Summary: Bucky comes home from a tough mission to his favourite person who will take care of him in his time of need
Word Count: 1178
Square Filled: Singing in the shower
Pairings: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Showering, fluff
Written for @star-spangled-bingo
Author’s Note: Just a quick disclaimer, I do not own the lyrics to Some Day My Prince Will Come, Somewhere Over the Rainbow or excerpts from The Hobbit.
To say the mission had been difficult was an understatement. Bucky was absolutely exhausted, the kind of exhaustion that seeps into your bones. He had spent hours filling out reports before finally being allowed to come home. Fortunately nobody died or was seriously injured but there were a few close calls. Bucky trudged back to his apartment, the cold autumn air biting at his skin. There was only one person in the entire world that could make him feel better at this point.
The moment Bucky walked in the door, you ran up and hugged him.
“Welcome home! Oh, honey, you’re freezing. Here, you go jump in the shower and I’ll get your warm pyjamas, okay?” Bucky gave you a weak smile and headed to the bathroom.
When you came back with his clothes, you knocked on the door.
“Bucky? How are you going in there?”
“Can... can you help me? M-my fingers are n-numb...”
Smiling, you went in to help him, putting the pyjamas on the counter. You turned on the shower to let it warm up before assisting him in undressing. Bucky stepped into the shower once the temperature had been adjusted so it wouldn’t scald him and after undressing yourself, you joined him.
The moment the warm water made contact with his skin, the goosebumps that had broken out went away, making him sigh in content. You put a little bit of shampoo in your hand and began to wash his hair, singing as you did so.
“Some day my prince will come
Some day we'll meet again
And away to his castle we'll go
To be happy forever I know...”
Bucky couldn’t help but smile a little at the familiar lyrics. He had gone to see Snow White and the Seven Dwarves when it was first released in 1937. Bucky had confessed to you how much he had loved the film, how awestruck he was when he came out of the theatre. How could he not be? It was the first of its kind in all cinematic history.
“Some day when spring is here
We'll find our love anew
And the birds will sing
And wedding bells will ring
Some day when my dreams come true...”
As you lathered the substance into his hair, you could feel his body start to relax. You smiled and continued singing older Disney songs, rinsing his hair and moving onto his body washing the dirt and grime from the mission off his skin, taking great care over any small injuries you noticed.
Once he was cleaned off, you gently took his face in your hands.
“Do you want me to help you shave?” Bucky gave you a motion that was somewhere between a shrug and a nod.
“I need to hear you say an answer, baby. Yes or no?”
You carefully foamed up some shaving cream into your hand and applied it to his face. Bucky watched you, your expression calm and focussed on the job you were doing, simply humming rather than singing to help you concentrate better.
When you were done, you rinsed him off and put away the shaver.
“There we go, there’s my handsome prince,” you cooed. Bucky was suddenly overcome with emotion and hugged you, holding you close to his chest and quietly sobbing. He needed this. Someone being so soft and gentle with him. You simply held him and allowed him to cry while you rubbed his back and cradled his neck while beginning on another well known song.
“Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow, Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true...”
After Bucky had calmed down, you helped him to dry off and get dressed. You guided him to the kitchen were you had a complete three course meal. The moment Bucky inhaled the scent and his mouth watered, his stomach growling. He couldn’t remember the last time he had something decent to eat.
“Smells so good, doll,” he smiled, taking his seat at the table. You set the first course down in front of him.
“I worked hard on all of this. First up is Chinese chicken and corn soup, then roast pork, I made the crackling extra crispy, just the way you like it with vegetables and finally chocolate lava cake for dessert... I hope you like it...” Bucky smiled and began eating. While he ate, you caught him up on everything he had missed out on while he was gone.
The man could be absolutely ravenous after a mission and it never ceased to surprise you how much he could put away. Bucky had second helpings of each dish and when he was full, he leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes and placing a hand on his stomach. He suddenly looked down when he felt something brush against his leg.
“Alpine! There’s my sweet girl!”
The cat had been pretty much sulking ever since Bucky had left but now that he had returned, she had come out of her hiding place. You picked her up and placed her on his lap. Bucky smiled and fussed over her and pat her soft fur.
“Do you want to go to bed now? Alpine can come along too.” Bucky yawned and stood up and headed to the bedroom.
You had set up the heavier blankets and put on the electric blanket in preparation for the cold night. Bucky settled himself down in the sheets with you following after him. He carefully placed Alpine between the two of you and continued stroking her, causing her to purr loudly. You grabbed the book from your bedside table.
“I thought I’d help you unwind after that mission with an old classic; There and Back Again,” you winked showing him the cover. Bucky grinned and snuggled down.
“Chapter One: An Unexpected Party. In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit...”
Usually after a mission, Bucky’s mind was swarming with regrets and bad memories but tonight was different. He was full of his favourite types of foods, he was warm and he had his two favourite loved ones in bed with him. Bucky loved how much you took care of him and when you had a bad day, he would take care of you too. You were both so deeply in love with each other.
As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn’t think about how lucky he was to have you in his life. One of these days, Bucky knew he was going to marry you.
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