buckyandberries

I’ll make this look nicer, just rn I want a place to put all my writing - all banners made by me on procreate :)

- Smut/NSFW Themes are shown with * - WIP means Work in Progress (uncompleted series/two-part one-shot) - Most recent are the last in the list

// One-Shots // 

comfort - Everyone grieved after Steve passed, Bucky the most. Y/N takes it hard too, and they find each other to get though it together.

broken arm - When Steve tells Y/N Bucky is having a bad day, obviously she wants to help, so he teaches her some new moves, but it doesn’t all go to plan.

good news - Y/N, who works at the local Brooklyn Diner is nervous to tell her boys about some important news. (40s!Bucky)

training* -  Bucky asks you to train with him... but you forgot. oopies

baby -  Bucky gets turned into a baby on a mission that went wrong, and it’s Y/N’s job to look after him until he gets turned back.

heater -  Y/N is disappointed when New York weather turns on her fun plans for the Spring months, so Bucky decides to warm her up one miserable morning.

eavesdropping -  the girls (Y/N, nat, wanda and pepper) are having a little girl meeting/chitchat and the guys don’t like it… so they decide to eavesdrop

// Series // 

mornings (1/3) - Just a day in the life of Bucky and Y/N Barnes (CEO!Husband!Bucky) WIP

// Drabbles //

coffee - Y/N is being a lil’ drama queen

// One-Shots //

bad day -  Y/N has a shitty day and the one and only Steeb helps

can’t sleep* - Y/N is used to being up in the middle of the night, but when Steve joins her one night, they find something to hopefully tire them both out.

pele -  Y/N’s past memories are haunting her

good morning - What a morning looks like for the Rogers Family

// Series //

lonely together (1/3) - Y/N is too hung up on Bucky to see the Steve is the one for her.  lonely together (2/3) - After the events of New Years, Steve and Y/N grow closer. lonely together (3/3) - Bucky gets angry at Steve, but learns to get over Y/N so her and Steve can be happy.

// One-Shots //

suit* -  Seb in his suit is too much to handle

My mental health has been gross, too much money has been wasted many a time for it, I’ve been rejected for medication, doubted my mental health bc of it, dropped out of school bc I couldn’t handle it in hand with my mental health— the list goes on

My brain: how many issues do you want—

Mental health: YES

I miss writing and have been easing back into it, with that coming a pHat block, so I ask and appreciate some patience :)

Summary: Bucky gets angry at Steve, but learns to get over Y/N so her and Steve can be happy. (idk I’m so bad at summaries, I end up just writing the whole plot lmao)

Pairing: Steve x Female Reader

Warnings: Mean/Angsty Bucky but then nice Bucky lol Fluff near the end with Steve, probably swearing idk I didn’t check lol

Word Count: 1,210

A/N: I think this is the last one :/ also you have powers lol you're powers are temperature manipulation, so you can make your body cold and as hard as ice and hot enough to melt things - kinda as the Titans can in AoT

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PART 1  ~  PART 2

//

"That one-- no, not that one--"

"This one?" Y/N placed her hand on another dress as Nat groaned from behind her.

"Wanda, help me out," Nat said as red beams out light swirled towards Y/N, picking out a dress next to her.

"Ohhhhh, that one," Y/N said, taking it from the crimson kinetic energy as Wanda set her hands on her lap.

"I think he'll love it," Wanda said as Nat nodded.

"Ok! One less thing to worry about," Y/N said, sitting between her best friends.

"You excited?" Natasha asked, laying back on Y/N's bed.

"Extremely-- probably too excited," she said making the trio laugh. "I've never felt like this with someone, and known for sure that he feels the same,"

Y/N was too distracted to notice Nat and Wanda frown at each other.

"Bucky loved you, you know," Natasha said, leaning on her elbows so she could see the girls better.

"Then why did he treat me like shit?" her answer made them furrow their brows. "You guys know what he did to me on New Years, but that wasn't all he did,"

Both girls shuffled closer, showing Y/N they were listening. "He would sleep with girls and then show them off when I was there, even though I told him it bothered me. And I heard him talk crap about me on multiple occasions, Sam and Clint would sometimes tell me after he'd do it too. He even complained to Fury about me because I called him out for staring at my ass during a mission," she went on about all the things they never knew about.

"Why didn't you tell us, Y/N?" Wanda asked.

"Yeah, I feel like an idiot. All I ever did is tell you how perfect he was for you," Nat mumbled, feeling bad.

"No, it's fine, because I actually did love him, and I knew he didn't love me, so I just tuned everything out,"

"We're sorry, Y/N--" they all jumped upon hearing a bang. "What the hell was that?" Nat said as they immediately stood up, getting into battle mode.

"Miss L/N, you're assistance is needed in the common room," Vision came into the room through the wall.

"Vis, the door," Wanda sighed as he muttered an apology.

"What is it?" Y/N asked.

"Mr. Rogers is being strangled--"

"WHAT?! Why didn't you help?!" she said running to the common room, with everyone else trailing behind.

Gasps were heard once they saw what was going on. Bucky was on top of Steve, strangling him with his metal arm as Steve tried to pry him off with some of the couch cushions.

"Bucky! Stop, you're gonna kill him!" Y/N said making his clouded eyes turn to her, distracting him.

"I'm not gonna kill him, I'm teaching him a lesson," he growled making her look at him with a confused expression.

She ran over and began to push him off of Steve. He instantly complied, sighing angrily once Y/N aided to Steve's side.

"Are you ok?" she said, moving his head to check for bruises on his neck. "Bucky, what were you thinking?!"

"I-"

"No, you weren't thinking! If you were half an inch lower you would've killed him if I hadn't stopped you sooner," Y/N said, almost in tears as Steve began to get some color back in his face.

Everyone else sensed the tension in the air and left, leaving the three of them together.

"Do you even have reasoning behind why you suddenly started strangling your best friend?" she said, making her hands cold and pressing them onto the bruises.

"Y/N, it's fine--" Steve said, placing his hand on hers to try and calm her down.

"No, Steve, it's not! You've done so much for him and he does this! Probably for some petty reason too," she said looking over Bucky. His eyes were back to normal, brimming with tears.

"I-- can I speak to you in private?" he asked as she sighed, nodding to Steve as he stood up. He squeezed her hand in comfort, before leaving the room.

The room grew silent, making Y/N even more furious than she already was. She sat on the couch, running her hands through her hair as she tried to warm up her hands. She felt the couch dip next to her, making her look forward.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," he said as she held back from scoffing. "Not only for strangling Steve because of some petty reason but for everything,"

She chewed the inside of her cheek, waiting for him to continue.

"I was in a really bad place until you showed up, and then I just-- wasn't. You being around made me better for some reason, and I thought I did it all on my own, and I got cocky," he confessed as she looked over to him.

"But the more I didn't acknowledge the feelings that you gave me, the more corrupt I became, and I was only getting worse rather than better. And then I realized that I was denying the fact that you were the reason why I was feeling better, and I became driven on the idea that I was stronger and better than everyone else, mostly you," Y/N placed her hand in his, a silent gesture to show him that she understood; he had an explanation for everything.

