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pairing: highschool!bucky barnes x reader

words: 1.0k words

warnings: senioritis, fluff, and bucky being a clingy little shit

summary: senioritis is a bitch, and that virus certainly extends to two teens in brooklyn.

a/n: i’m tired of high school and shit and finals are kicking my ass so i wrote this lil thing. (also look at this lil skinny noodle theater boy, i woulda dated the heck out of him) anyways, please enjoy <3

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Pairings: highschool!bucky x highschool!reader

Prompt: “You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.”

Another crumbled up piece of paper hit the side of your head. Not your temple this time, like the last one, almost hitting you straight in the eye. You breathed steadily, trying to tune out his voice, but he just scooted closer to you.

“Hey Y/n!” Bucky whisper yelled, right next to your ear. Glaring at him, you hoped that you send enough signals to him to leave you alone, but he would budge.

That little slime ball, just didn’t leave you alone, no matter how often you told him. Every week, 5th period. Bucky at the table next you, poking you with his pencil, throwing pieces of paper at your head.

“Pst!” Another piece of paper hit your head, but you played it off as if you were too involved with the lesson, concentration on the blackboard. But the reality was far from that.

If Bucky wouldn’t be such a jock, he would be pretty appealing, but he’s not.

Another breath in and another one out. Jotting down the notes for later, Bucky nudged your arm, messing up the whole aesthetic. Looking at the ruined notes and then at Bucky, more like glaring, sending death threats with your eyes.

“Stop it, Bucky!” You hissed.

“Y/n! James!” Whipping your head around to Mr. Stark you saw the stern, displeased look on his face. “Both of you, detention, I’m tired of your bickering.” Mr. Stark pinched the bridge of his nose, continuing the lesson.

Your opened and closed like a fish, Bucky chuckling next to you.

The bell rang, saving you from the awful embarrassment. As you left the classroom, Bucky turned around to you, walking backwards. “See you in detention, dollface.” Bucky grinned.

“You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.” You growled.

“A cute nose, huh?” Bucky bit his lip. “Later, darlin’.” Bucky turned around, still smirking.

Your face turned bright red realisation settling in what you just said. Goddamnit.

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Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: None

Summary: When you found out you had the most boring teacher in the school for history, you figured you’d have a pretty dull year. Who you didn’t account for, was the blue-eyed boy who sat down next to you.

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A/N: So I haven’t actually written anything that wasn’t for a class in months so this might be a little rusty but I hope y’all enjoy this cliche fest!

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Marvel Highschool! AU

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Obscene amounts of fluff, kissing, swearing, kinda a lot of angst

Description: Bucky Barnes is absolutely, no doubt about it, in love with Y/N L/N. He’s loved her since the day he laid eyes on her in the third grade. He loved her when he had his own girlfriend, and when he was barely friends with her for a whole summer. And of course, in his freshman year, they are now stuck together. In a house. During a worldwide quarantine. This should be fun.

Prologue: It’s Corona Time

Chapter One: A Phone Call

Chapter Two: Going Home 

Chapter Three: Netflix and Not-So-Chill

Chapter Four: Hopelessly Devoted

Chapter Five: Love is a Many Splendored Thing

Chapter Six: When Can I See You Again? 

Marvel Highschool! AU

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Obscene amounts of fluff, kissing, swearing, kinda a lot of angst

Description: Bucky Barnes is absolutely, no doubt about it, in love with Y/N L/N. He’s loved her since the day he laid eyes on her in the third grade. He loved her when he had his own girlfriend, and when he was barely friends with her for a whole summer. And of course, in his freshman year, they are now stuck together. In a house. During a worldwide quarantine. This should be fun.

Words: 3660 words

A/N: I’m so sorry I haven’t updated this story in a month! I was working on some other things, and I had to take a little break because I was still exhausted from school. This chapter is mostly fluffy, and I’ve been so, so excited to share it with you guys. Thank you to my girl @transparentfestivaltiger​ for being my favorite beta, and always feel free to leave requests in my asks. I hope you enjoy <3

Waking up the next morning, Y/N reached her hands out to find the usual warm body of her best friend next to her, but the bedsheets were cold. She sat up looking around, and remembered why she was sleeping in her mom and dad’s room. 

The night before had been a mess. Memories of Bucky’s confession and her running out of the room like a coward came flooding back in her mind. He thinks I’m beautiful. The weight of that sentence had hit Y/N like a freight train the night before, but she processed it slowly now. “I mean,” she murmured, “he did call me beautiful. But is that supposed to mean something? Nat and Wanda are beautiful, but he never tells them that.” To be frankly honest, she was terrified. Maybe running out wasn’t her best idea, but she had no other response to what he said. 

Bucky’s quiet footsteps padded in the hallway outside the bedroom and stopped at her door. Y/N could hear his soft breathing, but then his footsteps retreated. Taking a deep breath, she heaved herself up from the bed and straightened the sheets. Her parents would be back at around six that night, so she had about nine more hours of tiptoeing around Bucky. 

Once she was dressed, she slipped out into the hallway and walked to the kitchen. She checked her phone, seeing it was nine o’clock and grumbled after realizing she had her first class in thirty minutes. The smell of coffee filled the room as she started up the machine. Closing her eyes, she leaned back against the counter and breathed in the morning air. She had left the window in the kitchen open the night before, so the slight breeze they had in Brooklyn came into her house. Her nerves were still a little frazzled from the events that had taken place, but her ultimate decision was to talk to him and get it sorted out. 

