#jbarness

there you are, back home.

you loved coming home. whether it be for holidays, weekends, or just random days when you don't have to work and you want to visit your parents. you are the only child in your family, so you always did your best to come by and spend some time with them.

before you could even set your foot on the last step to the front door, your parents came out of it and attacked you with tight hugs, "hey honey we missed you! how was your flight?" 

they dragged you in your childhood home along with your bags, "it was fine, thank you. and i missed you guys too! what have you guys been up to?" you asked, even though you already know what they've been up to since you call or facetime each other as often as possible ever since you moved out for college.

"you know, your dad's been cleaning and redecorating the house every month," your mom explained, "this month's theme: earth tones." your dad nodded as you smiled widely at the couple. you've always admired how they always seem to do something creative with their time.

you nodded, "ahhh, so that's why it looks different than when we facetimed last time." your mom showed you around some more and pointed out what they changed and the new things that they bought. they both toured you around the house as if you've never been there, and looking at the rooms and spaces now, you did feel like it was your first time in the house.

after touring you around and putting your bags in your old room, the three of you went to the dining room where you used to always hang out with them while eating. there on the table laid a lot of pastries that you figured your mom baked, "your mom's baking business is doing really well too," your dad said, pointing to some boxes that has your mom's brand stickers on it.

your mom nodded proudly, "yeah! and i started selling your favorite pastry, you know, the one i used to make for you? and its a hit!"

"oh really? thats wonderful!" you hugged her tightly, your way of saying how happy you are for her.

your mom's a great baker, which is why you pushed her to make a living out of it. she argued how they didn't have enough money for a place and you told her that she should start by having them made to order so that they could do it at home and have them delivered, which is what they do now, until they save up enough money to have their own bakery.

"oh and the barnes are still so. fucking. loud," your dad said, rolling his eyes.

your mom gasped, lightly slapping your dad's arm, "honey, language!"

"but its true!" your dad defended, sitting down next to you on the dining table and grabbing a cookie.

your mom sighed, "well, yeah, it is true."

the barnes are the loudest people you've ever known. unfortunately, they lived across from you, so your family and your neighbors always hear the arguments that mr. and mrs. barnes have, which apparently, they like to do early in the morning. your parents befriended them before and it was always just small talks that didn't last for longer than 2 minutes. you've met them once and they seemed okay then, but then again, people are different with other people. you also know their kids, bucky and rebecca. the three of you went to the same high school, but you never really cross paths with them. bucky is 2 batches higher than you while rebecca is a batch lower than you.

your face twisted in grimace, "they still shout early in the morning?" you remembered how you used to always wake up early to mr. and mrs. barnes shouting at each other. you sometimes wondered why they don't just file for divorce.

"they're extra loud now. i didn't think it was possible," your dad complained, "they're worse than alarm clocks, and you know how much i hate alarm clocks."

grabbing a cupcake, your mom nodded, "and they had a party there last week cause apparently, their son came home from somewhere too. we didn't have any sleep that night. they were so noisy until 5am."

"somebody even threw up in our front yard. our front yard!" your dad said while chewing his cookie.

"the roses never saw it coming," your mom shook her head, "anyway, enough about the barnes. you know, you never told us why you came home all of a sudden?

"well, i resigned," you said after drinking your water. you knew your parents won't be mad at you since they've always been supportive of your decisions.

"oh no, why? you were doing so good there," your mom asked while sitting down across from you.

"yeah but uh, i wanted to do something different other than being an assistant," you shrugged.

being a personal assistant was pretty tough, but you weirdly enjoyed it. being productive was something that you've always liked. add in the fact that the company you worked for has not just the best commodities and facilities, etcetera, but it also has the best people to work with. sure, there are a few people that are rude, but there's more people that are very friendly and kind that made your time there much better.

your boss, ceo natasha romanoff, is also the best. periodt. you've been working for her ever since you graduated college, and for the whole time, she's been so kind and generous. just after a few weeks of working for her, you two became close, so when you told her that you were resigning, she took it badly. that was the first time you saw her cry and hug your legs, something you never thought the natasha romanoff would ever do in all her lives. after lots of hours of the both of you sobbing, you finally made her realize that you want to do something else with your life. she hesitantly let you go, with the promise of still seeing each other whenever you're in the city.

your dad nodded, "i understand, honey. so, do you have a plan?"

"not really. right now, i just wanna help you guys with the baking thing"

your mom clapped her hands excitedly, "oh we'd love that!" she said as they gave you yet another tight hug

"great! oh and can i also move back in here for a while?" you asked.

"of course!"

after a few days of you staying at your parents' house, you adapted to a new routine. breakfast, help your mom in baking, help your dad in gardening, shower, a nice lunch, continue baking with your mom, and deliver with your dad or on your own, and dinner. once in a while, the three of you peek through your windows to see what the barnes are shouting or making some noise about, like right now.

"the barnes got a new car!" your dad shouted, only loud enough for you and your mom to hear.

"again?" your mom asked, running towards the window, still with flour on her hands. both of your parents hid at the wall and just slightly moved the curtain to the side to see the commotion outside. you doubted that people from across the street can see them since your windows are tinted and your houses are a bit far away.

you ran towards them, also with flour on your hands and face, "damn that's a nice car," the two of them looked at you weirdly, "what? it is!" you defended.

they looked back at the barnes who are outside, mr. barnes, who was looking at the outside of the pickup car and his son, who's in the car "it's a loud car in a quiet neighborhood," your dad shook his head disapprovingly.

"maybe it's bucky's car?" you wondered as they look at you again as if asking you how the hell you knew this bucky. you rolled your eyes, "i went to the same high school as him, remember? he's a couple years older than me?"

your mom nodded, "oh yeah."

you clapped your hands to get their attentions, "okay y/l/n's lets get to work! and stop watching the neighbors."

you and your mom went back to the kitchen to resume what you were doing as your dad went to the garage to fix his car. you continued putting the last batch of batter in the trays, while your mom's designing the cupcakes.  according to your mom, its some orders from her clients including an order by one of your friends, wanda, for her twins.

"so, now that its just us girls...tell me about your boyfriend," after finishing the cupcake she was designing, your mom looked up to you and wiggled her eyebrows.

"are you talking about andrew?" you asked since you know how your mom tend to forget some things now.

she smiled, "yeah, how's he?"

you sighed, "mom, i keep telling you, we broke up three years ago"

she looked confused at first, probably trying to remember when you told her that information, "oh right! who are you seeing now?"

after filling up the tray, you placed it in the oven. you took out the one that was in there before and let it cool. you shrugged, "just...this guy"

your mom stopped what she was designing and looked back up at you, "oooh i remember 'this guy'. you know, you're gonna have to tell me his name or i'm gonna have to start thinking that 'this guy' is his name," she said, continuing what she was doing.

"i don't wanna say it yet, cause i'm still not sure where it's going, so..." you said as you helped your mom in designing the rest of the cupcakes.

"no pressure, honey. i was just teasing. okay so these are done! the rest are for my other clients. honey, you sure you wanna deliver them to wanda's? you know, your dad can do it."