"I know now, though," he said causing her to exhale deeply. "That I love you,"

"Buck, I--"

"And I know now that you don't love me anymore," he said turning to face her. "But I do know, that you love the man that just walked out of the room,"

"I guess I have a thing for older men," she mumbled, lightening the mood. "The timing wasn't right,"

"No, it wasn't the timing. The timing was more than perfect because you and Steve are meant to be together, he's the only one who will treat you right," he said as she sent him a sad smile.

"Thank you," she said, moving to hug him. The hug felt different from their previous one. The last was filled with sorrow and endings, but this one with filled with hope and new beginnings.

//

bonus:

"I glad you sorted things out with Buck," Steve said, as the pair strolled through Central Park at around 7:30 pm.

"Me too," they walked in silence for a moment, taking in the spring breeze. "It might take some time to get us back to normal, but it's a start,"

"Technically if Bucky hadn't ignored you at the New Year's party, we probably wouldn't have kissed and then--"

"Yeah, that's true, but I think we would've slowly drifted towards each other," she said, stopping before he sat them both down on a bench.

"I know it may be a little early, but I'm falling for you, Y/N," he said, placing his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

"I am too, Steve, don't worry," she said as he leaned forward, closing the gap between them by placing a soft kiss on her lips.

"I'm glad we decided to be lonely together," he said making her smile widely.

"Me too,"

//

that's all folks - of that series lmao

but, will y/n and steve stay together? will bucky ever get a girl? will vision ever learn to use doors?

...

Summary: After the events of New Years, Steve and Y/N grow closer.

Pairing: Steve x Female Reader

Warnings: nothing, 

Word Count: 858

A/N:

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PART 1

//

Over the early months of the new year, Y/N found herself getting closer to Steve, and further away from Bucky.

They found themselves exchanging glances at meetings, sitting together in the early hours of the mornings, sketching together, staying up late talking about anything; enjoying each other's company, after all, they were being lonely together.

The team slowly caught on, at first confused because they knew of Y/N's crush on The Winter Soldier, but were happy that they were happy. Though, Bucky on the other hand wasn't taking things too well. He became more distant, not taking help from anyone, hating himself for letting Y/N go without even getting the chance to catch her.

"So, I don't have to type in your whole number?" Steve asked, glancing away from the phone screen, staring at Y/N's softened features. She made him so happy, and he was horrible at hiding it.

"No, the phone has saved it under my contact," she said, clicking the search bar. "Type what you saved me as, and my contact will show up,"

"Ok," he grinned to himself, before typing 'my'. "Where's the gap thingy again?" he asked as Y/N's eyebrows furrowed.

"You know how to spell my name, right?" she asked as he chuckled. "And it's the long button that says 'space' because it makes a 'space' between the words,"

"Ahhh, I see. That's clever," he said, typing the rest.

"'My darling Y/N'? Steve, you're such a sap," she joked, resting her head on his shoulder. "So then all you do is click my contact and press call,"

"Like this--"

"Wait! It's test time!" she said pressing the off button on the side of the phone. "Your task today is to unlock your phone, put in your password, find the contacts app, and then call me--"

"Alright--"

"All while I'm waiting for my call in my room," she said as he groaned.

"No! I won't get Y/N hints?" he asked as she smiled, shaking her head.

"Don't worry, I believe in you!" she said before getting up to leave.

"I'll miss you!" he shouted to her, making her laugh.

Y/N flopped on her bed, scrolling through her Twitter, knowing it would take Steve a little while to even turn on the phone, but she had faith.

A few moments later, as if planned, someone knocked on her door, just as the contact 'Stevie💕' showed up on her screen as her phone began to ring.

"Just one second," she said to the anonymous person at the door.

"Hello?" Y/N said.

"HELLO? Y/N I THINK I DID IT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?" he practically shouted, making her hear him from the living room.

"Steve, you don't have to put the phone to your mouth when you talk," she said.

"Ohhh, ok! But I did it, Y/N!" he said excitedly making her smile widely.

"I know, you did a great job, Steve,"

"Well, I have the best teacher," he said, making her blush. "Um, I wanted to ask you something,"

"Oh, do you want me to come or--"

"No, I'm kinda nervous to say it in person, so just listen,"

"Um, alright," she said getting kind of worried herself.

"I've enjoyed spending time with you, Y/N. Ever since we hung out at New Year's, my feelings for you have changed from to platonic and professional, to um--" she smiled softly, hearing him struggle to get the words out.

"It's ok, Stevie, there's no need to be nervous," her gentle voice made him relax instantly.

"I like you a lot, Y/N, and I was wondering if you would go to dinner with me," he said, exhaling a deep breath.

"Like a date?" she asked.

"Like a date," his voice sounded more confident than previously.

"I'd love to go on a date with you, Steve," she said as she almost felt him smile through the phone.

"Ok! So, I'll pick you up at 7 and we can ride on my motorbike around New York, or we could watch a movie, or just go for dinner--"

"I don't mind what we do, I'm just glad we'll get to spend time together without worrying about anyone interrupting us,"

"Ok, I'll see you at 7, then,"

"I'll be waiting," she said before she hung up, almost bursting with excitement.

The whole time, Bucky stood outside the door, listening to the girl he loved moving on, with his best friend. It seemed selfish for him to be angry, since they were never together, and since he messed up, but he couldn't help it.

He stormed off, wishing he could somehow go back to that New Year's party, but he couldn't, and that would sit with him forever.

But he could suppress his anger. He was so mad, that instead of talking it over with Y/N to get some closure or training which helped him, he went into the living room, where his best friend sat. His jaw and fists clenched immediately at the sight, the pressure making him almost faint.

His vision clouded over as the other version of Bucky struggled to hold him back, but he was too far gone.

//

Summary: the girls (y/n, nat, wanda and pepper) are having a little girl meeting/chitchat and the guys don’t like it... so they decide to eavesdrop

Pairing: Verymuchinlove!Bucky x Verymuchinlove!Reader

Warnings: FLUFF, mentions of sex? (wrap it before you tap it), probably swearing, gossip? idk bro RATED 12 

Word Count: 909 

A/N: I’m meant to be doing revision for Weimar Germany or something in History but no this is more important

sorry for the hiatus and thanks for the support :D we’re going back to school on March 8th, so I’m doing all the work I didn’t do during the lessons LMAO send help

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

//

“Wait, what’s happening?“ Bucky said to the guys as he found them huddled around staring at a screen.

“Every other Friday, the girls have a little ‘girls meeting’ where they basically talk shit about us,“ Tony said projecting the live footage of Y/N and Bucky’s room onto the big plasma TV.

“But they decided to just stay in because it’s cold, so finally we can hear what they’re saying!“ Sam said excitedly as Steve rolled his eyes.

“Guys, they have this ‘girl time’ because they’re always surrounded by us, and it’s their only time to not have us snooping and now-- it’s just-- back me up, Buck!“ Steve exclaimed as everyone else ignored him.

“So that’s why I’m not allowed in my own room, I see,“ he said, remembering the event prior where Nat shoved him out of his own room as Y/N gave him an apologetic smile.

“Yeah, they’re really serious about these meetings, it’s the only time they can complain about us,“ Clint said as Bucky furrowed his brows.

“Then why are we eavesdropping--“ he paused as he heard Wanda say his name. “Wait, turn it up! They said my name!“ he pushed Sam out of the way as Steve moved to the side, making Sam fall onto the floor.