Soon enough, the machine beeped and Bucky came into the room. “Mornin’ Y/N,” he said nervously, “how’d you sleep?”

She eyed him with an anxious gaze. “I slept… well, if I’m gonna be honest, not fine.”

He sighed heavily and came over to hug her. At first her body tensed, but soon enough she wrapped her arms around him too. Affection wasn’t new for them, but after the previous night she felt it to be a bit awkward. As they held each other, he spoke. “I’m sorry if I came off as a bit, uh, strange last night. I didn’t mean what I said.”

She took a step back. “I’m not beautiful?”

His eyes widened quickly. “No, no, well, no, you are beautiful, that wasn’t a lie, but like I say that about all of you guys. Nat, Wanda, heck, I said that about my little sister! Wait, that’s weird, you’re not like my sister, but you are beautiful-”

Sighing, Y/N cut him off before her heart broke even more. “Bucky, it’s fine, I get it.” Turning around, she held her tears at bay, and accepted the fact that Bucky had let his words slip from his mouth too quick the night before. It was just a slip of the tongue. “You want some coffee?”

He murmured, “yeah, sure.” Once again, the room was shrouded in silence, as Bucky leaned against the counter and Y/N contained brewing the coffee. 

Y/N was growing restless over the strange quiet. As much as she was hurt over what Bucky had said, she didn’t like not talking to him either. “Did you know that caffeine can increase athletic ability by three percent?”

Though she wasn’t staring directly at him, she could tell that his eyes were widened slightly by her random outburst. “Um, no, I didn’t know that, doll.”

Meeting his eyes, she bit her lip. God, the silence was deafening. “Well, yeah, um… it’s true.” Real smooth, L/N, real smooth.

Sighing, he walked over and grabbed her hand. “Doll, I can tell that both of us are still a little shaken up about last night, so I’m gonna go set up for class, ‘cuz I’ve got Ms. Willard first for Algebra 2, and she hates it when we’re late. I’ll talk to you later, Y/N.”

He started to walk away, but not before dropping a lingering kiss to her forehead. Y/N’s eyes followed him out of the kitchen, and she shut them and let out the breath she didn’t even know she had been holding. When her coffee was finally brewed, she grabbed two of the blue ceramic mugs her mom loved so much and filled them up with coffee. Two tablespoons of milk and one of sugar, just how Bucky liked it. 

After she fixed her drink, she carefully tread into her dad’s small office where Bucky did his classes. “Hey, Bucky, I know you’re setting up now, but I left some coffee for you on the counter, and feel free to grab some fruit, too.”

Smiling, he nodded and said, “Thanks, Y/N.” Heart racing from that small encounter, Y/N ran into her room, grabbed her phone off of her nightstand, and threw herself on the bed, ready to talk to Nat and Wanda in the little time you had before class. Opening the group chat with the girls, she saw that they had already started a FaceTime call on the chat. Clicking the “join” button, she prepared to tell the whole story of events that had taken place.

“Hey, girly! We didn’t hear much from you last night,” Wanda chirped. Y/N always teased her friend about how chipper she was in the morning. “Are you okay?”

Nat grinned at the camera. “How are things with you and lover boy?”

“Ooh, I wanna hear about this.” Wanda laughed and wiggled her eyebrows. 

“Lucky for you two, I have a whole story for you.” Y/N proceeded to tell them about everything, from the whisper of a kiss, to the awkward morning she had just been a part of. “I feel like I’m stepping on eggshells around him, and I wish we would acknowledge it, instead of having a huge goddamn elephant in the room!” 

“Well, his feelings are very clear, my dearest Y/N, and if you didn’t notice that when you two almost kissed, you're more of an idiot than I thought you were.” Nat responded. “That boy has been head over heels for you ever since the third grade, so you running out on Bucky probably gave him the idea that you didn’t like him back.”

Bucky heard his best friend’s voice from the kitchen. While Y/N was well known for her loud voice within their friend group, he always did his best to respect her privacy with the girls and what they talked about. However, once Natasha said his name, he ran over to her door as quietly as he could to hear the rest of the conversation.

“But I fucking love Bucky!” Her exclamation made the girls giggle as her face heated up. She did love him in a romantic way, but the girls didn’t know that so she continued to lie through her teeth. “Okay, I don’t love him, love him, but yes, I like him a lot. And him almost kissing me really could have messed our relationship up. I mean, imagine if we broke up? That would tear the group in two. And that’s only if he even likes me back.” Y/N chuckled mirthlessly. “I mean, he’s been my best friend for years, I can’t exactly tell him that I have a hugeass crush on him and he’s the center of my universe and every waking thought I have.”

Sighing, she looked back to the screen. The only thing heard over the FaceTime call was Natasha’s washing machine thumping through the walls. Finally, Wanda spoke up. “We should probably get going, I’ve got Sam’s mom for history first, and as much as she loves me, she’ll kick my ass if I’m not ready. I’ll talk to you guys later?”

Natasha smirked. “Oh, definitely. And Y/N?” She looked to Nat on her phone screen. “I think you should talk with Bucky still. Knowing you, you’re both very dense, but if you talk it out soon, you’ll be making out and showing gross amounts of PDA in no time. Stay safe, Wanda.”