"yeah. besides, i also wanna see wanda, i havent seen her in years," you grabbed a box and started placing the cupcakes in it for wanda.

"oh, you'll love her twins! they are just the sweetest! i can't wait til you have your own," your mom wiggled her eyebrows at you, making you laugh, "oh stop. please."

she raised her hands in surrender, "im just teasing."

and so, you delivered the boxes of cupcakes to wanda's new house. she introduced you to her twins, billy and tommy, who are just as sweet as your mom said. you and wanda hung out to catch up until her husband, vision, came home from work. after you told wanda that you were gonna be in town for a while, the two of you made plans of hanging out along with your high school friends. you headed home after you finally said your goodbyes.

for dinner, you cooked for your parents a simple meal that you made yourself back in your apartment whenever you had the time. after eating and cleaning up, you decided to go to the store to buy some things for yourself.

"hey dad, im heading out. gonna buy some food and stuff. you need anything?" you asked, grabbing the house keys.

he gave you the car keys, "not really, thanks though honey. you got the keys to the door?"

you nodded and headed out not before your parents telling you to be safe. driving to the store only took you 10 minutes. you bought some things you needed since you didn't bring all your things with you yet. you need to go back to the city to pack your things and bring them back to your parents' house soon. you thought that there's no point in keeping that apartment since you don't work there anymore.

you also went to the junk foods aisle to get some snacks that you wanted. one of the snacks that you wanted was on the top shelf, and you weren't that tall. you looked around to find someone who can help you, unfortunately, there was no one near. jump, you thought, just jump.

and so, you did.

you jumped until you finally grabbed a bag of chips, the other bags of chips beside the one you grabbed fell down to you. panicking, you grabbed the ones that fell and stuffed them to the part of the shelf that you can reach.

"ahh, a y/l/n making a mess outside of their house," a voice said from your right. bucky barnes.

you narrowed your eyes at him, "ahh, another barnes who can't keep their mouth shut."

bucky chuckled, "here let me help you out." he grabbed some of the bag of chips on the floor and placed them on the right shelf. "thanks," you said, putting the snack on your cart.

after he placed them all back on the top shelf, he looked back at you and said, "i missed you."

you wrapped your arms around his waist as he hugged you back, "i missed you too. i had to go to your apartment to get some of your shirts just so i could smell you," you admitted. you were wearing one of his shirts right now.

"aww, you're crazy about me," he pulled away and held your shoulders to look at you.

you rolled your eyes, "you're one to talk, i found some of my perfumes in your closet. what's that about?" you smirked at him.

"damn it! that's where i left them!" bucky said jokingly, making you laugh.

when the two of you finished buying whatever you needed, you hung out for a while at the back of his pickup car, where he had a lot of pillows and blankets arranged neatly.

"so, your parents still hate mine?" he asked, after drinking his beer.

you nodded, "yep, and yours? do they still hate mine?" apparently, the barnes thought you and your family are messy and loud. when bucky told you this, you were beyond mad so you screamed to the top of your lungs all of your complaints about the barnes'. then you remembered, it was his family you were talking about. "don't worry, i think they're louder too," he told you.

"mhm" he hummed, "so i guess we're not telling them that we've been seeing each other for 2 years yet?" he asked, holding you in his arms as the two of you watch the stars.

you looked up at him and smiled, "yeah, that's not happening for a while."

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It was Bucky's day off.

Well, he had a couple of days off and today is just the beginning of it.

Naturally, he wanted to spend those days with his two girls. Unfortunately, you had a lot of errands to run since you do have that diner, plus you had to pay the bills and buy food for your family. So, you suggested that your husband and daughter spend the day together, just the two of them. And so, he planned their day, starting with a yummy breakfast that he, himself will make. After that, he planned to play with her and her toys, then maybe watch some movies. Then he'd take her, along with their dog,  bakrie to the park for some ice cream and just to run around and play on the playground, then they'd make dinner for mommy.

Grabbing your things, you passed by your two favorite people, "enjoy your day together, my babies!" you placed all of the things you needed for the day in your bag.

Celeste, your 4 year old daughter, laughed and looked up at her father, "hehehe mommy called you a baby too!" 

"Yeah? Well I am her first baby,” Bucky said, smirking at your child, making her look up at you with shock and betrayal written all over her face. "What?!" she shrieked.

You laughed at your daughter's reaction, "daddy's just kidding, dolly. Now, c'mon and gimme a hug before I go," you crouched down and opened your arms as she ran to you. You hugged her tiny body tightly and kissed her chubby cheeks.

When you stood up, Bucky grabbed your waist and kissed your cheeks, whispering a goodbye, doll. I love you, which you returned. He picked up Celeste who was waving at you, "bye mommy, stay safe!"

"You too, C. Watch your daddy while I'm gone, yeah?" you winked at her, making her raise her fist in excitement, "yeah!" Bucky chuckled and shook his head at his two girls before giving you another kiss goodbye. 

After watching you drive away, Bucky and Celeste went back inside their home. it's a simple two-storey home that Bucky himself had planned for you and your growing family. You and Bucky moved in after your honeymoon, almost 6 years ago. It's situated just outside of the city, a bit further away from your jobs, but at least now, you have your own place.

Some years ago, before you met Bucky Barnes, you lived with 4 other people you considered as your siblings (though one of them is actually your adoptive brother).

The said adoptive brother, Peter, is now a successful engineer and a very caring Uncle to your sweet Celeste. After you and Bucky moved out, you transferred the name of the apartment to him, so he now lives there with his long-term girlfriend, MJ, and sometimes Pietro.

Well... Pietro travels a lot due to his job. you honestly don't know what he's up to now, last thing you remember is that he's a youtuber who rarely comes home. It must pay a lot, you thought, since you see that his vlogs are out of the country.

Anyways, his twin sister, Wanda, is someone you also used to live with. She still works for you as a manager in your diner, but she moved out of the apartment just months ago, ever since she found out she's finally with child. She and her husband, Vision, found a house in your neighborhood and now lives a block away from you and your family.

Another person you used to live with is Natasha. she used to work for you too, in your diner, before she discovered her passion in life, which is fashion. Now, she's a rising name in the fashion industry, and you couldn't be prouder. She's also married to Bucky's best friend, Steve, and they both live in the same apartment that she moved into way back when they were still just boyfriend-girlfriend.

Now, you and Bucky, that's a long story. The important part is that years ago, both of you finally came to your senses and got together. After a few months together, Bucky moved into your big ass apartment, then he bought you a dog, then a ring, made you a house, and gave you your precious dolly, C.

"So, what do you wanna do today, C?" asked Bucky. The little girl tapped her pointer finger to her chin, thinking of what game she wanted to play with her daddy.

She jumped and clapped her hands, "let's play dinosaurs, dragons, and princesses!"

Her father smiled, "ooh, that sounds fun!"

Celeste ran to her room for Bucky to follow. After an hour of running around — with some toys and improvised costumes — both inside and outside of the house, Bucky decided that it was time to have a little break. The duo went to their kitchen to get some snacks and drinks before deciding to watch a movie for now. 

