed an “oh god”.

“So much you’d let me take you again?”

“Yes, yes,” she nodded frantically, not wanting the man to stop his thrusts.

And he wasn’t going to.

Bucky’s tummy pinned her down as he pressed his lips to hers, eating up her squeals as he pounded her into the bed, showing her how much he loved her.

“So you really don’t care about my weight?” Bucky asked, supporting his body up on his elbows as he stared at her glossy eyes.

She could barely remember her name as she tried to come down from the other two orgasms Bucky has just given her, his body still on top of hers, but that wasn’t a question she needed to think about the answer to.

“I only want you okay and healthy, Bucky. If you’re comfortable, I’m comfortable. If you’re happy, I’m happy. Otherwise, you’re perfect to me,” she told him with a shrug, pushing his wet hair behind his ears, “every little thing about you is perfect.”

“I love you so much, plum.”

“I love you more.” She smiled, heart fluttering at the look he was giving her.

“Not possible.” Bucky kissed her lips, “not possible, plum.”

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minnophee-writes · 7 months

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Right Where You Were Meant To Be

Fandom: Avengers [Marvel]

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Plus-size Reader

Summary: The reader has a crush on Bucky the second she looked at him but she also has feelings of self-consciousness about her body and doubts she’d ever end up with Bucky or any guy like Bucky. That all changes one night at one of Tony’s parties.

Word Count: 2,760 words

A/N: This is a cute little one-shot idea I had and just wanted to write out. I feel there aren’t many plus-size!reader stories so I wanted to make my own. I’m a chubby girl and felt like I needed some love, lmao. Any mistakes I take responsibility for, this story wasn’t beta read, so I apologize for any mistakes. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!!! <3 <3 <3 [edit: this is an old fanfic lol]

It all started when you looked at him for the first time. He had just moved into the Tower, and you had just gotten the job as Tony's new assistant since Pepper had become CEO of Stark Industries. Because you worked in an environment with superheroes who were very fit and healthy, you had become self-conscious of yourself; whether it would be what you wore, the things you ate, or just how your body looked in general.

Being a bigger girl, it often took a toll on your mental health when you would notice the glances, the whispering, the judgmental stares, and how shopping for clothes in your size was difficult, and it made you feel like you had to lose weight to fit in and belong. You felt alone and isolated.

You didn't have any friends; you didn't even talk to many of your co-workers, and just kept to yourself a majority of the time. When Bucky moved in, you noticed he did the same. He didn't speak much to the rest of the team, he mostly stayed in his room, and only hung around Steve. Bucky was very fit, and his muscular body showed it whenever he wore tight-fitted clothing. You would never wear tight-fitted clothing for fear of having your plumpness accentuated.

After five months working for Tony and having a more friendly relationship with the rest of the team, you had built a few close bonds with some of the heroes. Wanda and Natasha were your closest girlfriends and would regularly have 'Lady's Nights' every Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Tony, Clint, Sam, and Steve were like your older brothers and would look out for you.

You and Steve made it a routine to do small exercise and yoga in the afternoons just after 4 o'clock. How this all started was because you wanted to accomplish small goals for yourself, as Sam told you to do to help with your mental health.

"Steve," You called out as you stepped into the Tower's gym, the one place you knew where to find Steve if he wasn't in the common room.

"Oh, hey (Y/N)! What's up?" Steve turned to face you as he held the punching bag still while he watched you walk closer to him, noticing you fidgeting with your fingers nervously.

"I just... I wanted to start doing light exercises, you know, to boost my endorphins, and so I have something to do in the afternoons when I've finished with work." It wasn't a complete lie, but it just sugar-coated the fact that you just wanted to lose weight to gain confidence in yourself.

Steve had agreed to help you; he wouldn't push you too much either because he didn't want you to strain anything and not push you out of your comfort zone too much. Both of you would exercise for an hour each day in the afternoons. This routine had been going on for six weeks, and you were enjoying it. You felt better about yourself each week when you would check your progress and write down how much you lost during the week; you were more confident than you were all those weeks ago before asking Steve for help.

During one of those afternoon exercises, you and Steve were both in the Adho Mukha pose with Steve wearing his usual tight t-shirt, that you swore was a size too small, and shorts while you wore a loose, black tank top, and tight-fitted leggings that complemented the shape of your plump ass. You were so in the zone that you hadn't heard the gym doors open and the sound of footsteps coming closer to you. Bucky stood behind you and Steve, him getting an eyeful of your butt while he cleared his throat to catch his best friend's attention.

"Hey, Bucky! I didn't notice you were there. (Y/N) and I were doing some yoga, would you like to join us?"

You. Were. Mortified. You quickly stood up beside Steve and looked down at your feet, trying to avoid looking at Bucky after having your ass practically in his face.

"Uh, I kinda have to get ready for 'Girl's Night' tonight, but I think Bucky can keep you company." You nervously spoke, having your words jumble out quickly due to your inner-embarrassment. "I'll see you later, Steve!"