 On that note, the three girls ended the call. Little did Y/N know that Bucky was leaned up against her doors, trying his damn hardest not to yell with glee, a huge dopey smile on his face. She liked him back. He had been so certain after almost kissing the night before that she found the thought of being with him repulsive, so he had tried to play it off cool and pretended that he didn’t care about it. After hearing Y/N’s little speech, Bucky was absolutely amazed that his best friend and dream girl also liked him back. 

Still smiling, he walked back down the hallway, giggling randomly. Now all he had to do was say it. He returned to the small office and took his phone off the charger. His heart was beating rapidly, and he contacted Sam and Steve as fast as he could. When their faces popped up on the screen, the latter immediately called him out on the dopey grin he adorned. 

“What’s got you smiling this early, Buck? It’s only nine twenty,” Steve asked.

Sam joined in, adding onto Steve’s statement. “Yeah, especially you, Mr. Heckles. You’re an absolute menace in the mornings.”

Bucky rolled his eyes, but kept grinning. “Y/N likes me.” Both of his friends scoffed at that, which made him frown. “What?”

“That’s what we’ve been telling you all throughout middle school, you douche, but what made you realize it?” Steve inquired.

“I overheard her talking to the girls about it,” Bucky said with a sheepish smile on his face, but he continued before the other two could scold him about invading Y/N’s privacy. “But she said that she was scared of messing our friendship up when we almost kissed last night. And she called me the center of her universe.”

Both of the boys went silent, and Bucky started to worry. “Guys? You there?” 

“You almost kissed?”

“Good god, Bucky, she likes you!”

Sam and Steve both yelled at the same time. He just laughed at their reactions. Nothing could bring his mood down today. “I know! I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my entire life.”

Sam, though exasperated with Bucky’s previous obliviousness, smiled at his lovestruck expression. “You know, you two make me absolutely sick with how much you like each other. It physically makes me want to throw up and cry.”

“Yeah, it’s sweet and all, but how are you gonna tell her?” Steve asked. As happy as he was for his best friend, he knew that Y/N would be upset to hear that Bucky invaded her privacy and listened in on her conversation with the girls. 

“I’ve been wondering about that too. I was just thinking of dropping hints, and waiting until she gets the idea to tell me, but I can think of some other things too.” 

“Or maybe you can just not be stupid and tell Y/N straight up.” Sam suggested.

Bucky frowned. “But I want her to tell me first.”

“Jesus, Barnes, you're a child. It’s not that hard, just tell her you like her, nothing else needs to be explained. She’s so far gone for you, and you know it too! Why do you need more from her?” 

But Bucky needed that confirmation. Verbal corroboration that she liked him just as he was, and reassured him that he was enough. She had told the girls, and he had overheard, but what if he had been wrong? Negative thoughts plagued his mind, and he couldn’t get them to leave. 

“I just want to make sure that she was talking about me, because it’d be mortifying if I told her and she wasn’t.” Bucky replied.

Through the screen, Steve nodded. “That makes sense, Buck, just make sure you tell her soon, okay? We’ve all been waiting for this moment since sixth grade, don’t screw it up.”

The brown-haired boy chuckled at his friend's father-like speech. “I got it, Steve. Hey, I’ll talk to you guys soon, class starts in like, five minutes.” Sam and him were in the same Algebra 2 class, advanced for their grade, but the other four in their friend group were still in Geometry. “See you in class, Sam.”

The boys all hung up on the call, and Bucky went to log into the Zoom class. Usually, he would be excited to learn, as he wanted to be a college professor when he grew up, but now he just waited until it was over so he could start dropping hints to Y/N that he liked her too.

Across the house, Y/N sat in her chair in her bedroom, nearly passing out in her history class and barely paying attention to anything Mrs. Wilson was saying. Her thoughts, once again, drifted off to thoughts of the night before, and how good it would feel to have Bucky kiss her. His lips had always looked so soft, and ever since she had realized she had a crush on him way back in sixth grade, she wondered what they would feel like on hers. 

Apparently Mrs. Wilson also noticed Y/N’s absentminded state, as she didn’t respond to her after calling her name several times. “Y/N! Are you still awake?”

The girl quickly snapped out of her daydream. “Yes, ma’am, I mean, uh, Mrs. Wilson,” she said in a small voice. Her face felt warm and she could see Wanda laughing at her through the screen. “Sorry, I was just a little distracted.”

“That much was clear, Y/N. You have your farming versus foraging essay draft due in two classes, so you have the rest of the period to work on it. If you want you can leave the class, but you can stay if you have questions,” Mrs. Wilson coolly responded. She knew Y/N was a good student, as she kept up with her grades and was a great friend to Sam. 

“I think I’m okay, Mrs. Wilson. I’ll see you next class!” With a wave, she ended her part of the call, and took a deep sigh. Class was absolutely exhausting for her. Checking the time on her phone, she saw it was only ten-fifteen and headed to the kitchen to get more coffee. Her finger swiped through her Spotify playlists, when she finally landed on the one containing her favorite songs from musicals. As the notes to “Opening Up” came on, she twirled around the room, despite barely knowing ballet, and hummed along. Y/N didn’t hear the quiet footsteps of Bucky, who had also managed to get out of class early. As he approached the kitchen, he heard his friend’s soft voice carrying out the lyrics of the song. From Waitress, if he remembered correctly. 