Halfway into the movie, Bucky's phone rang, a sound that Celeste hated since it always keeps her mommy and daddy away from her. Celeste gave her father a look of disappointment, something that Bucky thinks she learned from her Uncle Steve. He promised her that it will be really quick and that they don't have to pause the movie.

Bucky went to the kitchen, where he can talk to whoever is calling, properly, "hey, what's up?... what?... it's my day off..." he looked at his daughter who was enjoying the music sequence of the movie they were watching, "can't anyone else do it? I'm with my daughter...well, can I bring her?...what?...fine, I'm on my way."

He sighed and rubbed his temples before walking back to the living room to his singing daughter. Celeste stopped singing as she looked at her dad who had an apologetic look on his face, but to her, it was a look saying that her daddy needs to go to the restroom. 

Before she could say anything, her dad spoke up, "hey C, umm, daddy has to do something at work today. So I'm gonna drop you off at unky Stevie's, okay?"

She pouted, tears forming in her eyes, "but it's Celeste and daddy day."

He felt extremely bad. He wanted to cry knowing that he was the reason that his precious dolly is sad, "I know, sorry honey. I'm really really sorry. I'm gonna make it up to you okay?" he said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"You promise?" she sniffled.

He showed her his pinky which she locked her tiny pinky with, "I promise dolly. Tomorrow, I’ll be with you and mommy for the whole day. Now let's get you dressed up to see Unky Stevie and Aunt Natty."

It was a 10-minute drive to the Romanoff-Roger's apartment complex. Bucky entertained his 4-year-old by playing her playlist called "Celeste's cool playlist" which she named herself. She's really proud of it too. 

When they arrived, Celeste brought her cute little backpack containing her favorite doll from her Uncle Pietro, some clothes Bucky packed for her, a few snacks, a bottle of water, her crayons, and some paper which she insisted to bring since she wanted to color with her aunt and uncle.

"Hey C! you look very pretty today," Steve greeted, picking her up.

She gave him a toothy grin, "thanks Uncky Stevie. You look pretty today too!"

"Thank you sweetie. Do you wanna see Aunt Natty?" he asked, making the little girl nod excitedly, "go ahead, she's in the kitchen."

Steve sighed heavily at his friend, "I love my godchild, I really do, but I also have to work later. Why couldn't you just bring her to Pepper? At least there, she could play with Morgan."

"I would, but they're still in Hawaii," Bucky sighed. "Anyways, I packed all her stuff in the backpack she's wearing. And you know she's not choosy with food, so you can feed her whatever is available for lunch. Just text me when you need to leave, I'll try to get out ASAP." he instructed, giving him an apologetic look.

Steve nodded as Bucky spoke again, "oh, and don't--"

"Don't tell Y/N, okay I got it."

"Thanks, I owe you one!"

Bucky called his daughter again to hug and kiss her goodbye. He thanked Natasha when he saw her and wished her to have a safe flight before leaving the apartment.

Steve looked at his wife and godchild who are now back in the living room, watching some cartoons. He loves his godchild. He loves spoiling her, taking care of her, and spending time with her. He really did want to spend the rest of the day with her. But...he has site visits later.

"So, C... what do you wanna eat for lunch?" Steve asked her as he sat down beside her.

"Aunt Natty's burgers!" Celeste cheered, causing the couple to laugh.

Steve dramatically gasped, "what about Uncky Stevie's burgers? You don’t like them?"

"Aunt Natty's is cheesier."

So the three made burgers for lunch which they ate while watching Celeste's cartoons. Celeste was quite chatty. Growing up with talkative and energetic parents, aunts, and uncles will do that to you. 

She's such a bright kid too. She tries to make sense of everything that's happening around her. That's why when her Uncky Steve's phone started ringing, she immediately got sad and clingy, knowing that the phone would make her Uncky Stevie go away too.

"Aww C, I have to answer this," Steve said, looking at the little girl apologetically.

Celeste pouted and let go of his arm hesitantly. She climbed on to her Aunt Natty's lap and hugged her as Steve walked away to answer his phone.

"Hello?...fuck is it 1pm already?...okay fine, i'll meet you guys there," Steve grabbed all the things he needed before going back to the living room where the girls are still watching tv.

"Uncky Steve, are you leaving too?" Celeste asked, pouting.

Steve frowned at the sight, he didn't want to leave his favorite (and only) godchild. How could Bucky and Y/N leave this little girl everyday to go to work?, he thought. "I have to, C. But you'll be staying with Aunt Natty. I'll bring you more burgers and donuts when I next see you, kay?"

The little girl sighed, "m'kay."

Natasha walked to her husband, leading him out of earshot and leaving Celeste on the couch, "I have to go to the airport at 2pm. I hope you or Bucky will be back by then."

Steve gave his wife an apologetic look, "sorry babe, the earliest I could do is 4:30. You should call Buck or Wanda? just don't tell Y/N."

"Don't tell Y/N that her child is with us?"

Steve raised his hands in surrender, "don't blame me, Bucky told me that."

"I swear, Steven Grant Rogers, if you ever do this with our own kid and not tell me where they are and who they're with, I fucking swear I'll break your neck," Nat said, pointing her pointer finger to Steve's face.

Steve nodded, "I know, babe. Be safe, okay? Call me when you land."

After kissing his wife and hugging his godchild goodbye, Steve went to work. Meanwhile, it is 1:21pm on the clock and Natasha is freaking out about where and who she could leave Celeste with. 

"Aunt Natty, can you do my hair?" Celeste spoke, pulling Natasha's attention from her phone to the child. 

Natasha placed her phone down, beside her on the couch, and sat the little girl on her lap, facing her. "Okay ducky, how do you want it?" 

Celeste pointed to her hair, "like your hair."

Nat smiled at the little version of you, "of course, ducky."

Braiding the hair of an excited Celeste is quite hard. She's very jumpy and talkative, always turning her head to look at Natasha who was behind her. 

She'll never admit it, but Natasha sometimes imagines that her ducky, Celeste, is her own. She wants to have one soon but due to her career that's just getting started, she and Steve agreed to have one when she gets used to everything that comes with her career. But with Celeste being around all the time, it's getting harder to not want a baby.

Celeste is now getting annoyed with all the phone ringing wherever she goes. She looked at her Aunt with knitted eyebrows and a pout, trying to be mad but ended up looking all cute. "Look, ducky, it's your dad!" Natasha said, making Celeste smile and press the answer button herself.

"Hey Nat, is Celeste okay?"

"Yes, I am. Hi daddy!"

"Oh hey dolly! Are you having fun with Uncky Stevie and Aunt Natty?"

"Uncky Stevie left."

"Aww sorry sweetie. Daddy's also trying to work as fast as I can. Could you hand the phone to Aunt Natty?"

After handing the phone back to her Aunt, Natasha went to the kitchen so that she could be out of earshot. "Hey, I'm leaving for Paris soon."

It’s her 2nd time attending Paris Fashion Week, and she didn’t want to not be there. Natasha’s been looking forward to this all month, she even finished packing all of her bags after she received the news that she was going. The last thing she wanted to do is to not catch her plane.

