Bucky realizing that you don’t mind/aren’t afraid of touching his vibranium arm after hiding it for so long
bestie, this is cute af!
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
A/N: Sorry that this was so late, but I hope you enjoy it!
You knew about Bucky’s arm.
But he was honest to god terrified of your reaction to it.
He did everything in his power to keep you from seeing it, or feeling it. Even though you two were together for six months.
Bucky was in your guys’ bedroom. He had just gotten out of the shower, shirt off and jeans hanging loosely on his hips. A white towel was hanging over his bionic shoulder. He was perusing through his closet when you walked in, unannounced.
You obviously didn’t know that Bucky just came out of the shower, nor did you expect him to be shirtless. Bucky didn’t realize that you opened the door until it was too late. He knew that you had already seen it.
It didn’t matter though. Bucky took the towel and wrapped it around his arm so you didn’t see it. Although you already did.
You paused, your hand resting on the golden door handle. “Uh, babe? You okay?” You asked, eyebrows furrowed. Bucky nodded before cradling his towel-clad arm to his chest, like a wounded soldier.
I mean, he was. And he was embarrassed about it.
“Are you sure?” You questioned again, taking a few cautious steps toward your tall, dark-haired lover. He nodded again, trying to look cool, but the fear was evident on his face. You still crept cautiously towards him. He took a step back.
“Bucky?” You asked, finally reaching him before placing your hands on his shoulders. His eyes watered a little bit. “I’m a freak.” He mumbled. Concern washed over your face. “What?”
“I’m a freak.” He repeated, a tear streaming down his face. You wiped it away, your thumb resting on the apple of his cheek. “Why would you say that?” Sadness laced your voice. You hated seeing him like this.
Bucky hesitated before sliding the towel off of his vibranium arm. You gasped, not out of shock, but out of amazement. You never saw his arm before. Bucky always wore long sleeve shirts, jackets, and gloves.
You placed your hand on his arm and Bucky flinched. You looked up at him, waiting for permission to continue. You took your other hand and placed it on his cheek, stroking his scruff. “You’re not a freak.” You assured him, your tone adamant.
He looked over at his bionic arm. Your hand trailed up and down the black metal, carefully examining the gold trim that lined the edges. “I don’t know why you hid it from me for so long. It’s beautiful.” You said before looking up at him. His eyes were still on his arm, a semi-resenting look on his face.
You took your hand and placed it under his chin, turning his head so he could look at you, in the eyes. “You’re beautiful.” You stated, before pressing your lips against his.
Bucky melted into the kiss, another small tear streaking down his face before mixing between your lips. He wrapped both of his arms around you, something he never did before.
You pulled away, a smile adorning your face. “Can we buy you short sleeves now?”
Bucky rolled his eyes, before pulling you in for another kiss.