You bolted out of the gym as fast as your legs could go and made it up into your room without another incident. When you flopped onto your bed, you let out a loud, exhausted sigh before closing your eyes shut tightly. 'Why did I have to act like a nervous wreck? You didn't even let him talk for Christ's sake!' After beating yourself up over the little incident, you started to get ready for 'Girl's Night' with Nat and Wanda.

~~~~~~

It was two hours into 'Girl's Night' and you, Nat and Wanda had, at least, drank four glasses of Kraken Rum and about three shots of Vodka. You were more relaxed and carefree, enjoying your time with your best friends while gossiping about an episode of Criminal Minds you all saw the other day together.

"Not gonna lie, I would love to have a man like Morgan. Have you seen his muscles? And how he kicks down doors like a badass?" You gushed.

"That is true, and I fully believe Morgan and Garcia should be together. They have chemistry and look so cute!" Wanda loved her Morgan and Garcia ship.

"Eh, I like to have a super cute genius but that's just my opinion" Nat took a sip of her fruity vodka drink while shrugging her shoulders.

"Of course you would, you're with Bruce and that's a little bias, Nat." You gently shoved your red-haired friend playfully.

You and Wanda giggled like school girls when Natasha scoffed before she pointed an accusing finger at you.

"Well, says you, (Y/N)! You practically drool whenever you see Barnes."

That shut you up quickly. 'How does she know?! Play it off...'

"That's very funny Nat, but I don't know what you mean."

"Don't bullshit me, (Y/N). I've seen the way your cheeks get all pink and how your eyes are glued to him whenever he walks by. You're so smitten it's grossly cute." Then Wanda turned to you with a small smirk on her face.

"Maybe you should ask him to work out with you and Steve!"

Flashbacks of your embarrassment earlier that day made your face go pale. 'Absolutely not'. You shook your head furiously, staring at your two friends with fear. There was no way you'd have the guts to do such a thing, not after how you acted around him before. Plus, you didn't want him to look at you with disgust when he looks at you working out. You shake off all the negative thoughts before finishing off your last bits of rum.

"I think I'm going to head off to bed now, gotta wake up early tomorrow. Tony wants me to help him organize and plan a gala party to celebrate his newest project. And when I say to 'help him' I mean I'll be doing most of the work while he hides away in his lab with Bruce." You said before walking off and waving the girls goodbye.

2 weeks later...

You had most of the gala planned out. You had booked a cute catering company to organize some food dishes for everyone and even hired a group of people to decorate one of the large common rooms that would fit all the guests on Tony's guest-list. You had even bought a cute new dress to wear for the party. The party was starting that night at 7:30 and you would hopefully get everything done while having an hour and a half to spare to get ready.

When the decorating and planning finished, you quickly made your way to your room and got showered and changed. You stood in front of your mirror for quite some time, nitpicking every flaw you could see, judging your appearance because you knew how the other women at the party were going to look flawless and have every man swooping in for them. A sudden knock on your door snapped you out of your negative thoughts.

"(Y/n), you ready?" Wanda's voice called from the other side.

"Y-yeah! I'm coming now." You dashed for the door to get away from the mirror so you can't put yourself down even more. Once opening the door, Wanda linked your arm with hers, and both of you walked toward the elevator.

Telling FRIDAY which floor, you both arrived just as a few of the guests were mingling around; drinking, eating, and chatting. You glanced around, hoping to see the familiar faces of your friends, spotting Sam, Nat, and Clint near the bar where Natasha was serving the drinks. Tony was standing next to Pepper and being an absolute flirt as always while Steve and Bucky were standing near a corner with drinks in hand. Before you could make your way over to the bar, Wanda told you to wait where you were while she goes to quickly touch up her make-up, disappearing before you could say a word. You stood there awkwardly and looked around, making sure everything was going swimmingly until you felt a presence behind you. A tap on your confirmed that someone was indeed behind you.

You turned around to see a group of two slender women and three muscular men staring at you with smug and cocky smiles on their faces.

"Can we get some more drinks? And make them with a little more alcohol this time." One of the men quirked an eyebrow, waiting for you to scurry off to grab their drinks.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not part of catering. I'm-"

"You certainly look it though, I mean, you're not dressed like you're here as a guest. The dress you're wearing looks like the other catering staff." A woman spat, her eyes narrowed at you. You started to feel self-conscious about your outfit now, realizing the color-scheme looked very similar to the catering staff.

"Plus, the dress isn't that flattering for your body hun. We can practically see your muffin top and panty lines with how tight that dress is on you." The other woman commented while she leaned to the side to glance at more of your plush figure.

A stinging sensation began to appear behind your eyes, feelings of doubt, and an anxiety attack began to make themselves known. So looked away from the group and quickly made for the elevator, shooting Wanda a quick text saying you weren't feeling too well. 'How stupid of me to think I even looked good or that I could fit in at the party.' By the time the elevator doors reached your floor and the doors opened, hot tears were falling down your cheeks as you tried to furiously wipe them away with zero results. The tears kept flowing down as you began to walk down the hallway to your room; quiet footsteps barely making noise as they followed you. Just as your hand settled on the door handle, a warm hand clasped onto your shoulder gently. With a yelp, you spun around with a jump to look at your "attacker", only to find a pair of stormy blue eyes staring at your teary eyes intensely.

Bucky's eyes held hints of concern and worry, but it was hard to see because he was good at hiding his emotions, and the fact that your eyes were blurry from crying.

"You okay, (Y/n)? I saw you leave the party quickly and noticed how fast your breathing was." Bucky had to look down at you because he was so tall, or was it because you were just very short?

"I'm fine, Bucky. I just don't do well in crowded places or with so many strangers. I got a bit overwhelmed but it's fine now." You weakly smiled but he could see right through it, he always did.

"You had a panic attack after speaking to a group of people and judging by the looks they gave you while talking to them, I can only believe it wasn't a pleasant conversation." Bucky then brought both his flesh and metal hands to cup your face while he peered into your eyes more. "Tell me what happened, doll."

You sighed, you knew he wasn't going to let this go. Even though you both barely spoke to each other, he still cared for you like the both of you knew each other for years. Something about his calm voice and caring nature helped your nerves settle.

"They thought I was part of catering and asked if I could get them more drinks. I told them I wasn't catering, only for them to make snarky comments about my outfit and body. But it's fine, I'm used to having those comments made to me, I've dealt with those types of people all my life." Your hands gently held his and tried to move them away from your face but Bucky didn't budge.

"You don't believe them, right? I mean, I think the dress looks good on you. It shows off your curves and any man who doesn't get blown away is blind."

You gave a humorless laugh and shook your head at Bucky, looking down at the floor.

"You're just saying that to be nice to me, Buck. We both know girls like me don't belong in a place like this, or a party like that. You can go back to the party, I don't want to waste more of your time." You went to turn away when Bucky held your upper arms tightly.

"Not a chance, doll. I'm not a fan of crowds myself and was about to leave the party myself until I saw you run away. I'd rather spend my time with you and making sure you don't ever think that you don't belong."