"I know, ugh. I can't pick her up until 4. Could you please drive her to the diner, to Wanda? if Wanda is available. Y/N should be done with her errands at the diner."

"Yeah, I'll check. I'll drop her off on my way to the airport."

"Thanks Nat. And don't tell Y/N"

"Barnes, if you do this again to my godchild, I'll hunt you down and snap your neck, I swear."

"I won't, I promise."

After she messaged Wanda, Natasha started to put her bags out, making Celeste run to her Aunt and hug her legs. "don't leave me, Aunt Natty," Celeste started crying and soaking Natasha's pants. 

Natasha, who was also tearing up, seeing her godchild like that, picked her up and wiped her tears. "Ducky, no. I'm not leaving you alone. We're going to see Aunt Wan's in the diner."

"Oh. Okay," Celeste started placing her things back in her backpack, still sniffling a little. Natasha snapped a quick photo of her adorable godchild.

A cab took the two to the diner. Natasha distracted the girl a bit so that Celeste wouldn't cry when she went. 

When they arrived at the diner, it was full of customers. Natasha asks the cab driver to wait for a while for her. The waiters and waitresses greeted the two with a smile which Celeste excitedly returned. When she saw her Aunt Wanda, who was behind the counter, she ran to her and hugged her legs. 

"Hi, Auntie Wanda!"

"Oh hey, Les! I love your braids!"

Celeste pointed to Nat, "Aunt Natty did them!"

Wanda nodded, giving the girl some fries she prepared for her. Natasha sat her up on a stool, not letting go of her.

"As you can see, I'm very busy," Wanda told Nat.

Natasha nodded, "Mhm, mhm. It's kinda hard to ignore. I really need to be at the airport right now though. Don't worry, Bucky said that he'll be able to pick her up by 4."

"Aunt Natty, you're leaving?" Celeste asked.

"Fine, I'll just call Pietro, maybe he's upstairs. have a safe flight." Wanda side-hugged Natasha.

Natasha grimaced, "I'm sorry, ducky. Aunt Natty has to be in Paris for a week. But I'll make sure to bring you something back, okay? Do you want some shoes and dresses?"

Celeste smiled and nodded excitedly, "yeah!"

"Then Aunt Natty will bring them to you when I get back, okay? I'll miss you, ducky."

Celeste hugged her Aunt, "I'll miss you too, Aunt Natty."

"Oh and don't tell Y/N, according to Bucky," Nat told Wanda.

"Oh if Vision ever did this--"

Nat smirked, "I know right?"

When Natasha left, Wanda made sure to stay at the counter so that she could see Celeste who was still on the stool. Celeste's a good company. She told her Auntie Wanda about all the games she would play with Billy and Tommy when she sees them again. 

When Celeste was distracted with her milkshake, Wanda called her brother. "Pietro, why the hell won't you reply to my messages?"

"Sis it's midnight here...I think? What the hell, why are you calling?" Pietro replied, sleepily.

"Midnight? Where are you?"

"Japan."

"What?! Since when?"

"Since 3 months ago!"

"What?! How come I didn't know?"

"Because you don't actually read the messages I sent to you?"

"What? I so read them!"

"Really? Then why am I here?"

"Cause, you're vlogging," Wanda asked with a 'duh' tone

"I'm making a movie! See! You never read my messages!" 

"Okay, maybe I haven't been paying attention a lot lately, but I need someone to babysit C right now so I have to go. I'll talk to you soon."

Pietro yawned, "mhm, kay." 

She has a lot of questions for her brother right now, but she has to look for someone who can watch Celeste for one more hour. 

"Maximoff!" someone yelled as they entered the glass door.

Wanda released a sigh of relief, "Sam! Thank goodness you're here!"

"No need to thank goodness, Wan. I just wanna have my usual to go. I'm still moving some things to my new place."

"Uncky Sam!" Celeste waved excitingly to her Uncle.

Sam walked up to her and carried her, "Hey C! Didn't know you're here."

"Yeah, Y/N's doing errands, Bucky had to go to work, then Steve had to go to work, then Nat had to go to Paris and now I have to work too," Wanda explained.

Celeste yawned, "can we play Uncky Sammy?"

"Aww Les, aren't you tired?" Sam asked, brushing her hair with his fingers.

Celeste shook her head and yawned again, "no, not tired, Uncky Sammy."

"Please watch her for a while. Bucky will be here at around 4, that's in an hour. I really need to get back to the kitchen," Wanda pleaded.

"But my girl's waiting for me in the apartment," Sam whined.

Celeste became teary-eyed for the nth time today, "you don't want to play with me, Uncky Sammy?"

Sam panicked, "what? I--No! Uncky Sammy wants to play with C! What do you wanna play?" 

Wanda smirked, "well, Les, Auntie Wanda's gonna be in the kitchen okay? Do you want any food?"

Celeste smiled and shook her head, "thank you, Auntie Wanda."

Sam texted his girl to just come by the diner as well since he can't bring Celeste to their new apartment. It's still quite messy, besides, Boinky will be fetching her at the diner soon. See, it's moving day for Sam and his girlfriend of 1 year. They moved into a new apartment that is convenient for both of them which is close to both their jobs. so, for the whole day, they're just moving some stuff around and placing their things where they belong. Sam just dropped by the diner to get some food for the both of them.

He later joined Celeste in coloring, when his girl arrived and sat next to them on the stool. He even messed with the little girl, almost coloring something with the wrong color. 

"No Uncky Sam! The sky is blue, not orange," Celeste laughed at her uncle who seems to not know colors.

Sam chuckled, "my bad, C. I thought this was blue," he said pointing to the orange crayon.

Celeste laughed again, "you're silly Uncky Sammy! That’s called orange."

After a few more Celeste & Uncky Sammy masterpieces, Celeste became tired, almost fell asleep while coloring. Sam carried her, so she could fall asleep on his shoulders instead of the table.

Sam saw Wanda walking back to the counter with Peter, "aww baby C! here, I can take her off your hands, Sam," Peter offered.

"Why didn't you come here sooner, kid?" Sam said, handing over a sleepy Celeste to Peter.

"Uncky Pete!" Celeste said sleepily, wrapping her arms around Peter's neck. 

Once Peter was carrying her, he stroked her hair to make her fall asleep, "hey C," Peter said softly, "I'll bring you to the apartment, you can sleep on your mom's old bed."

Peter looked at Sam and Wanda, "you guys didn't tell me you need help babysitting. I've been staring at the ceiling all day."

"Yeah, it's a long story, just take her up," Wanda said, giving Celeste's backpack to Peter. "bye-bye Celeste. oh and Pete, don't tell Y/N." Peter nodded.

"Bye C, I'll see you again soon," Sam said softly before saying goodbye to the two and leaving with his girlfriend.

Peter took her to his apartment just above the diner. He put her down on your old bed gently and placed a blanket over the sleeping girl. 

Peter decided to cook some early dinner for himself and his girlfriend MJ who will return from work soon. The two of them have been living together ever since you and Bucky moved out and they've been together for a few months longer. They were usually Celeste's babysitters so Peter was confused as to why Bucky didn't leave Celeste with him today. 