He leaned against the doorway of the room, watching her turn about and skip around with a smile on his face. Her carefree and happy demeanor was one of his favorite things about her, and it made her smile absolutely infectious. As she turned back around again, her eyes met Bucky’s and her face heated up. “Hey, Buck, I didn’t see you there.” She couldn’t help but stare at him, eyes wide and mouth hanging slightly open. “Um, not to sound rude, but where’s your shirt?” Y/N squeaked out.

While he did promise Steve he would tell her soon, he also wanted to tease her, which resulted in his idea of walking around with no shirt. His well-sculpted abs from baseball workouts were on display, and though she knew she was looking, she didn't look away. He smirked at her flustered state, and walked towards her, forcing her gaze back up to his eyes. “It was getting hot in the room,” he replied simply.

“W-we have a fan in there, you know?” She stammered out. He grinned wider and hummed in response.

“I heard you talking to the girls earlier. Anything interesting come up?” He asked in a nonchalant tone. She looked into his eyes, but saw the mischievous glint in them. Oh god, did he hear? Heart beating erratically in her chest, she quickly shook her head. 

“Nope! Nothin’ at all. Tasha was just talking about how she’s been passing out watching reruns of Project Runway, so nothing unusual,” she lied. Well, technically it wasn’t a lie, as Natasha really had an unhealthy habit of bingeing her fashion reality tv shows, but Y/N was well aware that she wasn’t telling Bucky the whole truth. “Why, did you hear something?”

Bucky shook his head with a fake frown. “Nope.” Y/N could tell something was up, but she didn’t dare say it out loud, for fear of getting in an argument with him. The tension wasn’t so much awkward as it was hot, but nonetheless Y/N still didn’t want to upset Bucky, and went to grab her mug to put her now-ready coffee into.  Bucky walked up right behind her, brushing up to her back, placing his right hand on her hip with a firm grip. She noticeably stiffened against him, and he had to use all his will to not laugh at her reaction. He reached up to grab a glass with his left arm, and squeezed her hip before walking away to get water at the sink. Y/N yelped, as it was an intimate gesture, and her face heated up even more, if that was possible.

Fed up with Bucky’s strange behavior, she turned around and faced him. “What is it, Buck?” Her tone had a definite edge to it, and it was not what he was expecting. “You’ve been acting weird this whole morning, and I want to know what it is! If it’s because of what happened last night, then I don’t wanna hear it, because you’re the one who said-”

“I heard you on the phone with Nat and Wanda, doll.” Bucky had to tell her. He could sense her rising agitation, and he knew that she would be upset, but he felt that if he didn’t tell her soon, he would combust. “I heard what you said.”

Y/N could have sworn that her heart stopped. He had heard her. God, he must’ve thought she was so creepy for talking about how much she liked him. Though his face showed unwavering kindness, she knew what lay beneath it. Absolute disgust. There was no way he liked her like that.

“You heard that?” She was certain that he could hear her heartbeat slowly picking up from the other side of the kitchen. “Hey, Buck, I’m so, so sorry you heard that…” Y/N’s hurried apology stopped when he held up his hand. 

“Did you mean it? What you said?” His blue eyes were staring right into hers, and she had a feeling that was the last time she would get to see them clearly for a long time as she nodded languidly. He would never be comfortable around her again, after this weird confession.

Silence followed, until Bucky  stalked towards her and tilted her chin up with his thumb. “I need you to say it, Y/N.”

Confused and embarrassed, Y/N nodded again and gently whispered. “What you heard was true. I like you, James. A whole damn lot.”

His eyes searched her teary ones for a lie, and when he didn’t find one, he surged forward to connect their lips. Immediately, Y/N pulled away, eyes wide with surprise, but he took her face in his hands and brought them together again. She was startled, but closed her eyes, and let herself fall into it. All her worried thoughts fell silent, and all she could think was Bucky, Bucky, Bucky, and closer, closer, closer. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him towards her, and let his tongue swipe across her bottom lip. 

After nearly running out of breath, they both let their foreheads rest against each other, panting heavily. Bucky opened his eyes first, smiling wide at her swollen lips and closed eyes. When Y/N opened them, she smiled, but then wondered what the actual fuck had just happened. “Wait, what does this mean?” She asked in a breathy whisper.

“It means I like you a damn lot too, doll.” A huge smile spread across her face, making Bucky’s heart beat just a bit faster. He brought his hand down to her waist and pulled her flush against his bare chest, bringing their lips together again. After a few more passionate moments sharing breath, she pulled away, once again out of breath. 

“Damn, James, you’re fucking good at that.” Her soft hands cupped his cheeks, and his smile quickly turned into the infamous smirk she loved.

“Well, I do have a lot of experience from when I was with Do-”

Placing her hand over his mouth, which truly only turned him on more, Y/N said, “Don’t you dare utter that girl’s name in my presence, Buck.”

“You jealous, sweetheart?” 

She rolled her eyes at his expression, and placed her head in the crook of his neck. He got shivers as she mumbled into his neck, “‘M not jealous, I just don’t like people touching my baby.”

He looked down at her snuggled into his neck. “Am I your baby now, doll?” She nodded against his skin, making him grin again. “I like being your baby.”

