Summary: You befriend your blind date Bucky, and realize he doesn’t have any furniture in his apartment.
Warnings: minor spoilers from episode one of tfatws, good friends doing good things.
Authors Notes: This is heavily inspired by the nightmare scene in FATWS. I might consider making this into a series.
I have not watched the first episode, my visions are based off of the gif sets that’s been going around.
Please excuse any grammar and spelling errors, English is not my first language :) also my first fic I’ve posted on this site. Feedback is encouraged. :)
“What are you looking to get out of this?” Bucky asks you as he stirs the sugar in his coffee and eyes the lady walking past the table.
You met Bucky through a blind date that your friend had set up, the two of you hit it off and this was your third date with him.
You were happy to take things slow, knowing how much space and time he needed. Rushing him wouldn’t have done anyone any favors.
“You mean: us?” You wonder, taking a sip of your drink and maintaining eye contact.
“Yeah, are you looking for a relationship with me or...?”
You shrug. You’ve never really thought about it. So far, he was great company and was turning out to be a reliable good friend.
“I don’t know, I’m just happy to be your friend for now, you know? Until you’ve figured stuff out and then we’ll see where we go from there.”
And Bucky agreed. He too didn’t want to rush into anything so drastic, he was still learning the ways of the world, learning how to use technology, how to order a coffee, how to brush his teeth. The easy tasks we often take for granted. A relationship would be out of the question right now, but that didn’t stop you and Bucky growing closer and him inviting you over to his apartment.
You were shocked when you walked into his apartment. It was almost empty, except for the single chair in the living room, a television and a scattered blanket on the floor. There were no pictures hanging on the wall, it didn’t feel like a home. It felt like a shell of a property and your heart plummeted in your chest. You wanted to help him, and you decided right there and then you would do just that.
***
It took a lot of work, it took a lot of saving but you finally did it. You finally transformed Bucky’s once empty looking apartment into a cozy welcoming home, a space he could come home to and relax.
To your advantage, Bucky was gone on a month long mission and he entrusted you with his spare set of keys to look after Alpine. You were nervous as you heard his heavy footsteps clamber up the stairs. You were worried this would be too much and he wouldn’t appreciate it. Maybe he liked things bare and minimum. Maybe he didn’t like it as a home because he didn’t feel deserving of it.
His keys jingled in the lock before it was pushed open and Bucky stepped in sighing as he threw his leather jacket over the coat rack and kicked off his heavy combat boots. Your heart was racing and your blood was pumping in your ears the second he turned around, his eyes bulging out of his sockets.
His living room that once had the single armchair, blanket and television was transformed with a large corner sofa that could be turned into a sofa bed, a plush rug with a glass coffee table in the middle. Book shelves the entire length of the wall with his television mounted on the wall in the middle of the book shelving to create a feature wall. You had installed some new wood effect blinds, cream curtains and hung some tasteful artistic pictures on the wall. There was also a cat climbing frame for alpine.
“Wha-what is all of this?!” He asks, looking around his new living room in complete awe.
“Do you like it? I wanted to do something nice for you and you deserve a cozy comfortable home to come home to.” You told him, wringing your hands nervously.
“I do, I love it very much! Thank you.” A sob breaks out and you rush over to pull him into a hug.
“It’s my pleasure, really! A thank you from me for being such a great friend.”
“Well anything you need, don’t hesitate to ask!” You bite your lip, Bucky notices. “Tell me.” He presses and you sigh.
“I need you to be my fake boyfriend to attend a family gathering.”
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