The knock on his door pulled him out of his thoughts, so he opened it. "Peter, thank you so much for watching Celeste."

Bucky walked inside and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. "dude are you okay?" Peter asked his brother-in-law who was breathing heavily on his stool.

Bucky nodded, catching his breath, "there was no parking nearby so I parked by that bookstore and ran all the way here."

"That's like five blocks away."

"Trust me, I know." Bucky replied, still catching his breath, "so...where is she?"

Peter pointed to their old room, "sleeping."

Bucky went inside their old room to see his daughter who was stirring awake. "Daddy!" 

"Hey, dolly. See? I'm back." Bucky said, opening his arms.

Celeste ran to her father to give him a tight hug, "I promised you some ice cream at the park today, didn't I?"

The little girl pulled away to nod her head, "you said I could have one in a cone!"

"Mhm! So why don't you go over there to your Uncky Pete and say thank you for taking care of you, okay?"

Celeste ran to her Uncle to give him a big hug. Peter carried her to kiss her cheek, "visit again soon, okay?" he said, making the girl nodded.

The father-daughter duo went back down to thank Wanda for watching Celeste. After that, they went to the park to get the ice cream her daddy had promised her. Bucky sat on the grass, while Celeste sat on her father's lap, telling him stories of what happened after he went.

"Then Aunt Natty did my hair like her hair!"

"Ahh, that's why it looks different!" Bucky said, acting surprised for his daughter.

He wiped some ice cream off her cheeks as she continued her story, "yeah! And she told me she will buy me dresses and shoes when she gets back!"

Bucky shook his head, chuckling, at the thought of his daughter being spoiled by her aunts and uncles. "Oh! And daddy, Auntie Wanda told me that I can play with Billy and Tommy next weekend!" she said while licking her ice cream.

"Scheduling your own playdates, huh, dolly?"

"It gets sad when you and mommy are away, daddy. Polly doesn't like playing with me," Celeste said, referring to her babysitter.

"Aww dolly, I'm sorry," Bucky said, wiping ice cream from her face.

Celeste nodded her head in understanding, "daddy, daddy."

"Yeah, dolly?"

"When Billy and Tommy are are both brothers. When can I have one?" Celeste looked up at her daddy with her big, innocent eyes.

"Well...do you want a brother or sister?" Bucky asked cautiously as Celeste nodded her head eagerly.

"Yes! Yes, daddy! I want a brother and sister!" 

"Brother and sister huh?"

"Yes! so we can have a big happy family!" The little girl said, even doing some hand gestures, spreading her short arms as wide as she can, to make sure her dad gets her point.

"We can talk about that with mommy later," Bucky said, holding Celeste and carrying her as he stood up. "Now let's go home and make some dinner for mommy."

Celeste continued her story as Bucky drove home. He noticed how his daughter would repetitively say brother and sister, obviously not letting go of the idea. 

When they arrived home, your car still wasn't in the garage. He and Celeste walked inside and started to get the ingredients of your favorite dinner out, which they planned to cook. With Bucky as the head chef and Celeste as the sous-chef, they were able to create the dish quite quickly and nicely.

"Ooooh! don't tell me that's mommy's favorite dish!" you said, smelling the air in your kitchen as you walked in.

"It is your favorite mommy!" Celeste said, running to you and jumping into your arms, making you carry her.

Errands day is always the most exhausting day of the month for you. You had to run from one building to another for a whole day. You always just look forward to seeing your daughter and husband in your house, just like every day. 

"Okay! It's finished! And I've already prepared the table too. So all you have to do is eat," Bucky said, walking over to you and your daughter. He kissed your cheek and hugged the both of you while he's still in his apron.

Bucky carried the grocery bags you brought inside and placed them on the counter temporarily. He pulled your designated seat for you and Celeste too.

"Aww Bucky, this looks so good!" you told Bucky as you got some food on your plate.

Bucky hummed, "well of course it looks good! Celeste helped me make them!" 

You looked at your daughter who was nodding proudly, "yes mommy! Daddy couldn't have done it without me!" 

You laughed, "yes, honey, I couldn't have done it without you. But where did you learn that phrase?" Bucky asked.

Celeste shrugged, "movie."

"So what else did you do with daddy today?" you asked as you ate.

"I played dragons, dinosaurs, and princesses with daddy! And I won! Then we watched a movie, then-"

Bucky cleared his throat, "why don't you tell mommy about a brother and sister, dolly?"

You shot Bucky a confused look, "what?"

Looking at your daughter, she seemed excited. "Mommy! I want brothers and sisters!"

You coughed, almost spitting out the food you were chewing. "...What?"

"Can I have a brother and sister? Please mommy?" she asked with her adorable pout and puppy dog eyes.

"You really want siblings, baby?"

"Yeah! like Billy and Tommy!"

"Your dad and I have to talk about it first."

"But I'm ready to be a big sister now, mommy! I promise! I'll be good, and I'll play with them all the time! And I can share my food too and my toys!"

You nodded, still a bit confused as to why you're having this conversation. "I know you are, baby. You're gonna be a great big sister!"

The rest of dinner, the three of you...well more like just Celeste, talked about having siblings. You tried to stir the conversation in another way but your daughter can't seem to let go of the topic. 

After cleaning up in the kitchen and dining room, you took Celeste to the bathroom to wash her. You could tell she's getting quite tired but that didn't stop her from talking more about her future siblings. 

"I get to tuck her in tonight since you already spent the whole day with her," you told Bucky.

Bucky agreed, feeling quite nervous. He knows that his daughter could talk and rat him out. He's guessing, maybe Celeste won't get those siblings after his wife finds out what happened today.

Celeste gave her dad a hug and kiss good night before you and her went to her room. Once you dimmed the lights, you tucked her in her bed.

"So, C. You didn't finish telling me about your day with daddy," you asked her. 

Celeste is a very talkative girl. And of course, you knew that, so you prepared yourself to hear every single detail of her day. 

And so she told you her whole day. Every. Single. Detail.

"Your daddy did what?"

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"good morning, my fiancé"

bucky pulled you closer so your back was now pressed to his front. both of you didn't have to come to your jobs today so you two agreed to sleep in and stay on the bed for the whole day.

you chuckled, "fiancé?"

he hummed, "yeah, that's what you call someone who--"

"i know what a fiance is," you cut him off, "but why did you call me that?"

you turned so that you were face to face with your boyfriend who was looking at you weirdly, "because we're engaged."

you raised your eyebrow, "are you sure you didn't dream about that--"

"i'm pretty sure it was real," bucky insisted.

"--cause i didn't get a proposal."

"yes you did, last night."

"no, you never asked the question."

"yes i did, i had a whole speech then i got down on one knee then i asked you and you said yes."

you shook your head, "no, we had dinner last night and some wine then we went to sleep."

bucky sat up with his back against the headboard, "yes, we did have dinner and some wine and then i had a speech, then i asked you to marry me."

you turned to your side to look at bucky, you sighed, "then why don't i have a ring?"

he smirked, "you don't wear accessories when you sleep."