“Hey, man! What the fuc--“

“SHHHHHH!“

“What do mean, ‘what about you and Bucky’,“ Y/N’s voice rang through the room as all the girls on the screen turned to look at her.

“What’s he like? I mean obviously, we know him, but he’s really quiet, and I can’t imagine what he’d be like in a relationship,“ Pepper said as all the guys turned to look at Bucky.

“Well,“

//

“Well,“ Y/N started. “What do you want to know?“

“What’s he like in bed?“

“Uh--“

“Is he really romantic and passionate? Or like rough? I bet he’s really good, and he probably has a lot of experience right?“ Nat asked like she didn’t know from their short-lived history. (damn I didn't mean to gun at my girl Nat like that, I just thought I'd mention it)

“Um--“

“Is he hung--“

“I don’t really feel comfortable talking about our sex life, it’s not really the type of couple we are,“ she said, not knowing that Bucky had just taken the largest sigh of relief.

“Wait, you haven’t had sex??“

“No! We have, it’s just, we’re really private, and I don’t think he’d want me to share this stuff,“ even though she didn’t know he was listening, she was 1000% right.

“Ok, that’s fine, how about-- what do you do together?“

“Well, we’re pretty simple and chill people, we’re usually always tangled up together somewhere, whether it’s on the couch or in bed, I think we just enjoy being around each other, regardless if we’re doing anything or not,“

“Awww,“ the girls said, as the guys started making fun of Bucky, other than Steve, who also aw-ed.

“That’s so sweet. Actually, now that I think of it, you don’t really show much affection towards each other around us,“

“Yeah, we try not to, because we want to stay professional, and we don’t want to make you guys uncomfortable, but we’re really cuddly when we’re alone,“

“Honestly, if you hadn’t told me you were dating, I wouldn’t have caught on,“ Pepper said as Wanda agreed.

“What do you love about him?“

“Uh-- I can’t really choose just one thing. I don’t know, I mean-- we’ve been together for what, a year? and every time I see him I get all giddy and nervous, and he always makes me blush by doing the smallest thing,“ she continued, as the girls listened in awe. “He just makes me feel like the most important thing at all times, and even though we don’t show it, he’s always making me feel special and-- I just love him,“

//

“I just love him,“ both rooms were silent as the guys stared at the screen. All of them, even though a few wouldn’t admit it, had gotten emotional. At that moment, Bucky felt like it was just him and her.

“I can’t-- I’m gonna fucking cry,“ Sam said, rapidly grabbing the tissue box.

“Have you told her you love her yet?“ Steve asked Bucky, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“No, I’ve been too scared to,“

“Well what the fuck are you doing standing here then?“ Steve said as everyone looked at him weirdly. “Go!”

At that, Bucky abruptly power-walked to their room. Once he got there, he burst into the room, ignoring the screams for him to leave, and dragged Y/N out of the room, taking them down the hall.

"Um, hi," she said wiping a stray tear. "What are you doing?"

"I love you,"

"I-- uh-- what?!" she said, confused at the weird timing. "I-- how did you--"

"We were eavesdropping on your girls talk and--"

"YOU WHAT?!"

"No, but that doesn't matter, because I was too scared to tell you, but I feel the exact same way," he said pulling her closer to him. "Y/N, I love you,"

"Well, obviously I love you too," she said as they both smiled. "So, uh-- how much did you hear?"

"All of it,"

"Oh- that's fine, I guess?"

"It totally isn't!" Steve said as they turned around to see everyone watching them.

"Get outta here!" Bucky said as they scrambled to leave.

"I love you, Bucky,"

"I love you too, Y/N," he said as their lips locked, fitting perfectly with one another.

Summary: Y/N is being a lil’ drama queen

Pairing: no one, just a funny avengers drabble

Warnings: mentions of being shot? arguing? lots of italiccs (no this isn’t a spelling error)

Word Count: 279 (meant to be a drabble but I got carried away)

A/N: I decided to do a thing were it’s just dialogue, what do you think? 

Also, I would love if you sent me some prompts - don’t be shy, send me some lol and feedback is always appreciated

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

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"He shot me! About 5 months ago! You expect me to be friendly with him?!"

"You don't have to be friendly with him, but you will need to accept that you'll have to work closely with him,"

"Are you kidding me?!"

"Y/N, come on! You know it technically wasn't him who shot you, stop being so dramatic,"

"Me being dramatic?! He hasn't bothered speaking to me, let alone apologizing for shooting me, so why should I have to look his way?"

"I would stop while you're at it, Steve, she might throw something at you,"

"Shut it Sam, or I'll shoot you and not ever apologize, I KNOW YOU'RE LISTENING BUCKY,"

"Come on, Y/N, please?"

"No,"

"I'll organize your room,"

"No,"

"I'll stop eating your Oreos,"

"Oh damn, that must've taken a lot of courage, Y/N just do it, man,"

"No,"

"I'll pay for all of your UberEats,"

"No,"

"I won't use my 'Captain Voice' around you because you say it makes you anxious and feel like a toddler,"

"All or nothing,"

"Hang on, all this just to make Bucky a cup of coffee?"

"Yes, Nat, you know I hold grudges really tightly, now Steve, all or nothing,"

"Can't one of you just make it,"

"He doesn't like ours, he ended up drinking all of mine yesterday because she won't make it for him,"

"Fine, BUCK I AM NOT GONNA STOP EATING MY PRECIOUS OREOS BECAUSE OF YOUR STUPID LOVE FOR Y/N'S COFFEE, DO IT YOURSELF,"

"I think that Bucky is secretly in love with Y/N, so he's too nervous to tell her how he feels-- OW, Y/N!"

"Shut the hell up, Sam,"

Summary: What a morning looks like for the Rogers Family

Pairing: Husband!Steve x Wife!Reader

Warnings: nothing unless having a daughter should be a warning

Word Count: 493 (lil shorty)

A/N: just some cute family fluff lol that's sounds weird. also, Daisy/Diana means you can choose either name - I do it because you might have the same name as an OC which is confusing so yeah

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

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I sat up, adjusting to the light peaking through the curtains; 7:04 am. I slowly got up, trying not to wake up my husband, Steve.

I walked to the room next to us, the sound of our seven-month-old daughter, Daisy/Diana, getting louder.

"Hi, honey," I cooed quietly, picking her up. I took her out of the room, back to ours, and laid her down between the two of us. He stirred slightly, used to Daisy/Diana's presence, usually at the same time every day. I laid down next to her, feeling Steve put his arms over both of us, as we rested with Dee a little longer.

About an hour later, Steve started to wake up; Daisy/Diana was now sitting on my lap, facing me, as I was sitting with my legs bent at the knee, leaning against our headboard.

"Morning," he mumbled, stretching slightly.

"Hey, daddy," I said in a high-pitched voice as Dee laughed.

"Hello, my gorgeous princess," he took her from my lap as I smiled. Usually, Steve would take her once he was up, so I could go and start breakfast. "Good morning, darling," he said as I leaned over to kiss him, before leaving the room.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face before walking downstairs to start making breakfast.

Steve and I decided to take a break from everything after we got married about 2 years back, and we happened to have Daisy/Diana as well, so that delayed our return by at least 18-years.