Looking back up at him, Y/N smiled. “Good,” she said, and brought her lips to his again, giggling throughout the kiss.

TAGLIST

Marvel Highschool!AU

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Obscene amounts of fluff, kissing, swearing, kinda a lot of angst

Description: Bucky Barnes is absolutely, no doubt about it, in love with Y/N L/N. He’s loved her since the day he laid eyes on her in the third grade. He loved her when he had his own girlfriend, and when he was barely friends with her for a whole summer. And of course, in his freshman year, they are now stuck together. In a house. During a worldwide quarantine. This should be fun.

Words: 2,110 words

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic, and I’m honest to God absolutely terrified. I hope you like it, because I’ve been wanting to write since the beginning of quarantine. If you like it, like or repost, and I’m so, so, grateful. Stay home and stay safe y’all!

“Buck, can you pass me the vitamin water?” The boy was stuck in his reverie, looking at the girl next to him with unfocused eyes. Bucky had a tendency to daydream during class about different things, however most of them came back to one person. “Bucky!” The girl, frustrated with him, quickly whacked him in the arm.

“Ow, what the hell Y/N?” Bucky rubbed his bicep where she had so rudely whacked him. The girl chuckled briefly and gave him a warm smile. “What are we doing right now,” he asked, “I wasn’t paying attention.”

Y/N’s smile grew wider. “Yeah, I could tell. Can you pass me the vitamin water? I’m thirsty and hungry, and we still have forty minutes of class.” Bucky rolled his eyes at his close friend and slid her the orange bottle across their shared desk. She screwed off the cap and chugged down half the bottle, while Bucky grimaced then snatched the bottle out of her hands. 

“Jesus Y/N, share with me too, I’m the one who bought it.” The girl just shot another heart-warming smile at him again, making his heart flutter. 

“But I’m the one who snuck you into my room when you couldn’t get back into your own house. I told you that going to creek with Steve at midnight was a fucking dumb idea.” She lightly snorted, and looked back up to the board, where physics problems were scrawled out in blue marker. Bucky thought back to that night two weeks ago. 

He had sat with you, Steve Nat, Wanda, and Sam at lunch, talking about the rumors of the COVID-19 breakout. They had overheard from some of the juniors that the school would be shut down, for only one day, but possibly more. Though it had only been barely a rumor, Bucky and Steve had to take extreme measures in case they wouldn’t be able to see each other for the next few weeks. They were going to go down to the creek behind the townhouses at night, and hang out. Y/N and Sam had immediately laughed at their two dumbass friends, and Nat and Wanda had barely cared. 

     Upset with their friends for being unsupportive, the Barnes and Nobles duo, as the gang liked to call them, decided to go through with their creek plan. They had snuck out at eleven thirty, well after Steve’s ma and Bucky’s parents thought they were in bed, and met outside Steve’s house. They had brought bags of chips, and Bucky had even managed to sneak two cans of beer from his dad’s stash. They stayed there until three in the morning, just talking about high school, and how they were so excited to be sophomores the next year and haze the new freshman. Then the topic of discussion had come to Bucky’s large crush on Y/N, that wasn’t too subtle. 

     “Buck, are you really going to look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t like Y/N?” Steve asked his friend exasperatedly. Bucky rose his gaze from the gurgling water to Steve’s eyes and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out and he blushed. “That’s what I thought, you idiot.” 

     So Bucky may have had a crush on one of his oldest friends. He had been enamored with her the moment he met her in the third grade with Natasha, until he met a pretty girl named Dot in the seventh grade and dated her until the end of eighth grade. Throughout that period of time, Y/N and Bucky’s friendship was distant and strained, but thankfully they reconnected with the crew over the summer going into highschool. He hadn’t seen her much during June, but when she came back from her acting camp up north, she had grown taller and tanner, with curves that he hadn’t noticed before. All his elementary feelings had hit him like a truck again, and he followed Y/N around like a lost puppy again, which Steve took note of and enjoyed teasing him about. By the end of the night with Steve, he had emptied out his soul to his best friend, making him promise to not tell a single soul. Steve agreed, but not before saying, “You’re screwed, punk.” 

     The boys had started walking back to their street, and when they looked at the time, they saw that it was 3:30, and they needed to get back. They sprinted to their houses, and scrambled back up the pipes on their houses. Steve got in safely, and poked his head out the window to make sure Bucky got in his own house as well. However, the sight he was met with made him laugh instead. Bucky had a panicked look on his face, and a look of realization came over him as he realized that the window was locked from the inside when he closed it earlier when leaving. 

     “Steve,” he whisper-yelled to his best friend, “can I come over for the night?”

Steve nodded. “Yeah, hurry up!” Bucky scrambled back down to pipes and ran over to the side of Steve’s house, but as soon as he started climbing, Steve exclaimed, “Crap, crap, crap, my ma’s coming up the stairs, I gotta go Buck. I’m sorry!” His window shut quietly, and Bucky groaned. He pulled out his phone, and checked with the one person he both wanted and didn't want to see. 

     His finger hovered over her contact, her and Bucky’s faces grinning with peace signs held towards the camera. He pressed her number, and her gentle voice picked up. “Hey Buck, what’s up? I thought you were out with Steve.”