"yes, but i also didn't receive a ring," you said rolling your eyes.

bucky looked at you for a few seconds, eyes squinted directly at you, "you're playing me right now, it's on your night stand."

"feel free to check."

he stood up and kneeled in front of your night stand as you turned to look at him, still laying down. the top of your night stand was clear, so he went to look for it in the drawer. it was quite organized, as you recently cleaned it, which made it easier for bucky to look for a tiny ring. 

which he didn't find. 

he even removed everything that's in your only drawer in your night stand. you suggested for him to open every boxes and pouches in there, only if he would return it the same way he saw it.

but still, no luck.

bucky breathed out, "where is it?"

you chuckled, "i don't know! you never asked me!"

after putting everything back in your drawer, the exact same way he saw it (as you instructed), he went to his night stand to look for the red velvet box where the ring was originally placed. and there it was, the engagement ring.

"oh no. i didn't ask. oh my god, i didn't ask! it was a dream!" bucky sighed as he sat back down on the bed.

still laying down, you dragged yourself towards where he is sitting and higged his waist, "i told you."

"yeah, yeah," he chuckled. he was so sure that he proposed last night. it felt so real.

he looked over to you and back to the red velvet box he was holding, "since you already know about it..."

he walked back to your side of the bed, making you stand up. groaning, you stood up against your will, as you are still sleepy and tired. 

holding both of your hands, he inhaled deeply, "i swear, i had a much more romantic plan that you'll love and turns out i just dreamt about it. i also had a speech that i wrote a few months ago that i memorized and i kinda forgot a lot of it," he said, making you chuckle.

bucky smiled, "the jist is that im so glad i met you, baby. i'm so lucky to have you as my best friend, don't tell steve, and the love of my life," you laughed.

he looked directly at your eyes, "for the past years that i've known you, you have made me the happiest man in the world. i hope that i can make you as happy as you made me. if you let me, i'll do it for the rest of my life." 

tears started dropping from your eyes, making bucky wipe them with his thumb. he got down on one knee and opened the box, "y/n will you marry me?"

"yes! of course, baby," he slipped the ring on your finger. you grabbed his face, kissing his lips as he lifted you by the waist.

"okay now i feel bad," you said as you pulled away.

his eyebrows crunched, "why?"

"okay," you pursed your lips, "you proposed last night and i said yes"

"i thought i didn't propose last night?"

you let out a nervous chuckle, "it's a prank!"

"what? why? you are so mean y/n parker," bucky looked at you sternly, which you've always found hot.

pranking is something you like doing. some of it is pretty mean, like what you just did to bucky, and some are hilarious. you and pietro, usually with nat and peter, even have prank wars, which he films and posts on youtube. one of your favorites is the "gender reveal" prank that you and bucky did on your friends. 

bucky knew that you liked doing pranks. he's your acomplice most of the time. of course, just because he's you boyfriend means that he's excempted of the pranks. in fact, its quite the opposite. he's used to it, since he's been a victim of your pranks for too many times. and this time he'd a bit mad, but he just got engaged, twice, apparently, so he can't feel any negative emotions.

you shrugged, "just wanted to show you a glimpse of who you're marrying. so i'm giving you a chance to back ou--"

he cut you off with a passionate kiss, something he's always good at, "there's no way in hell am i backing out. and i'm not giving you a chance to. you already said yes. apparently, twice."

looking up at him, you smiled "yes i did."

"so if i did propose last night, why is the ring back in the box?"

"i put it back. i even dropped the box, you're such a heavy sleeper."

"oh." 

you pinched his cheek, "and you could've checked both of our phones, we had photos from last night."

bucky slapped his forehead, "right! i completely forgot!"

you wrapped your arms around his neck, as he pulled your waist closer to his. the two of you swayed to an imaginary beat, "its good you believed me though. it shows that you know who's in-charge."

"yep, and its you soon-to-be mrs. barnes"

"damn right."

~ last night ~

"okay i'm a bit worried," you said as you walked through your apartment door.

you're kind of a klutz. bucky knows that. yet he lit up a bunch of candles and placed them literally on any surface available in your apartment's joint living room and kitchen. 

"i thought it's gonna be romantic," he said walking towards you, helping you with the shoulder bag you bring to work. which is just downstairs.

you hummed, "it is, but you know how clumsy i am."

"yeah, i should put some of these out."

you laughed and propped down to your couch, still being careful of the lit candles on the coffee table nearby. "where is everybody?" 

"peter's out with mj and their friends, but he said don't wait up, so he's getting lucky tonight," bucky chuckled as he put out some of the candles on the kitchen island. 

"shut up, that's my brother," you rolled your eyes and sat up on the couch to look at your boyfriend who was now preparing your dinner. "besides, he told me he'll stay at his fancy room at the tower."

he hummed, "pietro's either in his room or everywhere else, i never know with that guy."

"i'll check," you walked towards his room and knocked on his door. there wasn't an answer but you opened it anyway, and saw a messy room and no pietro.

walking back to the kitchen, you sat on one of your stools, "he isn't there. maybe he's still travelling."

looking at your kitchen island, you noticed that bucky cooked your favorite meal and prepared some wine. he always loved cooking for you, something you never expected he'd be good at. you even told him that if he ever got tired of being an architect, he should be a chef in your diner. he laughed, but you weren't kidding.

"these look so good, baby! i'm not forgetting any anniversaries, am i?" 

bucky gasped and placed a hand on his chest, "doll! how could you forget? today is the second year anniversary of the first time we drank alcohol together!" 

you smacked his head, "bucky!"

he laughed, "i'm just kidding, baby. that anniversary's tomorrow."

as the night went on, you two ate as you talked about everything while having dinner and drinking wine. from the topic about your days, it went to barkie's vet appointment, to random celebrity gossips, to how you two met. which is kinda weird since the last thing you talked about was something about paparazzis. 

"hey you know, i forgot how that drinks thing started but i remember that you still owe me one drink," you smirked.

"well i buy the milk, doesn't that count?"

"nope!" you smiled looking up at him, as his arm is around your shoulders. he looked at you adoringly for a moment, making you tilt your head and crunch your eyebrows. silently asking him, "what?"

"we're drinking wine right now," he smirked.

"wine that pietro brought home from italy,"

bucky shrugged, "it's still a drink."

as soon as you two finished eating, he lead you to a small space, between your living room and dining room. he played a cliché song that you secretly love, held you by the waist, and started swaying. 

it really was romantic, with just a few candles lit, your faborite dinner, wine, and a slow song. and of course, your boyfriend, bucky. you just know that this night is gonna be one of your favorite nights in your entire life.

you're not stupid. ever since barkie, which was a few months ago, bucky started bringing up marriage and weddings more often. you'd always say that you'll say yes everytime and he'd say "you're such a spoiler." 

bucky's a really romantic guy. very sweet, understanding and fun, basically just everything you ever want in a guy and more. he's not much of a 'grand gestures' guy, he's a bit more simple but meaningful. 

like tonight; he went for dinner at home with your favorite food, just the two of you and barkie somewhere in the apartment. it was simple, and it was home. 

with your head pressed against his chest, and his head on top of yours, he said, "doll, if i had known the second we met that you were gonna be a huge part of my life, and you were gonna be the love of my life, then i would've told you right then and there how much you'll mean to me."