You both stared at each other for a few seconds, his stare was intense with adoration and love while you stared at him in shock that he'd want to spend time with you. Before you could blink, Bucky leaned down and you felt his soft lips on yours, his arms wrapping around you and caging you into a warm and gentle embrace. Your hands rested onto his firm chest while his hands rested on your lower back, just above your butt. At first, you were in shock but then you gave in to the kiss and snaked your arms around his neck, your fingers embedded into his long hair.

The kiss was full of passion, and so much love that you didn't think it was possible. When the need for air was too much, you both separated and looked into each other's eyes once again.

"H-how? Why me? We barely know each other!"

"Because, (Y/n), I've been smitten for you since I first laid eyes on you but didn't have the guts to tell you. Steve's been a punk and trying to get me to join your work out sessions for weeks but I was too nervous to do it." Bucky's cheeks tinted red as he chuckled.

"And why's that? I was scared that if saw me working out, that you'd be grossed out by my body." You explained, chewing on your bottom lip.

"I could never be grossed out, sweetheart. I love a woman with curves and plumpness to her. I was nervous that if I watched you work out, I would try to make a move on you too fast and scare you away. I didn't want that to happen." Bucky grabbed your chin and leaned in again, his lips almost touching yours. "And you looked downright sexy in those tights, they shape your ass well."

You gasped and lightly smacked his shoulder while he smirked at you. His playfulness coming through. You made the first move this time and got onto your tippy toes to kiss him. It was quicker than the first but still held the same emotions. With so much strength you underestimated he had, Bucky lifted you up - your legs wrapped around his waist - as he opened your door and carried you over to your bedroom. Both of you watched a bunch of movies in your room; many kisses were shared before you both passed out, cuddled up under your fluffy blankets, safe in Bucky's arms.

Right where you were meant to be all along.

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the-marvelclub · 4 months

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While you were sleeping

bucky barnes x reader

Summary: Reader is in love with the mysterious man who goes every week to the bar where she works. When one night she witnesses a fight that leaves the man in a coma and he´s taken to the hospital, she is mistaken for his fiancée, unaware that the mysterious man is Steve Rogers himself. With no family and after losing everything in The Blip, reader becomes captivated with Steve's friends and their unconditional love for her that she can't bring herself to tell the truth. Things get complicated when she finds herself falling for Steve's best friend, Bucky.

Author’s note: This is my first time writing for Bucky and I'm planning to make it a series. Loosely based on the 1995 movie "While You Were Sleeping". English is not my first language. Feedback is always appreciated.

If someone had asked you a couple of years ago if you believed in love at first sight you probably would’ve laughed in their face, the whole concept seemed to belong only in the white pages of a book or in the bright screen of a tv, but not in real life, real life was more complicated than that. The idea of giving your heart away to someone you just met was ridiculous.

But that was before.

Now you were completely sure that you belonged to him, that you had belonged to him from the moment he walked through the doors of the small and almost empty bar where you worked.

It was the way he carried himself, hands in his pockets as he made his way to the front bar, the way he wore that ridiculous baseball cap that hide his dirty blond hair, the way he had run his fingers through that full beard when he ordered a drink and how he had closed his eyes shut placing a hand on his chest laughing when Joe, the bartender and owner of the bar, told him a joke. You'd be lying if you said you didn't spend most of your time daydreaming about what it would be like to kiss him, hold his hand or even start a life with him. Well, I guess Joe was right, you needed a new hobby. His routine was always the same; Monday night, when the bar was almost empty, Steven would arrived and go straight to the front bar, order a couple of beers and exchange a couple of jokes with Joe. One hour later he would pay and then leave. Although you hadn’t spoken to him, you couldn't help but admire him from afar, happy just to see him once again.

“Earth to y/n" Jimmy, your co-worker and next-door neighbor spoke, waving his hand repeatedly in front of your face forcing you out of your thoughts that always seemed to revolve around Steven and how much you wished the weekend would end so you could see him again. "Busy thinking about me?" You saw him giving you a crooked smile in the dim light and running his eyes up and down your entire body in a not so subtle way.

“You got me" You sighed standing up straight, cleaning the table in front of you. Since the first day you started working there, he had taken a certain interest in you, always making flirtly comments and asking you to dates despite making it very clear you would never go out with him.

“I'm going to bed" he let out as he put on his denim jacket, little drops of sweat covering his chubby cheeks and making his curly black hair stick to his skin. "You are more than welcome to join me." He said winking at you and you couldn’t help but to roll your eyes at him, shaking your head in desapproval as you wave goodbye.

The clock in front of you read 2:43 a.m. as you let out a yawn and rub your eyes from exhaustion watching the only clients left in the bar. Working as a waitress in a small bar wasn't your dream job but it paid the bills. Besides, Joe had taken you in and allowed you to stay in the small apartment above the bar for a reasonable price, which helped you a lot.

Things after the Blip hadn't been the same, one day you were in the kitchen of your beautiful apartment making dinner and the next thing you knew, you woke up on the cold hard kitchen floor with the most horrible headache. Strangers, who seemed to be living in your apartment now, giving you shocked looks. In a matter of seconds, 5 years had passed and everything you once knew had disappeared; your home, your job, your family. You shook your head pushing those thoughts away not wanting to think about it at that moment. Turning to look at the couple when they ask you for the check, you smiled, thinking about how in a few more minutes you would be curled up in your soft and warm bed. You really had to talk to Joe about switching to the morning shift.

You cleaned the table once the couple had left and turned off the lights making sure the doors were securely closed. Grabbing the garbage bags you made your way to the back door and into the back alley of the bar to throw them away. The cold wind brushed against your skin making you shiver, the old streetlight which kept flickering was the only thing that separated you from the darkness of the night.

The dead silence that lately seemed to fill the city was interrupted by a sudden loud crash that startled you making you drop the garbage bags, turning around you saw a man lying on the ground trying to get up, where the hell had he come from?

You gasped.

It was Steven. Your Steven. Only this time his pretty face was covered in small cuts and blood was coming out of his nose dripping into his white shirt, the shock written all over his face when his eyes set on you made you froze. In a blink of an eye, he had lunged at you and pulled you behind the big metal trash container before the deafening sound of guns being fired and bullets passed by the two of you.

"Are you okay?" he shouted over the noise when you let out a scream and hold onto him, his worried eyes searching your face making sure you were okay. It was the first time he had ever spoken to you and you couldn’t breath, the words got caught in your throat, refusing to come out. You haven’t been this closed to him before. He seemed rather familiar. "Stay here, don't move" he ordered you when you didn’t say a word and then run into the alley again.