As I set the table and put the food down, Steve walked in carrying our baby girl. She had Steve's beautiful eyes and my messy hair, a lot of it too.

"Hey, mama," he came up behind me, kissing my cheek.

"Just in time, sit down," I took Dee from him and put her in her high chair.

"Yes! You made pancakes," he said happily as I sat between them, facing Daisy/Diana.

"You seem chirpy today," I said as he started eating. "Not that you aren't always--"

"Patriotic?" he joked as we laughed, earning a little giggle from our gullible daughter, who could laugh at a blank piece of paper. "I'm just taking in life, ya know?" he said as I smiled agreeing.

"We've both had a crazy life, huh?" I realized as I felt his hand slip into mine.

"Yeah, but somehow I still managed to marry the most beautiful girl and my best friend," he said as we looked at each other, lovingly, before Daisy/Diana squeaked happily to herself. "And, create the most perfect baby girl, ever," he reached over, poking her belly.

"We did, didn't we, my love," I said as his blue eyes averted back to mine.

"We really did," he said leaning in to kiss me, before I pulled away, telling him to eat his breakfast.

"I love you," he said before going back to his pancakes.

"I love you too,"

Summary: Y/N is too hung up on Bucky to see the Steve is the one for her.

Pairing: Steve x Female Reader

Warnings: swearing (like once and Nat said it so it basically doesn’t count)

Word Count: 1,155

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//

Y/N sighed as she clutched her vodka martini, watching Bucky flirt between girls. It was New Year's Eve, inching closer to midnight, and she wanted tonight to be the night she told him how she felt, but it wasn't going well. She was too scared to just go up to him, so she dressed in this beautiful, form-fitting wine-colored dress that was attracting every guy but him.

She thought he hadn't even noticed she was there, but the truth is, every time she took a sip of her drink or had a brief conversation with someone, his eyes burned into her, she just didn't know.

"Hey, Bashful," Y/N turned, meeting the gaze of her co-worker and closest friend, Natasha.

"Hey, Nat, you look gorgeous," she smiled to her friend who rolled her eyes.

"Shut up, look at you!" she said, as Y/N sent her back a sad smile before her eyes flickered back to the brunette super-soldier for a moment. Nat sighed, placing a comforting hand on her forearm.

"He's been looking at you all night,"

"You're incorrect,"

"Am I, though?" she asked, Y/N taking a deep breath.

"I-- I don't know anymore," she said, taking a sip of her drink.

"You can't just give up, Y/N,"

"Well, I'm gonna anyway,"

"Alright, I won't stop you, but I'm gonna be your Maid of Honor once you screw your head back on properly," the red-head said, making her friend crack a smile.

"Nat! Bruce was looking for you, he's on the balcony," Y/N looked over to see Steve who instantly flashed her a charming smile.

"Alright, thanks Steve, see you guys later," and with that, it was just Y/N and Steve.

"Hey, Y/N, you look beautiful," he said sitting down next to her.

"Thank you, as do you look very handsome," she said, making his cheeks tint.

"Thanks," he said as they sat there together in comfortable silence. "I'm surprised you're alone-- I mean, not that it's a bad thing-- I mean, I was alone too--"

"Steve, it's fine," she said, placing her hand in his to calm his rambling. "Well, I'm not very good at love,"

"I get it," he said, sending her a shy smile. "I didn't have to do much the first and only time, but I lost her," his voice got quieter as he went on, making Y/N squeeze his hand.

"You'll find someone again, I promise," she said as his lips curved.

"I was kinda hoping that would happen tonight, and hopefully in 10 minutes," he said glancing at the huge plasma-screen TV that read 11:51 PM.

"Me too," she said, her eyes wandering over to the best friend of the guy she was talking to.

"He's an idiot," Steve mumbled, catching her off guard. "He lost his arm not his brain," he said, making the pair laugh.

At that moment, something clicked as their eyes met. They weren't sure what it was, but something felt different.

//

Up until everyone began counting-down, the two had talked about anything and everything, and more. They were seeing each other in a different light, making them rethink some things.

Y/N was so mesmerized by Bucky, that all this time she dismissed the amazing, kind soul that was Steve Rogers, and he was so busy and occupied with work that it never crossed his mind to find out about someone who was right in front of him.

As people began to chant, Steve grabbed Y/N's hand, leading her through the crowds of people. The numbers getting dangerously close to zero, they both gave each other a meaningful look, before they found themselves leaning in.

At this point, Bucky had left the fifth girl he had lingered in to go find Y/N, only to see her locking lips with his best friend. He angrily sighed, walking towards them.

As they pulled away, they found themselves smiling. "Happy New Year's, Y/N," he said wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her into a hug.

"Happy New Year's, Stevie," she said before pulling away. Steve looked behind her to see a weirdly neutral looking Bucky, presuming he had seen their encounter.

"Um, I was gonna walk you home but--" she turned, meeting Bucky's gaze. Her stomach immediately flipped.

"I'll meet you out front, I won't be too long," she said, him shooting her a comforting smile before leaving her.

"Hey, doll," she gulped, struggling to keep eye-contact with him. "Sorry I didn't see you all night, I was--"

"It's fine," she blurted out, interrupting him. "I get it. Steve was good company,"

"I see, anyways--"

"Um, he was just about to walk me home, so," she hesitantly grasped his shoulders, leaning in to hug him. "Happy New Year's, Bucky,"

She pecked his cheek as she pulled away, her hand lingering on his face as they stared at each other for a second.

"You too," he said, his voice lacing with disappointment before she let her hands fall to her sides. He almost whimpered from the loss of contact.

"Don't stay out too late," she said softly, chuckling before she turned around and walked away from him.

"Yeah, you fucked this one up hard, Barnes," he heard as he looked over to see Nat and Sam.

"I know," he said lowly, suddenly sobered up. "I know,"

As Y/N left the building, the cold latched onto her, causing her to shiver. "Well done for bringing a coat, L/N," she mumbled to herself.

"Y/N!" she heard Steve say, watching him rush over to her. "It's freezing, here," he said draping his jacket over her shoulders, before putting his arm out to her. She instantly snaked her arm around his, her other hand resting on his bicep.

"Thanks, we better start moving or it's gonna be Capsicle Volume 2," she muttered causing him to erupt with laughter. Her heart fluttered, making her bite her lip from this new feeling.

"You know, when the joke is executed well, it's funny,"

They admired the streets of New York silently, smiling at each other upon hearing music and laughter from other parties. Although she tried, all Y/N could think about was what Bucky would've said if she didn't interrupt him.

Steve immediately looked over to her, frowning as she absentmindedly sighed.

"You ok?" he asked, grasping the hand that rested on his arm.

"Yeah, I will be," she said sending him a small smile. "Thanks for tonight,"

"It's the least I could do, plus I enjoy being around you, Y/N,"

"Me too, Steve," she said, taking in the cool air. "Peggy would've been one lucky gal,"

"And Bucky messed up big time, I think he knows it too," he said as she sighed.

"Well, we can be lonely together,"

"I like the sound of that," he said as she smiled, resting her head on his shoulder.