     “Yeah, about that…” He told Y/N the whole story of how his window was locked and Steve’s ma coming to his room. Her giggle through the phone was melodic, and he smiled just hearing it. “You are the only person I know who stays up at these unholy hours, reading Sebastian Stan fanfictio-”

     “Hey, you promised we wouldn’t talk about it!” She hurriedly cut him off. He chuckled quietly, and resumed talking.

     “Chill out, doll, no one can hear me. So, can I come over? Just for the night? I can provide cuddles and other services as well.” He jokingly said, wiggling his eyebrows though he knew she couldn’t see him. 

     “Yes, you can spend the night, you dumbass. But you gotta be quiet as shit, because if my parents find you with me in my bed, they’re gonna get the wrong idea.” His face heated up at the mention of that, but nonetheless, he still ran over to her house, a few blocks away. 

The rest of the night had been filled with quiet laughter, cuddling, and finally passing out at around 4:30 am in each other’s arms. 

Finally snapping out of his reverie, he just nodded dumbly until their physics teacher stood up. “As you all have probably heard at this point, the rumors about our school shutting down due to the coronavirus breakout are true.” Murmurs and laughs were audible around the classroom, and Y/N turned towards Bucky with a huge smile. Mr. Fury, clearly frustrated with the class, gets their attention again. “Hey, hey! I’m not done yet. Next week we will be testing online classes on the app Zoom. We are going to see how it goes, and though we hope that we will be able to return to school, the likelihood is that we will not be returning for the rest of the school year.”

Mr. Fury continued telling the class about Zoom, and instructed the students on how to use the app. Y/N was absolutely elated. For the rest of the year, she didn’t have to sit in hardass chairs at desks, but rather stay in the comfort of her home. It was part of her introverted nature she assumed, but as she saw the frown on Bucky’s face, she began to sport one as well. 

“Hey Buckaroo, what’s the pouting about,” Y/N inquiried. He sighed heavily and looked at her. “James, is everything okay?” To be honest, he was absolutely infuriated and scared of the virus, because it had now taken away his only safe place outside his house. Y/N knew about his family problems, the whole gang did, and they all did their best to support him in any way he needed, whether it was staying over or a homemade meal, but they were always there to help their friend. 

Bucky’s breathing got harsher, so Y/N grabbed his hand under the table and squeezed it. He glanced up, his eyes full of gratefulness and adoration. They both turned back to face Mr. Fury. “Tonight, there’ll be emails sent out to you, and your parents. Okay, pack up and leave, I don’t wanna see your faces for longer than I get paid for.” Y/N and Bucky gathered their things, and hustled out of the classroom.

“Hey Buck, hey Y/N,” Steve yelled from across the yard, “Where are you going next?” Y/N saw her blond friend and pulled him into a hug. Where she couldn’t see, Steve shrugged and Bucky glared at him. She released her friend from the hug. 

“Buck and I just have a free period next, we’re heading down to the library now though. Wanna come?” She asked. Steve nodded, and the trio walked to the library on the other side of campus. “It’s gonna be so weird when we have classes from home. I actually have to clean up my room, and see people from class. It’s a travesty.” She dramatically draped her forearm over her face, feigning sadness. What a fucking theatre kid, Bucky thinks. He just rolls his eyes and chuckles.

“C’mon, there are tons of things worse than just cleaning up your room. I’m gonna be stuck with my fucking family for a week, and maybe til the end of the year.” Bucky dropped his head at his words, and the three students stopped walking. Y/N pulled him in for a hug, running her hands up and down his back in a soothing manner. She knew he was on the verge of having a panic attack, and she hated it. She hated his father for making him feel worthless, she hated the psychopath who killed his mother, and she hated the fact that he has to take care of his baby sister all by himself, because only God knows where was father is at night. Bucky felt tears prick at his eyes, but he strongly inhaled and let it go. He secretly breathed in the scent of Y/N’s hair, the faint scent of her pineapple perfume calming him. She slowly released him from the hug, and he whispered, “Thank you.” With a small smile and nod of her head, they continued walking down to the library. 

Steve and Bucky made small talk about the online workouts for their baseball team, but Y/N was deep in her own thoughts. She hated the thought of Bucky staying with his dad for the duration of quarantine. Hell, she hated the thought of his dad in general. Y/N had known Bucky since the third grade, but he had only opened up to her about their family issues in seventh grade. However, she wanted to be there for him, because, well, she loved him. So, so, much. 

Before they entered the library, she stopped walking and said, “You guys go on in, I’ll catch up with you.” Both the boys looked at each other, confused.

“Where are you going, doll?” Bucky asked. She tried her best to hide the blush rising at her cheeks, but Bucky saw it and smirked. She rolled her eyes and started walking away.

“I gotta make a quick phone call,” she yelled, “I’ll be back faster than you can say cartesian diver!”

“What?” Steve yelled, confused by everything. He hadn’t had the project yet, but he would learn soon enough.

“I don’t know, it was the first thing that came to mind!” And with that, the excited girl made her way to the office to call her parents. Bucky chuckled at Y/N, though his heart was nearly bursting out of his chest with how adorably strange she was. His eyes stared at her retreating form for a while, until he turned around to meet Steve’s smirk. 

“Shut it punk, I don’t wanna hear it.” His cheeks were burning red and his oldest friend just laughed.