Your stomach shot up to your throat when you took a quick look to see what was happening; Steven was fighting with a man who were dressed in black, two more were lying unconscious in the floor, his cold and calculating look told you that he wasn't planning on stopping anytime soon. The smell of sweat and blood filled the air and fear ran through your body as you watched the man take the gun and point it at him, everything after that moved in slow motion; in one quick movement, Steven had snatched the gun from the man’s hands and threw it away as he connected his fist with his face. Blood splattered on the ground. You didn't know he could fight like that, his movements were fast and precise, as if he had been training for that moment his whole life. He smashed his knee against the man’s face and without giving him time to recover from the blow, he attacked him again, his fists reaching his already bloodied face again and again making him fall to the cement with a thud, totally unconscious. That's when a bright white light appeared, illuminating everything, a fourth man that you haven't seen before was leaning against the brick wall near Steven, he didn't look bigger than the man lying unconscious on the cement next to him but an uneasy feeling invaded you, he wasn't trying to fight Steven, in fact he hadn't tried to attack him, no, he was studying him, he was studying every move he made, that's why when Steven attacked him, he quickly dodged his blows and with a quick movement he placed both hands on his head, the white light no longer illuminated the alley but small flashes of light seemed to want to escape from in between his fingers, you didn't know what was happening but when you heard Steven howl of pain and fall to the ground on his knees you knew that he was hurting him.

You didn't know what came over you but the next thing you knew is that you grabbed a metal pipe that was lying next to you and ran towards that man, catching him off guard and hit him in the back of the head, making him dropped to the floor. You quickly turned around searching for Steven, that’s when you saw him, he was on his knees on the pavement, his back was turned from you, he stay there for a couple of seconds not moving before fallen to the ground just like the other guys. You ran to him immediately, dropping to your knees, ignoring the pain that shot up all over your legs as you did.

“No, no, no, are you okay? Talk to me" you whispered desperately as you brought your ear to his chest trying to see if his heart was still beating. "Come on Steven, you have to wake up" you pleaded shaking him but his eyes remained closed. With shaky hands you grabbed your phone from your pocket and diall 911.

He was not waking up.

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"W-where are you taking him?" you asked the doctor once you finally caught sight of Steven, everything was moving so fast in the hospital, they were carrying a very unconscious Steven on the gurney and everyone was shouting instructions. You frowned as they look between Steven and you, curiosity and what it seems like confusion written all over their faces. What was going on?

The gray-haired doctor immediately turned around, finally noticing your presence when they led Steven through some doors and you tried to follow him. "Oh, you can’t go in there" he said quickly raising a hand, stopping you from entering those doors.

"No, you don't understand. I was with-"

"Are you family?" he cut you off, his gaze full of exasperation.

"No," you muttered. You just wanted to know if he was going to be okay. "But I was-"

"You can't go in. Family only." He interrupted you again "Wait in there" he said coldly pointing to the small waiting room.

You sighed in defeat knowing that there was nothing you could do now, you followed Steven with your eyes until you saw him disappear through the white doors.

“But I was going to marry him" you murmured to yourself, hating the fact that this was the first time he had ever spoken to you and now it was very likely that you would never get the chance to talk to him or see his handsome face anymore, hell you didn't even know if he was going to be okay, or if you would ever see him alive again.

You bit your nails feeling nervous as you waited in the waiting room. It had been 2 hours and you knew that they had already contacted his family and that you should probably leave but you couldn't help but stay to see if you heard at least something that would tell you that he had woken up. That he was okay.

"Hello, sweetheart" you looked up as you heard the nurse's voice standing in front of you with sympathetic eyes. "You're y/n, right?" You noded. "Come with me". Without saying a word you followed her, noticing that she was taking you to the intensive care area. "I'll give you a few minutes" she smiled stopping in front of a door and indicating for you to go in.

Steven was lying on the white hospital bed, machines connected to his still unconscious body, a sigh of relief left your body as the small sound that filled the room indicated that his heart was still beating. "Is he here? What the hell happened?" You heard a voice say before other voices chimed in and everyone started talking at the same time, commotion filling the hallway outside the room. You stuck your head out the window trying to see what was going on outside and your face lost its color. The Avengers were in the hallway along with the same doctor you had talked to hours ago and they were heading to the room. What the hell was going on? You slowly made your way to the wall as far from the door as you could when the group of superheroes enter the room, all their attention fixed on Steven, oblivious to the fact that you were in the room. You frowned at how weird the situation was and then you darted your eyes to Steven. Realization washing all over you.

You take in a sharp breath.

How had you not noticed before? Blond hair, blue eyes, the only thing different about him was his beard which made him look very different from that golden boy that America loved. Steven... Steve. Steve Rogers. The Steve who used to be Captain America. You put your hand to your mouth in disbelief as to why you hadn't recognized him much earlier.

"What is going on?" You heard Sam Wilson ask, you remember hearing about him on the news although lately you didn’t pay much attention to what was happening, always too focus on your job or in attending the meetings of your support group.

"He's in a coma" the doctor began to explain and you took a breath "What they told me is that they found him in an alley unconscious, apparently there was a fight. We don't know much yet". You opened your mouth to tell them that you knew what had happened but the doctor spoke again "We don't know what caused this state, his vital signals are strong as well as his brain waves. He's a super soldier so i'm pretty sure he's going to be just fine". You sighed in relief as you listened to him.

"Thank you doctor, but we'll take it from here. We already have everything ready to transport him to the Avengers Compound." One of them talked and at that moment the policeman who had take your statement when you had called 911 hours ago walked through the door, his eyes fixed on you, the nurse who had let you into the unit behind him.

"I've been looking all over the hospital for you, I need to ask you a few more questions" he addressed you, making everyone in the room turn to look at you for the first time. You froze, your heart starting to pound as all eyes focused on you.

"Who's she?" The woman with short blonde hair spoke. You opened your mouth to answer when the nurse spoke for you.

"She's his fiancé."

Wait, what?

"She's Y/n and she's going to marry him" She spoke again throwing you a smile.

You shook your head repeatedly, your mouth opening and closing but no words came out, why had she said that? Commotion filled the room once again preventing you from speaking.

"Better yet, she save his life" commented the policeman smiling.

The whole room fell silent.

"I thought it was a fight," one of them said, confusion on his face.

"She fought the other guy, Steve was too weak to keep fighting, without her, he might not have survived".

They all stared at you once again, surprise written all over their faces. Before you could say anything else, the blonde haired girl, who you knew was known as Black Widow, walked up to you and wrapped her arms around you, making you freeze, squeezing you tightly before pulling away, only then you were able to see the tears that run through her face, she looked relieved but there was still worry in her eyes, she wiped away the tears quickly before speaking. "I'm sorry, it's just that we hadn't seen or talked to him in over 2 years, we didn't even know he was here in Brooklyn, after everything that happened -" you could tell her voice cracked and she shook her head before continuing "We thought we'd never see him again. But I'm glad he found you and that you're taking care of him.” She whispered, a smile dancing on her lips. “Thank you for bringing him back to us, I can’t wait to hear all about you”.