//

Summary: Just a day in the life of Bucky and Y/N Barnes (1/3)

Pairing: CEO!Husband!Bucky x Wife!Reader lol

Warnings: married life FLUFFINESS, also mentions of being nakey

Word Count: 831

A/N: I kept contemplating whether I should make this a series or not, so it’s gonna be 3 smallish snippets of their day - ‘afternoons’ and ‘evenings’ will be out soon ;)

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

//

"Babydoll," Bucky mumbled into his wife's hair as a result of failing to get out of Y/N's grasp for about 2 minutes. She hummed back, annoyance lacing in the sound.

"Dolly, come on," he said a little louder now, rubbing his hands up and down the back of her forearms, which were tightly secured around his neck.

"What?" she muttered, feeling her husband's hands gradually move down towards her bareback. She didn't even falter for a second as she felt his fingers pinch her also bare ass.

"I have to get up for work," he said, shifting as if to get her to move too. "You know, the place I go every day except weekends, for 8 hours, to pay the bills--"

"Alright, alright, I got it," she said, a grin pulling her lips as she finally rolled off of him. He sat up, chuckling as he watched her sprawl all of her limbs into a starfish pose, her hair all tangled over the pillow.

"You're so beautiful, Mrs. Barnes," he said leaning down to press a soft kiss onto her cheek.

"You already got me to move, you don't need to sweet-talk me anymore,"

He shook his head, laughing as he got out of bed, not bothering to put his boxers on as he wandered into the bathroom fully naked.

A few minutes later, Y/N got out of bed too and joined him in the shower, the two of them enjoying each other's company for a few minutes, Bucky leaving earlier than her because she had to wash her hair. Once she got out of the shower, she found Bucky already buttoning up his crisp, white shirt that he wore every day to work. As the Co-CEO of Rogers & Barnes New York Law Firm, obviously, he had to dress formally, even if he always complained about how tight his tie was.

Y/N threw on a white cami-top and a flowy midi skirt, towel-drying her hair and putting it into a bun, not bothering to put on any makeup before she left to start breakfast in the kitchen.

Not long after, Bucky came up behind Y/N, wrapping his arms around her waist, placing a kiss on her shoulder before nuzzling his face into her neck.

"Mornin', love," he said as she turned her head to place a kiss on his head.

"Good morning, honey," she said as she took their two plates to the dining table, Bucky following behind her like a lost puppy. "Bon appetite,"

"Thank you," he said with a mouth full of scrambled eggs, causing her to laugh.

"Don't choke- hey, where's your tie?" she asked pointing her fork down to the missing tie.

"Oh, I like it when you do it for me," he said digging it out of his pocket.

"Here, let me then," she took the tie, getting out of her seat.

She went and sat on his leg, his hand immediately finding her waist. She flipped his collar and began doing his tie, placing a kiss on his lips once she'd finished.

"Thank you," he mumbled, holding her tighter. "I don't know why, but I feel extra clingy today,"

"Oh trust me, I really don't mind," she said moving back to her own seat. He moved the chair closer to his, making her smile.

"What are your plans today, darlin'?" he asked.

"I was thinking of going to the farmer's market, maybe I could see if Peggy wants to join me," she said as he nodded. "And maybe after we could come to the firm for lunch,"

"I'd love that,"

"Peg was saying Steve has been working late and that she's rarely seen him, and you've been working hard too,"

"Yeah, it's been stressful lately, one of our new clients, Tony Stark, has been keeping us busy," he said as they got up, taking their empty plates to the sink. "I think Steve would love that too, he's always complaining about how much he misses her,"

"Alright then, I'll ask her and see what she says, then I'll let you know,"

"Sounds perfect," he said, kissing Y/N's forehead before checking the time. "Oh, I should get going," he said walking over to put his shoes on.

Y/N helped him put on his blazer, handing him his briefcase and keys before tip-toeing to kiss him. "I love you, have a great day,"

"I love you too, doll," he said opening the door.

"Oh! What do you want me to bring you for lunch?" she asked.

"Um, how about we go to the little deli where we had our first date, instead?" he said as she raised her eyebrows.

"Sure, what's the occasion?"

"Nothin', I just love you,"

"I love you more, see you later," she said as she stood at the doorway, waving as she watched him pull out of their driveway, waiting until she couldn't see his car anymore, before heading in to go call Peggy.

Summary: Y/N’s past memories are haunting her

Pairing: Steve x HydraAssassin!Reader/Reader

Warnings: Violence (prob the most detailed I’ve ever gone, so I’d skip if you’re sensitive or violent themes make you uncomfortable), mentions of killing, nightmares

Word Count: 1,046

A/N: I cba with google translate so the Russian is gonna be in italics. Btw, 'Pele' is the Hawaiian Goddess of Fire, and that's the reader’s nickname

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

//

"Get up, Pele, you've got three left. Finish your mission if you don't want to face the consequences,"

I breathed furiously through my nostrils, opening my eyes. I had trained for this for centuries, why had I become so weak? Something about this mission was hindering me from completing it.

"Finish. It. They are all down, now finish the mission, Pele," I growled lowly, scanning my targets. "Barton is at your 2 o'clock, terminate him,"

I clutched the pocket knife fastened to my thigh, the sound of steel surrounded my perception.

"Y-Y/N, please--" I adjusted my grip, walking closer to the first of the victims I was ordered to kill. I had heard of them, The Avengers, they were the enemy. He attempted to crawl away.

"It's me, Clint--" I forced my foot into his core. He coughed out some blood next to my foot, which was to the right of his face. I ignored his petty attempt at stopping me and lifted him by his collar.

"Guys, if anyone can hear me--" I pierced my favorite pocket knife into the left of his chest, twisting it before I dropped him. I lingered for a moment, watching the thick, crimson blood pouring from the mouth of his pale face.

"Good, now Red is failing to escape, she's next, Pele," I lifted my head, turning my heel.

I smirked to myself, watching her struggle to stand up straight. "You-- you know, Y/N, you always said you could beat me in a fight," I raised my eyebrow at the woman struggling to even stay standing in front of me. "Prove it--" I rolled my eyes at her continuous talking. I effortlessly gripped a chunk of her hair on the crown of her head and smashed her head into the concrete wall next to us.

"Cocky bitch," she groaned as I used the same knife from previously to slit her throat. She shakily reached for her neck, choking on her own blood. Tired of the sound of her gagging, I whipped out my gun and placed a bullet in the center of her head.

"One more, Pele," I heard stumbling from behind me as I watched the woman's body fall. "You'll get some extra credit if you finish this one off without hesitating,"

I turned coming face-to-face with a person I couldn't place in my memories, mainly because I didn't have any. His signature piece of armor, his shield, which I had learned about, was a few feet away, out of his reach. His hands were held up forward as he stared at me weakly.

"I- I know you don't remember me, darlin'- Y/N," his voice was shaky and vulnerable. I dismissed my handler, allowing this unknown man to speak. Each one of them had said this word; Y/N. Was it another nickname for me? Like Pele, but one that the public knew me by?

"I love you, and I always will," he spoke as I furrowed my brows, oblivious to what he meant.

"Do it, Pele, kill him--" I tapped the comm in my ear, focusing on the man.

"I would rather you kill me than have to watch you walk away from me, my love," his voice grew softer and quieter. "I can't live without you, so just end it--" he stopped as I placed my weapons back into my belt before I began to walk towards him.