"but you didn't."

bucky chuckled, "but i didn't. and still, i have no regrets. however, i still would've wanted to have that couple of months with you. although, that doesn't matter anymore. what matters is you're here now, with me, and i wouldn't have it any other way. you're now my best friend and the love of my life. i couldn't have been luckier."

he pulled away, holding your hands, and looked at your eyes, "y/n, you make me happy. you make me laugh so hard that i cry. you make me chuckle at your silly jokes. you make me smile when you tell me something you're passionate about. i've never felt this genuine happiness in a long time."

"someday, i hope that i can make you as happy as you made me. if you let me, i'll do it for the rest of my life."

you told yourself that you expected this. a speech and a proposal. so you told yourself that you weren't gonna cry. yet there you were, standing in the small space between your living room and kitchen, hands covering your mouth and tears threatening to escape from your eyes as your boyfriend went down on one knee, opening a red velvet box.

"y/n, will you marry me?"

"yes," you chuckled, trying to hide the fact that you're already crying, "i told you, i'll say yes, always"

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“Ouch! What was that for, Y/N?!”

Tony yelled and Steve gave you his ever famous ‘eyebrows of disappointment’ when you threw a large pillow towards the cuddling couple. They were just sitting there on the floor, not even making a sound, just enjoying each other’s presence so it was pretty weird that you threw a pillow out of the blue.

You shrugged, “Nothin’ much, just felt like it.”

Everyone’s eyes were on you now. It’s not that you were acting weird, throwing stuff is kinda your thing. It’s just that you haven’t talked the whole time you were all in the common room, and you’ve all been there for an hour. You haven’t been talking for one fucking hour because you honestly felt lonely despite being around a room full of people you considered your family.

Most of them had someone. Tony has Steve, Wanda has Vision, Scott has Hope, Nat has Bruce, though he’s not here at the moment.

That leaves you, Sam, and Bucky, the members of the Single Club.

You loved them both dearly, you do, but you wanted a Steve to your Tony. Probably not the best example because of the whole Civil War thing, but they both truly loved each other, everyone could see that.

“You just felt like throwing a throw pillow to Tony and me while we were just sitting here barely talking?” Steve asked, raising an eyebrow.

“It is a throw pillow,” you said, shrugging once again.

Tony grabbed the pillow and threw it back to you aggressively, "Doesn’t mean you should just throw it out of the blue! Maybe warn us next time?”

Sam laughed, catching the pillow that was about to hit your face, “Don’t mind her, she’s just being bitter.” You smiled at him, "Can’t argue with that.”

“Well, you should try to date then,” Natasha suggested, making you, Bucky, and Sam laugh.

“She kind of gave up on it,” Bucky said and looked at you with a small smirk.

You nodded before drinking from your cup that was on the table, “I always end up in the weirdest places!”

Scott tilted his head, making him look like a confused puppy, “Like where?”

“Uhh..,” you sighed, “Their parents’ basement, a car in the shop, oh and did you forget that one time that I went home covered in blood ‘cause I ended up in a Hydra base?”

Scott nodded with a wrinkled nose, “Yeah, it’s probably safer if you never go on a date again. That basement sounds kinda weird and creepy.”

"Scott, not helping. Y/N, not all guys will bring you to the weirdest places. Believe it or not, some guys are actually pretty great and decent like, uh, Steve here. He’s respectful and kind and caring,” Hope said, completely unaware of the highly offended man beside her.

Tony smirked, “In the bedroom’s a totally different story.”

You laughed at Scott who was now sitting straight, “I’m not just gonna ignore the fact that you used Steve as an example while you’re here cuddling me,” he complained.

"Scott’s okay too, kind of a dumbass, but okay,” Hope said nonchalantly.

Wanda untangled from her lover and leaned forward, “Ooh, maybe who you’re looking for is right in front of you but you may be too bitter to see it,” she said wiggling her eyebrows.

You looked at the person who was seating across from you, “Barnes?”

Okay. He’s good looking, you’ve said that a few times to yourself already. You were friends and you were scared because if you two dated, there was no turning back. You worked really hard to be his friend after he came back from Wakanda. When he came to the tower, he always followed Steve wherever he went. He didn’t really trust anyone except for Steve. He eventually talked to the others who teamed up with him and Steve. Unfortunately for you, you teamed up with Tony. So, you only talked to him after almost a year after he moved in.

You remember it as if it was yesterday, you were teasing Sam about… okay maybe you don’t remember the exact details. It doesn’t matter! You were teasing Sam when he walked into the kitchen. You remember making your voice louder for him to hear even though you know he has supersoldier hearing. He laughed at something you said which made both you and Sam look at him. Bucky was smiling at you. It was the first time you saw it, and damn. “Please, continue teasing Sam. It can be exhausting you know? I’m glad to know that there’s someone who can take my place when I’m not there to do it,” he said sipping his coffee.

That was the day you became friends with Bucky Barnes. Aaaaand betrayed Sam Wilson.

“All I’m saying is, look at Tony and Steve. Hope and Scott. Even Vis and I. We all didn’t date first. We were…co-workers or friends first. We didn’t force ourselves to make a good first impression. We didn’t force ourselves to like the other. It just… sorta happened,” Wanda said, looking at Vision lovingly.

"Well said, Wands,” Nat smiled.

Sam clapped, “Yes! Don’t give up on love, my darling Y/N,” he said enthusiastically.

Wanda frowned and tilted her head, “Not my point.”

“What is it, Wilson?” You said, squinting your eyes.

Sam smiled nervously, scratching the side of his head, “Welllllllll, I may have another blind date for you.”

You crossed your arms in front of you, “No.”

“This is the last one!” Sam grabbed ahold of your ankle that was on his lap the whole time. You tried to kick him off, “You said that 10 dates ago!” you yelled finally sitting properly on the couch.

“10?” Steve asked.

Sam kneeled in front of you, pleading, “This one won’t take you somewhere weird!”

You rolled your eyes, “You said that 11 dates ago.”

Nat waved her hands, gesturing us to stop talking, “You’ve had 12 or 13 blind dates and all of them took you to weird places?”

You nodded. Not all of it was bad though, maybe six or seven of them were gentlemen. The rest of them were fun in a childish way. But the places, oh man, you’ve been to places you never thought you’d end up in on a first date.

“Sam, where do you even meet these people?” Scott laughed, massaging his temples.

You saw a confused Vision turn to Wanda, “Sam has friends?”

Sam stood up, “I swear, this is the– Sam has frie- yes I have friends!”

“Look, Sam, I appreciate your effort to find me love but, I’m sorry, I don’t want you to be my wingman anymore,” you smiled sadly, grabbing his hand.

“But that’s my thing!” Sam frowned, stomping his feet. You rolled your eyes, very mature.

Tony smirked, “So the spot’s open?”

Bucky raised his hand excitedly, “I’ll set you up with someone!”