No, no, no.

"Oh, and by the way, welcome to the family".

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sokovianheadtilt · 10 months

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Girls

Bucky Barnes x black!reader

Summary: Bucky is the ultimate girl dad

Warnings: none

A/N: pure fluff <3 i will die for girl dad bucky barnes omg

Word Count: 357

SERIES MASTERLIST

You woke up from a midday nap Bucky forced you to take after he caught you dozing off while holding Bella. He took both girls and reassured you that he’s more than capable of caring for them and that they’re a team. If you needed to lean on him for extra support, he won’t ask any questions and will do whatever means necessary to give you that support.

You got out of bed and went downstairs and the sight in front of you made your heart grow 10 times in size. Your fiance was sitting on the living room floor with your 9-month-olds, doing his best to style their curly hair. You saw the extreme concentration on his face as he did his best to part Aurora’s hair evenly with a children’s video playing on the TV to keep Arabella occupied. You leaned against the wall and saw him put two perfect pigtails in her hair, grinning at his success.

“We did it!” he exclaimed excitedly. He picked up Aurora and kissed her forehead and chubby cheeks, leading her to let out the cutest giggles that make your heart melt. He reaches over to pick up Arabella, holding the twins to his chest for some cuddle time.

You walked over to the trio, leaning down to kiss Bucky’s head. “Hi” you said softly as he looked up at you “Hey doll. How was your nap?” he looked up at you with those bright blue eyes you fell in love with. “Perfect. Woke up just in time to pick up Logan from school” You kissed his cheek as he shook his head “No no no, sweetheart, today is about you resting I’m gonna go get him while you get some more rest” he moved to gently stand up while holding onto the twins “Now if you excuse me, me and my little queens are gonna go get ready” he kissed your cheek and went upstairs.

You giggled and moved to sit on the couch, wondering why the world blessed you with the best man you could ever ask for. Now you just gotta get him to the altar.

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nickfowlerrr · 2 years

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pairing: bucky barnes x curvy!avenger!reader

warnings: 18+ ONLY. pet names (baby, sweetheart, princess). SMUT (fingering, breast play, unprotected penetrative sex). public sex? friends to lover-ish?. fluff, too ig. if i’m missing anything please let me know.

words: 4.5k

notes: idk what this is and i didn’t know how to end it so i kinda didn’t lmao. also i’m too tired to reread it and edit it, so sorry for any mistakes in advance. i feel bad about taking so long with my dark!soulmate au fics so this is at least something to read in the meantime. it’s been sitting in my google docs for a hot minute so i figured now is as good a time as any to share it. also - reader isn’t necessarily explicitly described as curvy/chubby/plus size in this - i don’t think 🤔- but i’m tagging it that way bc that’s just how i imagine all my readers in my fics, whether i state it or not.😙 as always - feedback is more than welcome. :) thank you for reading 🥰 and if you enjoy it please give it a reblog. 💘

“I love when you moan my name,” Bucky whispered in your ear as he hovered above you, both of you covered in sweat and panting.

“I’m not moaning, I’m groaning you jackass,” you grumbled as you shoved him off of you, trying to keep your composure despite his teasing and the feeling of his weight on top of you. “We’ve been at this for over two hours, I can’t keep up anymore.”

“It’s called endurance training for a reason, princess,” he said as he moved to his feet, rising to stand above you while you stayed down on the mat, thoroughly exhausted. It’d been round after round of HIIT before Bucky had you moving on to hand to hand combat - which is why you were now sprawled out on the floor after he finally managed to take you down to the mat, landing his body on top of yours.

“I hate this,” you huffed as you stared up at him. “So much. In fact, I hate it so much, it’s actually starting to make me hate you.” You complained before getting distracted by Bucky pulling his shirt up and over his head, throwing it to the side while he still towered over you.

“Hm, well, I can’t have that now can I,” he started as you moved to sit up so you could bring yourself back to your feet. “Wait,” he said huskily as he shoved you back down on the mat before you could even start to stand. “I think I know a workout you might actually enjoy,” he smirked. “We can switch from combat to a different form of cardio, how’s that sound?” he asked as he moved down to be on his knees, straddling you. All you could do was stare up at him dumbly. You were sure you were making a fool out of yourself while you stared at him almost awestruck, big eyed, lying beneath him with your mouth parted open while you were still working on leveling out your breathing, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care enough about how embarrassing it was to stop.

“Cardio? On the floor? How exactly is that supposed to work?” You asked breathily, chest heaving up and down. Bucky’s eyes fell to the swells of your breasts that were still perfectly on display thanks to your tight black sports bra.

Had you purposely worn it to your one on one training with him after the way he couldn’t stop staring at you and ogling your chest the last time you had it on? Absolutely. But you didn’t think it’d lead to anything. It never had before, despite what you may have wanted. This was like, your guys’ thing.

You and Bucky had always picked up on the way you looked at one another and every time you noticed a more… heated look from one another, you would each take it as an opportunity to tempt and perhaps even fluster the other. And he flustered you so easily.

For instance, you were completely distracted by him anytime he had his tight black t-shirt on, and once he realized, it quickly became a staple in his wardrobe.

And he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you anytime you were in the gym. Though your typical gym attire was high waisted workout leggings and either a windbreaker over a sports bra or a long sleeve tee, on the occasion you wore quad shorts, hello leg day, or would forgo anything over your top at all, it was like his eyes would be glued to your every movement.

And it’s not like you could blame him. You looked amazing. Particularly last week when you were sparring with Natasha. You were wearing the very same sports bra you had on now. It was new and held your girls up perfectly. Simple, black, and well fitted. It made you feel confident. You hadn’t expected Bucky to be in the gym when you arrived, but there he was. And when he saw you waiting by the entrance doors for Nat, he met your eye and sent a smile your way before his eyes drifted down and zeroed in on your chest.

It was almost funny to watch his abrupt change in demeanor as his only focus was suddenly all on you. You and that new bra you were wearing. It had to be new, he thought. He hadn’t seen it before, he was sure he would have remembered if he had..but maybe you just hadn’t worn it around him before.. That thought then got him thinking of all of your other bras he hasn’t had the pleasure of seeing before. And that thought then turned into thoughts of him being lucky enough to have the opportunity to see you in one you’d wear specially for him and then being able to get you out of it. God, your skin looked so soft. He just wanted to touch you. Well, that wasn’t all he wanted. He really wanted to get his mouth on you. You’d look so cute with his love bites all over you. Just imagining you walking into the gym, his marks on full display on your supple flesh and the gorgeous swells of your breasts. Fuck, he was getting himself worked up again, but he couldn’t help it. He wanted you so badly.

He didn’t even really notice his mouth parting open and his tongue quickly slipping out past his devilish lips, wetting them before grazing them with his teeth. And all the while, staring intently at you.

Now, had it been anyone else ogling at you like that (not that they would have), you would’ve been annoyed and probably would have immediately thrown on your jacket. But it wasn’t anyone else. It was Bucky. And you couldn’t deny that you liked the way he was looking at you. You always liked when he looked at you.

Though nothing had come of it, he always made you feel like you were the only person in the room. No matter where you were or who was around. It made you feel special. Wanted. And that was nice.