"Do you remember me?" he almost whispered, tears filling his eyes as I sighed. His hands now found their way to my waist. "Y/N, come back to me," I flinched slightly as I felt his warm breath on my face.

"Y/N, I love you--" I pushed the barrel of the gun to the side of his head, pulling the trigger immediately. Keeping my eyes fixed forward, I felt his heavy body collapse in front of me. I tapped my comm again, confirming I had completed the mission.

A group of my fellow Hydra agents swarmed the room looking around, before leading me away from the scene. They lead me to a van, sitting me down in the back before injecting me with a liquid, causing me to fall to the side.

//

I shot up, sweat dripping all over my body. I was in my bed, not a van surrounded by Hydra guards. I ripped the wires that were taped to my temples and forearms for my nightmare tests, run by Banner. I heard a slight beep as I gasped for air.

I failed at attempting to calm my heavy breaths and teary eyes, settling on getting out of bed. I walked over to the large glass panel of my window, staring at the bright moon. The images of my dead teammates flashed through my vision as I ran out of the room, and stumbled to the room a few feet from mine.

I quickly opened the door to see an asleep Steve. He moved slightly from the noise I caused, sitting up, adjusting to the light coming in from his now opened door. I sighed contently seeing a safe Steve, without a bullet through his head. He gave me the same look as my visions, making me doubt whether I was still asleep.

"Are you alright, love?" he asked upon seeing my scared features and puffy eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, but instead, I looked at my feet, attempting not to cry. "Come here," he reached his arms forward as I walked towards him, closing the door behind me.

The room grew dark again as I climbed into bed next to him, calming down once I inhaled his scent. His arms wrapped securely around me as I cuddled into his body.

"Nightmare?" he asked softly into my hair as I nodded. He sighed sadly, knowing that they impacted me in the worst ways possible.

"I hate that we have to sleep in separate rooms," he said as I silently agreed. "I'm gonna ask them to stop these tests," he said as I sighed before nodding.

"Thank you," I mumbled into his chest.

"For what?"

"For just-- being you," I looked up at him as I watched him smile down at me.

"I love you, Y/N,"

"I love you too, Steve,"

Summary: Y/N is disappointed when New York weather turns on her fun plans for the Spring months, so Bucky decides to warm her up one miserable morning.

Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff, being cold? lmao

Word Count: 734 oop this is a short one

A/N: idk how the serum effects the boyos, but this is my take on it don’t come for me if it’s incorrect

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

//

New York was going through a weird phase where it was mid-March when it was usually quite warm, but the weather was horrible. It was raining a bunch, the breezes were cold and not in a good way because the sun was never out. And then to top it all off, a snowstorm decided to waltz its way into the mix.

This meant that all the fun activities Y/N had planned for the warm weather were canceled and everyone in the tower had to socialize while they waited for the weather to warm up and the snow to melt. They weren't snowed in, or unable to go out, it was just so cold that it was miserable to be outside.

Everyone stayed to themselves, only really seeing each other at eating hours, or if Tony forced a game or movie night. Y/N mostly stayed in bed, till like 2 pm, wrapped up in blankets, watching every single thing on Netflix, leaving only to satisfy her hunger, but today was different.

She had woken up about an hour ago because it was freezing in her room. Laying in her own company, she presumed it was early into the evening, but once she finally checked her phone, she realized it was 6 am, instead of pm.

She furrowed her brows, shivering once she left her somewhat warm sheets. She was stupidly wearing a sports bra and sweatpants that sat on her hips, meaning her exposed arms and stomach grew cold quickly. She waddled over to the window, moving the blinds, revealing the snowy view.

Y/N exited her bedroom, walking to the kitchen after watching the snow for a moment.

"Good morning," she looked over to see Bucky, sitting at the kitchen counter looking up from the book he was reading, clutching a mug. "Didn't expect to see you here,"

"Morning," she said sending him a tired smile before making herself some coffee. "Yeah, me neither," she heard him chuckle from behind her. He was surprised and amused by her presence because he usually pestered her about her new routine.

"Can't sleep?" he asked as she heard him close and put down the book.

"Hmmm," she hummed her reply before sipping her drink and turning to face him. Suddenly the feeling of coldness washed over her, making her visibly shiver.

She heard Bucky snort making her look at him, scoffing once realizing that he was shirtless, and probably not cold at all.

"You're not cold are you?" she asked, watching him walk towards her to put his mug in the sink.

"Nope," he said popping the 'p'. "The serum makes my body temperature adapt when it needs to, same with Steve, of course,"

"Stupid serum," she mumbled, feeling the warmth radiate off him from him only standing near her.

Hesitating noticeably for a moment, she watched him walk closer to her, before wrapping his arms around her waist, lifting her onto his shoulder. She was too tired to wriggle out of his grasp, so she just sighed.

"Where are we going?" she asked, seeing the view of her door pass her.

"To cuddle in my room," he said as she smiled to herself.

Once they arrived in his room, Bucky walked to his bed, dropping her abruptly. A surprised yelp left her lips making a smile graze his lips. Y/N scanned the mostly gray room, the smell of him intensifying as she wasted no time getting under the covers.

She watched him leave for a moment, leaving her wondering whether he was gonna join her or not. A moment later, the soft sound of 'Moonriver' began to play, as Bucky came towards the bed.

"Breakfast At Tiffany's came out in the 60s," she stated as he pulled the covers open to get in next to her.

"I've been catching up, doll," he said wrapping his arms around her neck and waist, pulling her as close to him as possible.

"I'll introduce you to The Beatles next," she said burying her face into his chest, her hands resting against his stomach. "Oh, and then Queen, you better like Freddie Mercury,"

"I could get used to this," he muttered, running his fingers through her hair.

"Me too," she said before she felt her eyes begin to close.

"Rest, sweetheart," was the last thing she heard before she fell asleep to his heartbeat. "I love you,"

Summary: Bucky gets turned into a baby on a mission that went wrong, and it’s Y/N’s job to look after him until he gets turned back.

Pairing: Baby!Bucky x Female Reader

Warnings: cute fluffy stuff, flirty Sam lol

Word Count: 1,253

A/N: I saw this cute pic on pinterest and was like YES - it’s not my picture btw, credits to the artist

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

//

Pat, pat

Before I went to train, I heard a patting noise. I scanned my room before realizing that it was coming from outside--

Pat, pat

My thoughts were interrupted as I walked to the door, opening it. To my surprise, I saw no one. As I went to close my door, I felt something pat my foot, in the same manner as the infamous 'pat, pat'. I looked down to see a beautiful baby boy who definitely had too much hair for his little age. I gasped as I bent down to analyze this baby. His piercing, blue eyes lit up almost, as I smiled at the infant. I wasn't sure whose baby it was.

"Hey, Friday, who is this gorgeous baby boy, and where are his carers?" I cooed to the A.I as I scooted closer to pick him up.

I noticed the left arm of his onesie wasn't filled with a cute, chunky baby arm, and as I picked him up, I realized that he didn't even have one.

"Miss L/N, this baby is--"

"Buck?" I said to him as he smiled widely grabbing onto my face with his right hand. "What happened?"

