Marvel one shots [REQUESTS OPEN]

Bucky Barnes - Music

A/n: I highly recommend listening to some 30s and 40s music while reading this 😄💓
This is set in the present time, but you love listening to oldies while cooking.

You gently stirred the sauce you were cooking, not really noticing as you swayed slowly back and forth, "Everybody loves somebody" by Dean Martin playing in the background on your record player. It did play real records, but you didn't have many so you played your oldies playlist through the Bluetooth speakers on it.
You hummed along, adding seasoning, breathing in deeply, the smell of the sauce reaching your nostrils as you sighed in contentment.
"Hey doll," your boyfriend, Bucky's voice rumbled sleepily from right behind you, two arms wrapping around your waist, his head resting on your shoulder.
You could only imagine how much he had to slouch to do that, given your height difference.
"Hi Buck." You smiled, ruffling his already messy hair fondly. "How was your nap?"
"Amazing." He kissed your neck softly. "But I missed you."
"I couldn't sleep long," you added a different seasoning, stirring more. "So I came out here to make dinner."
"It smells delicious." He whispered, followed by more kisses up your neck.

You turned, staying in his arms, your own wrapping around his neck, hands buried in his hair, just where he liked them.
He leaned forward, kissing you warmly, you returning the kiss willingly.

A moment later Bucky moved you further from the counter, gently pushing you away, grabbing your hand and twirling you around to come back against his chest, his other hands on your waist.
The song playing ended and "It's been a long long time" came on, as you smiled. It was one of your favorites.
Bucky smiled back knowingly, holding you closer as you slowly danced through the kitchen.
A little bit ago you never would have thought you could dance like this, but Bucky had been teaching you, bless his heart, he had so much patience.
You didn't speak much as you danced, just enjoyed each other's presence, your head resting on his chest, eyes closed, listening to his heart beat.
"As much as I hate for this to end, I should finish dinner." You said as Bucky twirled you once more, but this time only spun you half way, so you moved back against him, your back his chest, both of his arms in front of you, your hips swaying in sync.
"So soon?" He kissed your temple.
The gentleness that the winter soldier was capable of astounded you. He handled you as though you were made of porcelain and you didn't hate it.
"Yes," you giggled lightly as his lips brushed over a ticklish spot on your neck.
Suddenly he turned you to face him, lifting and setting you on the counter. "Your turn to rest, just tell me what to do and I'll do it." Bucky nodded resolutely.
"Thank you, love." You smiled, drawing him in for one more kiss before he moved to the cutting board.
You gave him instructions here and there, enjoying the view as you watched him cook.
Soon it was ready and you helped set the table, Bucky grabbing you randomly once in a while to place a kiss on your temple, forehead, cheek, or lips.

Sorry, that was kinda short... 😬
I hope you enjoyed, and requests are open per usual. 💓