You scoffed at his obvious staring, though, and that’s when Steve turned around and saw you, too. He smiled and gave a wave and then turned to Bucky. Then with a raised brow, back to you. And then again back to Bucky before he realized where his friend’s gaze was set on you and why it was there.

Steve’s eyes went big and he immediately got red in the face as he caught himself staring at your cleavage, too. He didn’t mean to, he’d never purposely make anyone feel uncomfortable or like he was staring at them, but he was curious as to what Bucky was looking at, so really, it was his fault he was staring. He coughed, pretending to clear his throat as he looked away, trying to be nonchalant. Then he moved to not so subtly elbow Bucky in his ribs. “What the fuck, man?” he tried to whisper as he turned around. “You can’t just keep staring at her like that, you’re gonna make her uncomfortable. She’s gonna think you’re a pervert.” Bucky finally broke his stare and looked to Steve as he spoke. He knew he probably should have at least looked a little embarrassed at being so obvious, but it’s not like either of you could read his thoughts, so getting caught staring wasn’t the worst thing. And it’s not like he hadn’t been called out on it before. Hell, it’s not like you hadn’t done the same thing to him before, either.

“Oh, I’m sure she’s plenty comfortable with my staring, ain’t that right, princess,” you rolled your eyes as Bucky called to you with a boyish grin.

“Hmm, no,” you said, shaking your head after pretending to think about it for a second. “Steve’s right, I do think you’re a pervert,” you taunted with a slight tilt of your head as you met his gaze.

“Then maybe I am, but only for you, doll,” he smirked.

You laughed a smile at his words and as Natasha walked through the door of the gym to meet you, you hoped you didn’t look as affected by them as you felt while you shook your head again.

“Really know how to make a girl feel special, don’t you, Barnes?” You joked over your shoulder as you sauntered off with Nat to the ring.

“Ready to get your ass kicked?” She asked.

“By you? Any day.” You kidded as you bumped shoulders with her.

“Oh, and don’t worry, Barnes, I’ll try not to wear her out too badly for you ,” she winked as she turned around to tease him, his eyes still trained on you while he smirked at her comments. Your face felt like it was on fire, but you ignored it as you needed to focus on your sparring with Nat, though not before hitting her with an elbow of your own as you got closer to the ring.

Though he was across the expansive gym, Bucky’s gaze still found you any chance he got before him and Steve finally finished their workout and headed to their rooms to shower, bidding you both a “see ya later” on their way out.

So yeah. It was evident he liked the bra. And when you saw you had endurance training scheduled for today with Bucky, you knew exactly what you were going to wear.

When you entered the gym, Bucky’s eyes when he saw you walking toward him were dark and heady and you felt a thrill of excitement shoot through you knowing you could make him feel that way. You were equally affected by him. The way his arms were bulging in that damn black tee… and his thighs in those joggers, god. You wanted him. Of course you did. But not just for his looks. Bucky was an amazing guy. He was caring and protective and funny and so sweet to you. But he could also be mischievous; he loved to tease you and play around. You guys could so easily be yourselves around one another and you could spend hours with him and not get bored. You weren’t the most social person, but around Bucky, you could talk about anything. You never felt like you were being weird or awkward around him, it always felt so natural. It was like you had known each other for ages. And if you were being honest, you knew you wanted more. You wanted to be his. You wanted to be able to call him yours. But you couldn’t bring yourself to make the first move. If he didn’t feel the same, you wouldn’t be able to stand it. You were completely terrified of rejection. And from him it would really fucking sting. So teasing was enough for you if it had to be.

When you had first started your training session, there were a couple of people in the gym with you, but after that second hour passed it was just you and Bucky. And he took notice of the emptiness of the gym right away, deciding to use it to his advantage.

It was just you and him and he was finally going to make his move. He had been wanting to for a while now, but didn’t want to ruin your friendship if you didn’t want him the way he wanted you. After talking to Steve, he was reassured that it was obvious, apparently to everyone but him, that you were both completely taken with one another.

And when he had you pinned under him, he couldn’t help but tease you. He wanted to see what your reaction would be before he really made his move onto you. He loved how flustered you sounded when you shoved him off of you. And by the way you stared at him as he threw his shirt off, he knew you were both on the same page.

When he shoved you back down on the mat as you tried to get up and your breath hitched in your throat, he felt even more excited. He moved to straddle you and was happy to see that your wide eyes staring up at him as you tried to catch your breath were as lust filled as he was sure his were.

His hands fell to your wide hips and moved with perfect sensual pressure up your waist, being sure your body was laid completely down onto the mat, before his hands found your breasts. He squeezed them as you moaned lightly at the contact.

“God,” he breathed with a smile, “you’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?” He said, looking into your eyes before leaning his head back down, softly kissing the exposed tops of your breasts. You mewled at the feeling, hands instinctively finding his hair. You let your head fall to the side and when you saw the door to the gym, you were suddenly reminded that you were still in public.

“Bucky,” you panted, “What if someone comes in?” you said, worriedly. He picked his head up and grabbed your face to look at him.

“Then I’ll tell them to get the fuck out,” he said matter of factly as he looked at you like you were his whole world before slowly leaning down to finally catch your lips in a kiss. It was gentle as you savored the taste of him on your lips, a feeling you had been dying to experience for nearly as long as you had known him. And it was needy, too. You couldn’t get enough of him. As you pulled his hair, wanting him closer, the kiss became more heated. When you finally had to pull away to breathe, Bucky dropped his head and spoke into your neck. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that,” he breathed before placing light kisses down your neck.

“How long I’ve wanted to kiss you - to touch you like this,” he continued as his hands found the straps to your bra, pulling them down your arms as you wiggled to get your arms free. He pushed the bra up over your chest and you moved to take it off completely over your head.

His hands instantly found your breasts, holding and squeezing, massaging them as his lips attacked your sensitive flesh. His licking and nibbling, teasing your skin with his teeth and tongue, had you writhing underneath him. As you moved your hips up subconsciously searching for some kind of friction, you felt his hard cock against you. Instantly you became more needy, hands fervently trying to pull him closer.

You gasped loudly as he bit down on your pert nipple, suckling gently before soothing the sting with his wet tongue. You felt like you were going to implode if he didn’t give you what you needed. And what you needed was him. After all the games, the flirting, the teasing, the lustful stares, and stolen glances… you couldn’t hold it back - couldn’t wait any longer.

“Bucky,” you pleaded, hugging him more tightly against you in your wanton state.

“What’s wrong, princess?” he murmured against your skin.

“Need you. Please,” you said as you tried to move your still clothed hips against him once again.

“Yeah? Ya need me?” he began, smirking with heated cheeks, moving in to kiss you. “Where do you need me, baby? Tell me.” He spoke in your ear as he broke away from your lips, moving to trail kisses down your neck - causing you to whine softly.

“Need you inside me,” you nearly cried. You were growing more desperate with each passing second. “Please. I want you. I need to feel you inside me, Bucky, please,”

“Mm,” he hummed before moving back up to kiss your lips again. ”Knew you’d beg so pretty for me,” he smiled before he sat up in between your legs on his haunches, and his hands moved to rid you of your leggings.