"Mr. Barnes was turned into a baby on a recent mission, and Mr. Stark, Mr. Banner, and Mr. Rogers are currently finding a way to reverse the effects," I stared at his face, still shocked that I was holding baby Bucky.

"Miss L/N, you have an incoming call from Mr. Rogers," I tapped my inner-ear to answer it.

"Y/N, you haven't seen a baby have you-- yes Tony I'm asking her now," Steve said all panicked as Bucky squealed happily, upon hearing Steve's voice.

"Don't worry, Steve. He found his way to my room, I'll look after him if you want,"

"Oh, thank God! We're still working on a 'cure'-- well I don't really know what they're talking about, I'm just here for moral support, I guess,"

"No problem, I used to babysit all the time. Plus, it's Bucky, he's not too hard to look after," I smiled at the baby in my arms.

"Alright, call if you need anything, we'll let you know if we come up with anything. Also, there's a bag in the store cupboard with some baby stuff that Clint left,"

"Ok," and with that, it was just myself and Bucky-- baby Bucky.

//

There wasn't much to do with him, because every time I put him down, he would cry; typical clingy Buck. I didn't mind, though.

I noticed he was chewing at my hair, so I figured he was hungry. I walked to the kitchen with him, trying to think of things to feed a baby, other than baby food, which we obviously didn't have on hand.

"Hey, Y/N-- Woah, when did you have a baby? You didn't look pregnant," Sam walked in staring at the baby.

"Ha, no, Buck got turned into a baby on a mission," I said, smiling at him. "Actually, could you hold him while I find something for him to eat?" I asked as Sam groaned.

"Urg, fine," I passed him to Sam, before searching the cupboards. "Come on little man, stop moving-- stay still," I looked over to see Bucky getting a bit annoyed. Before we knew it, Bucky was wailing and leaning towards me. I frowned before quickly taking him from Sam.

"That was successful," Sam grumbled before looking in the cupboards for me. "Is apple sauce alright?" he asked as I rocked Bucky, nodding.

Since we didn't have a highchair, I sat Bucky on my lap and fed him with a plastic spoon.

"Wow, Y/N, you're great with kids," Sam said as I wiped the corners of Bucky's mouth. "You're basically wife material if you know what I mean," Bucky and I both looked over to see him wink at me.

I felt Bucky fidget on my lap, making me put the food down and picking him up. "Hey, it's alright, bubba," I said, realizing that adult Bucky usually gets annoyed when Sam flirts with me. "I don't like him, like that," I reassured the baby before I kissed his forehead, smiling as he rested his head in the crook of my neck, snuggling to me.

"Whatever, I'm gonna go," he said leaving quickly. "Let's go rest, you look tired, bubba," I said softly, walking to my room. I laid him down on my bed and changed his nappy, of course covering his manhood, because Bucky's still my co-worker technically, so, you know, gotta keep it professional.

I was tired too, so I laid down on the bed, before grabbing him and laying him on my stomach. He started fidgeting again, rolling over to face me. He reached over to my lips with his little finger and kept prodding them. I looked at him, confused because I didn't know what this baby wanted.

I realized that when Bucky used to get insomnia, I used to sing to him. "Oh, do you want me to sing to you?" I asked. I watched his lips widen into a smile. "Um, alright,"

"And now, the end is near, and so I face the final curtain," I began to sing 'My Way' by Frank Sinatra, softly. "My friend, I'll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I am certain,"

"I've lived a life that's full, I've traveled each and every highway," I brought him up so his head was resting in my neck. "And more, much more than this, I did it-- my way,"

"Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention, I did what I had to do, and saw it through without exemption. I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway. And more, much more than this, I did it-- my way," I gently rubbed his back as I heard soft breaths leaving his tiny nose.

"Goodnight, bubba," I pressed my lips on his forehead once more. "I really hope you remember this when you turn back," and with that, I slowly fell asleep with him in my arms.

//

"Y/N, wake up," I flutter my tired eyes open to see adult Bucky standing over me in his training clothes. I shot up quickly and looked down to see no baby in my arms.

"You up for training?" he asked as I wondered why I had such a weird dream; I was probably really hormonal.

"Sure," he offered a hand and pulled me out of bed like I was a feather - perks of the super-soldier serum, I guess. "Hey," I spoke as he turned to me as we walked to the elevator. "I had the strangest dream that you were turned into a baby and that I had to look after you--"

"Oh that happened, Y/N," Sam said as I looked over to him and back at Bucky.

"Do-- do you remember anything, Buck?" I asked. "Yeah, I remember you feeding me,"

"Oh and also, the fact that you're beautiful voice is still capable of putting me to sleep keeps coming up," I blushed as he smiled.

"And more, much more than this, I did it-- my way," he sung as we walked into the elevator.

"I'm glad you remembered," I said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Well, now that you've looked after me as a baby, I think it's only fair that I return a favor and take you out," he said as I smiled.

"I'd like that,"

"Sounds perfect,"

Summary: Y/N is used to being up in the middle of the night, but when Steve joins her one night, they find something to hopefully tire them both out.

Pairing: Steve x Female Reader

Warnings: oral (male/fem!receiving) 

Word Count: Exactly 2,000 cool I guess

A/N: um that was long 😳 (that's what she said)

please don’t copy my work, but feel free to reblog :)

//

Y/N sat on the couch of the common room, reading some emails as she heard someone in the kitchen. Presuming it was a teammate, she didn't bother to look up from her laptop. Steve glanced from the kettle to see Y/N awake, which was far from unusual. It was known that she struggled with insomnia, so he grabbed a second cup and made Y/N's favorite hot drink, before making his.

Walking towards the couch, Steve held the mug out to Y/N, making her look up from the screen. The room was dim from the warm lights, meaning the laptop brightened up her face. Even at 5 am, he still thought she looked stunning. She smiled softly, taking the warm mug from his grasp, opening the blanket so he could join her. He complied, shuffling off his slippers before he moved in next to her.

"Hey," he spoke gently, holding the mug up as if to cheers to her. "Cheers,"

"Cheers," she said with a light laugh as their mugs clinked together. In sync, they sipped the hot beverages. "Thanks, Steve,"

"No problem, how long have you been up?" he asked as she sighed.

"About an hour," she said as he nodded. "Well, we both know why I'm awake, why is the infamous Steve Rogers up?" she asked, putting her laptop on the coffee table.

"Sometimes I have so many thoughts that I find it hard to switch my brain off," she nodded, understanding.

"Don't you have to train with Sam and Buck tomorrow-- well, in a few hours?" she asked.

"Yeah-- I do," he said as Y/N shrugged, not wanting to pry. "How do you function without sleep? You always seem so--"

"Energetic? I have coffee to thank for that," she joked. "And when I know I need to sleep, I just try and find ways to tire myself out, like catch up on shows or read Tony's annoying emails," he smiled at her, watching her lips meet the mug again.

The thought of her soft lips on his drove him crazy, the way she effortlessly smiled and casually bit them every so often always seemed to catch him in his thoughts. The thought of their lips battling, the thought of her lips on his neck, on his body, wrapped around his cock--

"Steve-- Steve!" she said a bit louder as he visibly snapped out of his daze. He quickly looked forward, heat rising to his cheeks, glad that the room wasn't very bright.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something," he said as she bit her lip, looking down at her mug.