Marvel Highschool! AU

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Obscene amounts of fluff, kissing, swearing, kinda a lot of angst

Description: Bucky Barnes is absolutely, no doubt about it, in love with Y/N L/N. He’s loved her since the day he laid eyes on her in the third grade. He loved her when he had his own girlfriend, and when he was barely friends with her for a whole summer. And of course, in his freshman year, they are now stuck together. In a house. During a worldwide quarantine. This should be fun.

Words: 2,272 words

A/N: Hey y’all, I’m back. Here’s the new and improved chapter, because the last one was a but messed up. Thank you so much for the likes and reblogs, they mean so much to me. I’ve been having a lot of fun writing this series, and I’m excited for the rest of the series. I’ll probably be posting weekly, so thanks for sticking with me. 

Y/N walked into the office, pep in her step and a huge smile on her face. Dear God, she hoped her parents said yes. Her parents loved Bucky a lot, they always told him every chance they could, but she didn’t know if they would even allow this. She took a deep breath, and looked into the eyes of the administrative assistant at the desk. “Hey Mr. Coulson, how are you this morning?” Y/N asked.

“Y/N, how many times do I have to ask you to call me Phil,” Phil chuckled, “you’re making me feel so old!”

“Sorry Phil,” she replied, “could I call my mom real quick?” Though she had a phone herself, her school’s cell service was absolute crap, and her phone refused to connect to the wifi, bringing her to the office to use the school phone. She usually tried to avoid the office at all costs, but this call meant everything to her. 

“Sure, what for?” This is where she knew it would get tricky. If it was anything besides an injury, illness, or being sent home, the office would not allow her to call home. They were strict like that.

So, without any other choice, she lied. “I’m not feeling too good right now. My head hurts so much, and it's pounding a lot.” She put on her best show of weakness.

Phil frowned. “I’m sorry to hear that. Do you want any Advil? I think it’ll help your head feel better.” He moved his hand to his desk drawer and started to open it.

“Actually, it’s my head and my stomach. They both don’t feel good. And I hurt my foot. A lot.” She knew she was laying it on thick, but she leaned on her right foot to make it seem as if she couldn’t bear to put pressure on the other. Phil knew something was up, but he only narrowed his eyes and nodded.

“The extension is a one before the area code.” He said, but she was already fake-limping as fast as she could to the room next door. 

“Thanks Phil!” She yelled back. Y/N made it to the door, opened it, and peered inside to make sure the lounge was empty. Once she knew she was in the clear, she rushed to the phone to dial her mom’s work number in. Pressing it to her ear, it ringed a few times, until she heard the static and her mom’s voice.

“Hello there, Mary L/N, how can I help you?” Her mom’s cheery voice made her calm down a bit, but then she remembered her mission.  

“Hey mom, it’s me Y/N” 

“Oh hey sweetie, what’s up?”

Y/N decided to try and get this out fast to lessen the blow. “Y’know Bucky, right?”

Her mom’s chuckle was heard through the phone. “Of course, he’s been your friend since the third grade.”

“And how he’s living with his dad and Becca alone?” Her mom’s hum of agreement prompted her to say her next words. “I was wondering if Bucky and Becca could stay here during quarantine. And, before you say anything, I know that you’re gonna say we don’t have any supplies, but we do! We still have the baby crib for Becca, and Bucky can just stay in my room like normal, and it’ll be like a sleepover. A very long sleepover.” Y/N winced at the awkward phrasing of her last few words.

She could hear her mom’s sigh through the phone, and the thoughts running around in her head. “But, even with all that, and I really hate to bring this up too, what are we gonna do about money? We’ll have to buy resources for not three, but six people.” Y/N’s shoulders slumped at her words, and she exhaled through her nose deeply. 

Suddenly, like a godsend, she got a text from her sister. Thank whatever god is watching over cell phone service to allow them to receive this text, she thought as she read it. 

“Hey mom, Ria just texted, she’s staying with her boyfriend for quarantine.” She was sure her mom could hear the huge smile through her voice, but in the moment she didn’t care. Y/N was desperate for her mom to agree, because she knew that he and his sister wouldn’t be safe. Bucky would always be her priority, even if he didn’t love her back the same way. “Mom, I know that this is huge, but we used to have him over for weeks at a time. This will be the same. If you need me to, I can use all the money that I made over the summer, I can pay for Becca’s food, and the formula, and oh god, what else does a baby need-”

She was abruptly interrupted by her mom. “You will be owing me big time. Your dad is going to murder me.” Y/N grinned widely at her mom's words. She couldn’t believe it. She couldn’t fucking believe it. Her mom was allowing this. Bucky would be safe. Becca would be safe. “Before you go off running to talk to Buck, I should tell you to tell him that I need to voice a few concerns and rules.”

“Okay mom, thank you so, so much. I appreciate this so much, and I know Bucky and Becca will too. I’m gonna go tell him right now.”

“You’re welcome. God, I can’t believe we’re doing this.” Mrs. L/N wasn’t upset about it, no, she was ecstatic to get the Barnes children away from their asshole of a father, but she was going to get to care for them for however long the shelter and place would be going on. “Stop by the Barnes’ house and grab Becca and their things before you get home okay? Unless Mr. Barnes is there, then come straight home and I’ll go with you. You should also leave a note, if you can go inside.”