You raised your hips to help him get them down your thick thighs before you completely kicked them off along with your shoes as Bucky stood and did the same. He now seemed almost as impatient as you were as he worked quickly to rid himself of his clothing. The sight of his thick cock had you swallowing hard before you let your eyes wander the rest of his incredible body. He didn’t seem to notice your gaze as you took in every inch of him as he wasted no time moving to get on top of you once again. Your hands found his waist as you needily wrapped your arms around him again. You moved your hands sensually up and down his back, luring him closer as he lavished your near completely exposed body with kisses. Your eyes closed shut in bliss.

His hands gently slipped down to your hips once again where he pulled down the waistband of your thong. After pulling it the rest of the way down your legs, one at a time, he threw it to lie on top of the pile of his clothes next to you as you pulled your knees up around him. Pushing your legs further apart as he kneeled in between them, he moved his hands up and down your thighs before he started to tease you with his metal fingers rubbing through your wet folds. You spread your legs even wider for him as he gently slipped one of his fingers into you. He played with you for a little bit, changing speeds, and motions and slipping his finger out only to push two back in, all while placing cheeky kisses anywhere he could on you as you mewled and moaned, laid completely spread out beneath him, losing yourself in his touch.

When neither of you could take the teasing any longer, he took his cock in his hand, hissing as he pumped himself a few times before he ran the tip up and down your slit, smearing his precum on you and mixing it with your arousal, sending tingles of pleasure through you. He moved from your dripping hole up to your sensitive clit and back down again while you were mewling at the sensations and growing ever more aroused.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned at the sight. “Think you’re ready for me, sweetheart?”

You nodded your head dumbly as you writhed around him, desperately waiting for him to finally put his cock inside of you.

At the first push of his tip into your tight entrance as he slowly entered into you, you gasped loudly, grabbing onto him as Bucky nearly growled out at the feel of you. He had tried to help you ease open with his fingers, but the size of his length was still stretching you more than you thought you could take and it stung but, god, it also felt so brutally good as he inched in. Your hands reached out for him as he continued to enter you a bit at a time, wanting to give you time to adjust to him. You found his hands on your hips and you gripped his forearms as he started to gently thrust into you.

“You okay, princess?” he asked headily. “Tell me if you want to stop and I’ll stop,” he assured you after you nodded your head and breathed out a “yes” to his question.

“I don’t want you to stop,” you moaned as he pulled out of you and pushed back in just a little harder.

“You’re taking me so well, baby. Knew you would,” he grunted in his pleasure before leaning down to kiss you deeply.

You wrapped your legs around him as he started to move faster, hitting you deeper, right where you needed him. “Fuck, Bucky…, god you feel so good. Oh,” you breathed out as you were turned into a mewling and moaning mess beneath him, making sounds you’d never heard come out of your mouth before, but you weren’t embarrassed. Not when Bucky was grunting and groaning, too. Praising you for how well you were taking him, every sound out of his mouth and every praise he showered on you was making you more and more slick for him as he moved his cock in and out of you deliciously.

“So you weren’t moaning before, but you’re moaning now, aren’t you, princess?” You chuckled breathlessly beneath him as he looked at you with a crooked smile on his face as he continued to thrust deep and deeper inside of you. You pulled his face down to yours and crashed your lips into his. It wasn’t nearly as gentle as it was previously, but it was hot and just as needy. You grabbed at him as he pistoned even harder into you, making you gasp as you felt your walls tighten around his cock, your breath getting caught in your throat. You could feel yourself getting closer with every move he made and he could feel it, too.

“You gonna come, sweetheart? Gonna come around my cock?” He panted out as he thrust deeper and faster into your heat.

“Yes, yes, I-I’m gonna come. Please, Bucky, I need to come,” you babbled out as best you could. He stroked up and down your waist almost soothingly with his right hand as his other held a bruising grip on your hip.

“I know, just hold it, pretty girl. You can hold it just a little longer for me now, can’t you?”

“Agh, yes. Fuck. I can hold it.. I can hold it,” you wanted to cry at the overwhelming sensations going through your body. It was too much but still not enough as waves of pleasure were surging through you with each drag of his thick cock along your velvety walls.

Bucky’s flesh hand moved to grip your other hip just as tightly as he spoke through grit teeth, like he was trying to stave off his own impending orgasm, too.

“You wanna be my princess, huh, sweetheart? Tell me who you belong to,” he spoke gruffly.

“You, Bucky, you. I belong to you. ’M your princess. I’m yours. All yours, only yours,” you rambled, though you meant every word. “Buck, please,” you moaned as your nails dug into his skin.

“Yeah you are,” he moaned back. “You’re mine. Come for me, princess. Wanna feel you come around my cock, squeeze me, baby. Oh, fuck,” he grunted the expletive through clenched teeth, his neck straining and his veins bulging.. His words and the look of absolute rapture on his beautiful face sent you falling off of the edge - head first into the most intense orgasm you’d ever experienced. You swore you saw white as you came hard around him, legs shaking as you trembled beneath him.

“Just like that, princess. Fuck you’re such a good girl,” he praised you as you came around him, talking you through your orgasm as your tight walls squeezed him, working to keep him inside of you, desperately wanting to be filled, triggering his own release. You felt him coat your walls as he came inside of you, his hips stuttering and slowing but not stopping completely as he rode out both of your highs. And you’d never felt so full or satisfied.

You gingerly dropped your shaky legs from around him and he rested himself fully on top of you as he stayed between your legs. His arms wrapped around you as he rested his head on your chest. You wrapped your own arms around him and you stayed embraced like that for a moment, trying to catch your breath as you held each other.

“I could stay like this forever, but seeing as how we’re still in the very public gym, maybe we should move things to my room?” He suggested lightly as he kept his head on your chest, arms still protective around you.

“Yeah, that’s…That’s a really good idea,” you breathed a laugh.

A couple hours (and an amazing round of shower sex) later found you wearing nothing but one of Bucky’s shirts, wrapped up in his sheets, and laying in his arms.

Your head was resting on his chest as you ran your nails up and down his skin, lightly tickling him as you did. “So…” you said quietly, though you knew he could hear you.

“So,” he hummed as his eyes began to fall shut from your soothing touch and warm embrace.

You suddenly felt unsure. Did this actually mean to him what it meant to you? You were nervous but you knew you had to ask. You needed to know one way or the other.

“I, uhm. I don’t really know how to ask this,” you breathed out with a nervous laugh.

“Ask what,” he said, sounding more alert now as he moved his left hand to hold yours against him.

“What.. hm. What does, this - I mean, what - what did this,” you tried to wrangle your nerves as you fought to actually ask him what you were trying to, but you just kept rambling until Bucky cut you off.

“What does this mean for us?” he said, looking down at you as you nodded your head still on his chest.

“Well, I mean, I thought I made my intentions pretty clear. I want to be with you, y/n,” he said seriously as he tilted your chin to meet your eye. “Like, really be with you. I want a relationship with you. I want you to be mine,” he whispered as he caressed your cheek. “But if you don’t want anything more than this, I - I’d understand. You just gotta let me know, because, I-”