"Um-- what were you thinking about?" she asked innocently.

"I've got something that would tire us both out," he mumbled, thinking she wouldn't hear, but she did.

Raising an eyebrow, a wave of confidence rose over her as she smirked. Moving in closer to the side of his face, she whispered, "Like what?" in a gentle, sultry voice, making the rapidly growing bulge in his sweatpants twitch.

Her warm breath on his skin released a low growl from his throat, making Y/N's core heat up. Without hesitation, Steve smashed his lips onto hers, melting as he finally felt them. He'd been dreaming of this moment ever since she began living in the compound.

Y/N moved the blanket, revealing Steve's hardened cock growing in his sweatpants, making her gawk at the sight. Putting their mugs on the table, she put her left leg over his lap, straddling him as they caught each other's lip again. His hands firmly squeezed the sides of her hips, moving them back and forth, causing her to moan as she felt him under her clothed pelvis.

His lips trailed her jaw and down to her neck where he began sucking and nipping at certain spots to get a reaction out of her. She moved her head up to give him more room, as she tugged the hair on the nape of his neck. His arms trailed under her tank top, his big hands roaming her torso and chest, making her whimper.

She, likewise to the Captain, also had a crush on him, but hers was a lot newer, meaning she hadn't gotten to fantasizing about them having sex yet. She was beyond flustered and surprised at how gentle he was being. She was also right to be surprised because Steve was holding back from ripping her clothes off right then and there because he wasn't sure if this was a 'heat of the moment' doing, or whether it was going somewhere.

"Steve-- I want you," she said as their lips met again, going in and out of contact as they both moaned from the grinding. That one sentence was all the confirmation he needed. He picked her up with ease, stumbling to his room, not ending the kiss for even a moment.

Locking the door behind him, he pushed her up against the wall, shoving his hips between her legs. Her soft moans in his ear made him grow hungry for her, causing him to throw her onto the bed behind them. With a small yelp, she bit her lip once again, moving her hand down to her covered clit as she watched him take his shirt and sweatpants off and walk towards her.

Her eyes flickered down to his tent, which, at this point, was almost screaming to be let out. That same feeling of confidence overtook her again as she pushed him onto the bed, and moved straight to his boxers, pulling them off instantly. His throbbing cock flew (zOoM) out and hit his abdomen, making her smirk. She knew he would be hung but JEEZ.

Crawling between his legs, she stripped to her underwear in front of him, making him gape at her half-naked body. "Y/N please," he pleaded as she smiled, slowly taking him in her hands.

She licked a long strip from the base to the tip, kissing it before placing her soft lips on it. He threw his head back muttering her name as she began swirling her wet tongue around him. She looked at him through her eyelashes as she slowly lowered her mouth down, closer to the base. Steve reached over to the clasp of her bra, undoing it as he watched her breasts fall out.

She massaged the parts she couldn't take, hollowing her cheeks as she felt him begin to thrust into her. His hands tangled into her hair moving her up and down his throbbing cock as he watched her breasts move in sync. Her continuous moaning caused unbearable vibrations as he saw precum escape from the sides of her mouth. All these images at once took him over the edge as he grunted, muttering her name to warn her before he released into her mouth.

She took him out of her mouth, kissing the tip again before she swallowed the liquid. Instantly arousing him again, he quickly flipped them over, taking one of her breasts in his mouth as he massaged the other. She whined as his tongue swirled and sucked her nipples, aware of his cock which was prodding her inner thighs.

Placing a needy kiss on her lips, he guided his again hard cock to her entrance, pushing the tip in. The sound of her whining was cut off again as he put his lips on hers again. Without warning, Steve began thrusting into her, causing her to groan against his lips as she took in the size. It stung at first, but the more he pounded into her, the more amazing it felt. His hands gripped under her back and neck as she wrapped her hands tightly around his lower back, pushing him deeper into her.

The sight of Y/N's naked body moving to his thrusts almost made him release right then and there, but he waited for her command. Spreading her legs wider, he moved one hand to her stomach, pressing down steadily, his tip brushing closer to her g-spot. "Right there," she barely breathed out as he pounded her with all his body could let him without tearing her apart.

Y/N felt herself inching closer to the edge, so she vigorously rubbed her throbbing nub. "I'm gonna cum, Stevie," she practically screamed as he almost jumped with happiness. "Me too, baby," and with a few more thrusts, Y/N's walls began to tighten around him as he slowed down, before coming undone together.

Y/N's legs dropped as Steve pulled out, catching himself with his forearms before he slowly laid himself on top of her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, his head buried into her chest as she smiled, running her fingers along his back. He hummed softly upon hearing her quick heartbeat slow down. Glancing at the clock, she gasped as it read '6:00'.

"What?" he asked placing kisses on her bare chest.

"What about training?" she asked, knowing they were supposed to meet in about an hour.

"They're my best friends, they'll understand," he said as she laughed softly, feeling his face move up to her neck.

"Did I really tire you out that much?" she asked as he scoffed into her neck.

"I've got to give it to you, you can hold your own," he said as she let out a laugh. "I kept looking at you like 'how is she not ready yet',"

"Well, maybe you're the problem--" she giggled as she felt him squeeze her waist. "I'm kidding, that was amazing,"

"I'm actually tired now," he said between a yawn as she smiled. They both moved so Steve could move the sheets over their naked bodies.

"I'm definitely never sleeping if it means we can do that again," they laughed together before he pulled her body down, closer to his, wrapping his arms securely around her shoulders, hers around his torso.

"How about we just sleep the whole day, and then I take you out tonight?" he offered as she smiled into his chest.

"That sounds perfect to me," they gave each other one last kiss before they snuggled under the sheets and finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

//

bonus

"How the hell is Steve not ready yet, is he even up?" mumbles were heard from outside, an hour after the events between Steve and Y/N had occurred.

"Maybe he's in the shower," Bucky said, eyebrows furrowed with confusion.

"I don't hear a shower," Sam replied bluntly as he began to fumble with the door handle.

"Well, where else could he be?" Bucky asked watching Sam struggle to open the door.

"Maybe he turned back into an old man and died," Bucky scoffed, clearly offended.

"Shut up and stop doing that, Sam, the door's clearly locked," the metal-armed soldier moved Sam out of the way and began knocking on the door vigorously.

"Steve, Steveeeee, Steveeeeeeeeeeeee--" the Falcon and The Winter Soldier were cut off by a tired, half-naked Y/N, covering herself with the infamous Captain America shield. "Y/N?" they said in sync.

"Steve's too tired to come training with you guys, and would appreciate if you would shut the fu--"

"Language, baby," the men's eyes averted to the bed where their also half-naked best friend laid, the sheets covering his lower body. "Come back to bed," Sam watched him in complete and utter shock, and Bucky tried to sneak a look at Y/N, who was clearly naked behind the shield.

"Stop tryna look at my girl, Buck," Bucky gulped and Y/N smiled at Steve. "Also, get out," he said sternly in his 'Captain Voice' as the two men mumbled 'sorry' before leaving immediately.

"You look pretty hot holding my shield," he almost growled as she placed it down. She shut the door behind her, locking it once again, before climbing back into bed with him.

"So I'm your girl, huh?" she said as he smiled.

"I think that's safe to say after last night,"