“No offense but, do you know anyone else besides us, Barnes?” Natasha scrunched her eyebrows at the smiling soldier.

He nodded slowly, “Yes, I do… I-I uh go running outside sometimes, you know?”

“Wait. I didn’t mean immediately!” You yelled causing them to laugh. They didn’t know you weren’t joking. Sam gave you a date every week. Every. Single. Week. That was after the third date. The first three dates he gave you? You called them the Thursday, Friday, Saturday incident. Yep, three dates for three consecutive days.

Bucky nodded, reading your face, “No rush, Y/N. I’m just saying, I have someone who you might be interested in.”

Steve laughed, “Do you even know this guy, Buck?”

You noticed Bucky’s scrunched eyebrows and pouted lips turn to narrowed eyes and tight lips as if he was debating himself about something, “Uhhh… Pretty well actually.”

Wanda suddenly gasped and giggled causing everyone to look at her weirdly. “You okay, Wands?” you raised an eyebrow. She nodded, placing her chin in the palm of her hands, “Mhm! Continue!”

Hope cleared her throat, “This guy is not just someone you passed by or something?”

“You should be asking Sam that,” Bucky defended, making Sam roll his eyes.

Bucky looked back at you with his gorgeous blue eyes and that freaking smile that you love so much, “Y/N give me a chance on matchmakin’?”

You hesitated, “I don’t know. You and Sam might be talking about the same guy”

Sam grunted, standing up, and went over to Bucky who whispered in his ear. Sam’s eyes widened, his mouth forming an ‘o’ shape, turning to a big smile. “Very very different people, Y/N,” Sam’s smile got bigger and bigger as he went back to sit beside you.

You narrowed your eyes at the guys, “You sure?”

Here’s the thing, you don’t really trust those two idiots. They are not exactly friends, they’re more of frienemies. You three team up with one of you to make fun of the other or just prank the other.

They both nodded, “Absolutely.”

You gave in and sighed, “Okay. Just give me a week without a date please.”

“Sure,” Bucky smiled.

Nat cleared his throat, “So Y/N, tell us about every single guy Sam set you up with,” she wiggled her eyebrows, smirking.

You sighed, rolling your eyes. Yeah, this is gonna be a long night.

After the talk about your dating life, the team decided to play some games. These things usually get out of hand as everyone’s competitive, including yourself so you decided to just watch them.

You stood up from your seat to make yourself a popcorn while everyone else grabbed their own snacks. Bucky grabbed a drink from the fridge and stood next to you, watching the popcorn.

“Barnes, tell me all about the guy you’re setting me up with,” you turned to look at him.

He exhaled, “I…hope you’ll like him.”

“That’s it?” You tilted your head, “Come on, tell me more! What’s he like? Where’s he taking me?”

He chuckled, “That’s what the date is for, doll.”

You sighed, “Right, of course.”

There was a moment of silence between the two of you while the rest of the team argued about what game they should play next.

“Is it… Sam?” you asked, breaking the silence.

He laughed, “It’s not, unfortunately. Unless you want me to set you up with him?” he smirked.

You shook your head, “Oh no thanks, he’s like a brother to me, you know that.”

Bucky smirked, leaning closer, “What about me, doll? What am I to you?”

The popping sounds saved you from the question, “I better…uh…the popcorn…I–” you said, doing all kinds of hand gestures. He chuckled and went back to the common room.

Damn, you can’t wait for your date with Bucky– your date with the guy Bucky set you up with. Damn it!

“Okay, these jeans or these leggings?” Wanda held up your choices.

You looked at Wanda confused. “If you have to run from your date or something. We both know you don’t like running in a dress.”

“Oh, smart,” you nodded as you chose the jeans.

Wanda was helping you out for your date tonight. She seems excited about it, you thought. You, on the other hand, are not excited at all. Wanda knows that you were debating on whether you should go or not.

This past week was… something. Bucky kept flirting with you. Sometimes you laugh at it or roll your eyes, but most times you found yourself flirting back. Steve always said how Bucky was a ladies man back in the day and now, you could see why. He’s so confident now and he is naturally charming. The weirdest part about this is that after he flirts with you, he brings up the date. And he’s excited about it! It just does not make sense to you at all.

Wanda was brushing your hair when she noticed your ‘thinking face’, “You’re gonna enjoy this I swear, Y/N,” she smiled at you through the mirror.

You nodded, “Yeah...yeah! I’ve just been thinking about...Bucky. He happily volunteered to set me up with someone then he suddenly becomes flirty every single day before the date… I just--I don’t understand,” sighing, you stood up and looked at yourself at a bigger mirror.

“No one really understands Bucky that much except for Steve,” Wanda laughed. She turned you around and checked whatever else you may need. “You’re good to go, honey!”

“Where’s Bucky?” You asked. Wanda smiled, “He’s out, Sam’s taking you to the...place you’re supposed to meet.”

Sam was awfully quiet driving his car. Something is definitely up. It’s been 15 minutes without him talking. He just hums whenever you talk.

“Alright, we’re here. Enjoy!” Sam said after he opened the car door for you. It was your favorite fast food place. Bucky must’ve told the guy that you love the food here.

You checked your messages for the 5th time tonight, ‘he’ll approach you when you enter :)’ Bucky wrote. You exhaled deeply, entering the restaurant.

“Hi, you look beautiful,” a voice from your left spoke up.

You looked over to see, “Bucky? What are you doing here?”

“I’m James, your date for tonight,” he smiled cheekily.

“Are you kidding me?” You raised an eyebrow, keeping yourself from smirking.

He shook his head, giving you the small bouquet of flowers he was holding. Taking your hand, he brought you to the table where you usually sat whenever you’re here with him. You were trying so hard to hide your smile but when you look at the man in front of you who was still smiling cheekily, you gave up and laughed.

“You know, Bucky told me you were cute and boy was he wrong. You’re beautiful, doll,” he said holding your hand that was on the table.

“Oh yeah? Did he also say that he flirted with me for the whole week after telling me that he’s setting me up on a date with you?” You smirked.

Buck-- James shrugged, “I mean, can you blame him? With you looking beautiful all the damn time, I can’t see why anyone wouldn’t make a move on you.”

You laughed, “Okay, okay. I still don’t understand any of this though.”

His flesh hand found its way on your cheek, making you look at his hypnotizing eyes. “I like you. A lot. You’ve always been so fun to be with, doll. You’re witty and sarcastic most of the time but you can be understanding and sweet when you need to be. You’re fierce and powerful. I just can’t get you out of your head ever since we went on that mission with Sam” he chuckled at the memory, “Remember? You took down the HYDRA agents while wearing that awfully large gown. Later on, we heard you singing a Backsync--?”

“Backstreet Boys”

“Backstreet Boys song, while there were screaming and gunshots in the background. You’re really strong and courageous, Y/N. I absolutely adore you.”

“I didn’t take you to be a sappy little shit, James” you smiled teasingly, “Buttttttt, I absolutely adore you too.”

He laughed, "Good to know, doll. But uhh, spoiler alert, you'll end up in a weird place after this date too."

You smirked, "And where's that?"