“No!” you almost shouted as you shot up on his bed, turning to face him completely as you shook your head, reaching for his hand to hold again. “No, Bucky, no. That’s not at all what I meant by asking that. I just… I wanted to be sure that we were on the same page. Because I do, I want this,” you assured him. “I want this and more. I want… I want everything with you,” you confessed as you squeezed his hand and stared lovingly into his bright blue eyes shining back at you as his face lit up with that boyish grin he wore so well.

“Then that’s what you’ll get, princess,” he smiled as he pulled you down to meet his lips.

“And, you know, I am yours, Bucky,” you mumbled against his lips between kisses. “Always have been.” He pulled you closer and kissed you deeper at your words.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing you say that,” he mumbled back, holding your face in his hands before letting you go and returning to your previous resting positions, an even more at ease, comforting energy engulfing the two of you as you just enjoyed one another’s presence.

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In From the Cold

Summary: Bucky comes home with little friend he found on a cold winter night.

Pairing: Bucky x Black Female Reader

Rating: 16/Teen

Word Count 1.2K

A/N: Some of the words are in Igbo with translation. Thanks to @mrsmischief209 for the beta!

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“I hope Bucky gets back soon. The food’s getting cold,” your worried eyes spied the clock as thick flurries of snow blanketed the ground.

“Don’t worry Mommy!” your daughter, Obioma, reassured you from the dinner table, “Daddy will be back soon! We aren’t being chased by bad men anymore!”

“I know, I know Oma Nwam (dear),” you murmured as you kissed your daughter’s forehead, “It’s just that I worry.”

And who could blame you?

Ever since you met James three years ago, people have been after you.

It started when you wanted to go to Trader Joe’s for movie snacks. You wanted to reward yourself for a grueling week of work and for picking up your co-workers slack again. The bright red of the store sign graced your skin when you heard a blast.

The vestiges of HYDRA was looking for their Winter Soldier and they were done being tactful.

Everything was a flurry of reds, oranges, yellows, and black as people ran for shelter. You almost vomited when you saw a man get sliced in half by falling debris.

You plummeted to the ground after get the wind knocked out of you by the frantic crowd of panicked civilians. Closing your eyes in defeat, you waited for Death’s sweet embrace. But it never came. Instead, strong arms carried you to safety.

You were saved by an angel who insists on being called otherwise. Though he did accept your offer to bum off your couch for a few days.

Soon you realized that the Adonis who saved you was the one and only Bucky Barnes. You giggled at his bashful expression when you called him out on it. Here’s a man who battled against Captain America on equal footing, but couldn’t look you in the eye at a small question.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to become friends in between running from HYDRA, Secret US Government Organizations, and assholes who wanted his vibranium arm.

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The first kiss came as an accident.

You were watching Lily & Stitch and Bucky was having a moment connecting to Stitch and you to Lilo.

Bucky turned to you and wondered,“Do you think…I could change? Become a better person?”

You frowned at the tears welling up in his eyes. Here was a man who was nearly abandoned as POW experiment by his nation in during WW2 before being saved by his friend. A man who then was mind raped for nearly TWENTY YEARS until those fucking dobbers got their ‘fist’. A man who was trapped in his own mind for decades committing unspeakable crimes against humanity and the planet for the powers who wanted to ‘guide the people’. A man who never got to say goodbye to his loved ones robbed of nearly every chance to find peace.

A man who despite everything he’s been through, he still wants do good and protect others.

“Bucky, you are so much more than what HYDRA made you. You’re my angel,” you declared as you went in to kiss him on the cheek.

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It took about two months of Sam and Nat ribbing both of you for being idiots to start dating. Barely two dates in and Steve caught you making out in the car like a couple of horny teenagers.

Sam got a picture of it and sent it to Natasha.

You gave birth to Obioma eight months later.

A few months after giving birth to your beautiful baby girl, the US Gov’t finally backed off when Nat threatened to dump info on several redacted projects to the public.

For the first time in nearly a century, Bucky was at peace.

Then your daughter started walking at five months and talking at seven. Plus she crushed a hard plastic toy in her chubby little hands which caused your anxiety to spike for a bout two seconds before remembering Nat strong-armed the US Gov’t into getting off your backs.

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“Mommy! Mommy!” Obioma exclaimed, running to the front door, “Daddy’s home!”

“Hello sunshine!”, Bucky picked up his adorable daughter,” How was your day?”

“I went to Aunty Nat’s place for playtime and to make cookies! Then I went to Uncle Bruce for studying and met his cousin Jennifer!”

“You met his cousin Jennifer? What was she like?”

“She’s really nice and fun! Plus, she taught me how to get out of taking a quiz!” Obioma jumped out her Nnam’s (dad’s) embrace bouncing up and down with unrestrained glee.

“What did she say?”

“She said to get Auntie Nat-“

“She said to get Nat to talk to Bruce in a closet.” You interrupted not wanting a repeat of this afternoon. You had a quick sidebar with cousin Jen.

“Huh.”

“Hey Daddy, what’s in your jacket?” Obioma stopped jumping long enough to notice the small lump near the top Bucky’s jacket.

“Well sunshine,” Bucky knelt in front of the toddler,”This little one,” He slowly unzipped his jacket,”was lost and decided to give our family a chance.”

Bucky unfurled his large hands to reveal,”Is that a snowball, Daddy?”

“No Oma,” you giggled,”It’s a kitten.”

You didn’t know what to make of the next few minutes. Your little Oma backed away from Bucky, afraid of hurting the kitten.

No doubt she’s heard some of the slander peddled by sad, pathetic mothers with way too much time on their hands.

She took on step out to your husband and the pure white ball of fur terrified of hurting the little ball of fur.

“It’s okay, Sunshine,”Bucky coaxed with an outstretched hand,”Come and say Hello.”

Obioma carefully stretched out her chubby little hand to pet the tiny kitty.

Her eyes widened with joy when the tiny feline crept into her hands. You were able to sneak in a pic for Nat.

“Where did you find her James?”

Bucky pulled the kitten and his Sunshine into his arms,“I was walking home when a heard a ruckus a few blocks away. Turns out some punks ganged up on this little one.”

“Oh no! Poor Kitty!” Obioma exclaimed with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

“I know, sunshine,”Bucky mumbled into her forehead wiping away her tears, “But this little one was so brave! She refused to back down, but she needed a little help. So I walked up to them and they ran off. Then she ran up to my shoulder like a tree, or a mountain.”

“A mountain?”

“Yes, Sunshine. Poor little kitty was scared. Probably the first time anyone’s helped her.”

“Can she stay with us, Daddy?”

Bucky flashed you his ‘playful DILF smile’, “I dunno. It’s gonna be a lot of responsibility taking care of her.”

“Pwlease!” Your daughter flashed the Puppy Dog Eyes and Pout guaranteeing her victory. Both of you have a hard time saying no to her as it is.

“Alright, Oma,” Bucky passed your daughter to you awaiting arms,”What do you want to call our travel little kitty?”

“Um, Auntie Nat talked about the Awlps at story time. Mommy, what was the word she used?”

“Alpine, Nwam.”

“Alpine!”

“Alpine it is!” Bucky declared before rubbing his nose against Obioma’s.

“Well, now that we have welcomed our newest member to the family, let’s go eat. The food’s getting cold.”

“Yay!” Obioma ran to the dining room.

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“My kind angel saved a kitty this evening. That deserves a reward,”You whispered leaning to kiss Bucky only for you to jerk your head , “But, you didn’t call and we were so worried.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

“I know, I know. I wonder how I’ll reward you?”

Bucky chuckled and kissed your neck,”I’ll think of something.”

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