“You got it, mom. Again, thank you so, so much for this, but I gotta go back to the library to meet Steve and Buck. I love you tons!” Y/N said hurriedly. She was bursting with excitement to get her two favorite people away from their dad, and a month of spending time with her best guy friend that she happened to be in love with just added to it. 

“I love you so much, Y/N. See you after school.” As soon as her mom hung up, she bolted. She didn’t care if Mr. Coulson saw and questioned her, nor did she care that she was shoving people in the halls and being a large disruption. Y/N burst through the doors of the library, eyes scanning around the room for her two friends. She spotted Steve talking to the librarian, probably about another spelling error he found in the book he was reading. Another time, she would have made fun of him for it, but she marched straight up to him with a determined look.

“Where’s Buck?” She asked. Y/N must have looked slightly insane and menacing with her windswept hair and slightly ruffled shirt, because her tall blond friend looked downright terrified of her. With wide eyes, he pointed to a couch where Bucky sat with his headphones in and watched a video on a school laptop. She nodded towards Steve in thanks, and dashed off to Bucky. As she approached him, she tried to also figure out the best way to say this. Oh god, what if he’s mad? I didn’t ask if this was okay with him.

The shadow that fell over Bucky gave him the notice that someone was near. His blue eyes looked up and met her gaze. “Hey doll.” He took one more glance at her appearance (not like he didn’t stare at her regularly), and asked, “Did you happen to get caught in a tornado in your hurry to your destination?” They both chuckled, but he could also feel the nervousness and excitement radiating off her. “In all seriousness, what’s up?”

She opened her mouth then closed it. “I need to talk to you. Just you and me. Even though, if you agree to this, the rest of the gang’s gonna find out anyway.”

“Now I’m a little scared, what's happening?”

She took a deep breath.”Well, after you mentioned it earlier, I was reminded that during quarantine, you’d be staying with your dad alone.” Y/N knew it was a little difficult for Bucky to talk about his family, so she decided to break it down slowly to him, even though her nerves were rattling. “And I hate the idea of you and baby Becca staying there, because… y’know.” He nodded his head in understanding, and you got the courage to continue. “Well, I talked to my mom, and she said that you could stay with us. For the quarantine. As long as you need. We love you so much Buck, and so if you wanna, you can stay with us.”

Bucky stared at her with wide eyes, in shock, but soon enough they started to get glassy. God, he couldn’t believe that she would think of him for over break. Y/N was the most selfless and caring person he knew, and he was just in awe of her. He stood up and grasped the girl for a tight hug. His face hid in the crook of her neck, because he was trying so hard not to let anyone see his tears, but he was having trouble controlling the sobs that wracked his body. Thank God they were in the corner of the library with the couches, so no one could see him. Y/N’s hands ran soothingly up his back, and it stayed that way for a few minutes until Bucky finally looked back up at her. “Thank you. Thank you so much.” 

She smiled at him and kissed his cheek. “I would throw myself in front of a moving car for you Buck, okay? Never tell Tasha, but you’re my best friend. I’ll love you forever.” Her arms tightened around his waist again, and his heart was filled with relief and love. “After school we’ll swing by your house and if your father’s not home we’ll grab Becca, your stuff, leave a note for your dad, and go to my place, sound good?”

His heartbeat immediately increased its rate. And there’s the panic. “But what if he is home, Y/N? I don’t wanna leave Becca by herself for any longer than she has to be. And do you have any baby stuff? Or food? She has to have formula, and her food needs to be in this weird food processor thing, I don’t know what it’s called, and oh god-”

“Bucky!” She cut him off with a giggle and a hand over his mouth, which he would’ve probably found hot, had he not been freaking out. “Me and Ria were once babies, we have stuff to take care of Becca. My mom knows all the products she uses, and we have the crib from the last time you came over. And if your dad is home, then we’ll just take Becca with us to my house and have my mom drive us back to yours to get your stuff, so she’ll know we’re okay. We’ll be okay James.” Y/N stared at him dead in the eye, so he knew she was serious. She never, ever used his first name unless she was being earnest. 

He nodded. “We’ll be okay Y/N.” He released her from the hug, not wanting to make it awkward, but he regretted it, as he loved holding her in his arms. Looking to his left, he could see Steve bounding over to them.

“Ms. Moore said I need to stop talking to her about the typos and mistakes in the books, it’s like she’s completely unaffected by the flaws!” He exclaimed, but then he noticed the tears still resting on Bucky’s cheeks. “Hey Buck, you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, just Y/N offered to let me and Becca stay at her house for quarantine.” He sniffled and wiped the cuff of his sweatshirt against his face, looking to Y/N to find her already looking at him. Her small smile grew a little wider catching his eye, and she motioned toward the couch. 

“Let’s get down to work y’all.” The trio sat down on the small couch, Y/N squished in between the two boys. Bucky placed his headphones back on, resuming the video from before, but not really paying attention. No, he was paying more attention to the girl at his side, resting her head on his shoulder as she typed away on her laptop. She managed to be the only one who completed any actual work during their free periods, but she always kept time open to have fun with her friends as well. Bucky couldn’t help but have his lips quirked up at her, leaning back to relax against the cushions.

He turned his head towards her, and whispered in a barely audible voice, “Thank you Y/N.” She looked up at him with her infamous smile and kissed him on the cheek.