As requested by : Hi !😊 I have a request [ sounds so demanding,a suggestion? If you want to lol] I've been really loving Needy Bucky 😉 like big puppy dog needy distracting u from tasks or pouting when ur giving others attention, wanting to get his hair played with, being a little shit trying to make u guilty in a funny way ; I find it adorable when people write him that way Anyway see ya later love you btw if u have time or if you dont it's cool whatever you write is always good btw chubby barnes is everything
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You sat on the couch of the apartment of your favorite customer, now boyfriend, Sergeant Bucky Barnes. Your diner uniform was folded up on a chair in his bedroom and you were now donning an oversized tshirt and a pair of Bucky's boxers. You loved them because on the back they had the words 'Kiss My Ass'.
You rested your back against the arm rest, your legs stretched out before you. Laying on top of them was said boyfriend. He cheek was pressed against your bare thigh, you could feel his growing stubble poking at your skin.
In one hand, you held open a new book that you bought. Your other hand was playing with Bucky's hair. He no longer wanted to fashion the buzzcut he wore for the past ten years or so while he's been a cop. He wanted something different and you were all too excited to see him grow out his hair, seeing pictures of him when he was younger.
"Not saying that you're not sexy now, babe, but damn were you hot with longer hair!" you exclaimed when you saw a picture of Bucky holding newborn Becca.
He chuckled as he hugged you from behind, "Yeah. That was when I was, as the kids would say, a dilf."
You snorted, "Was? You're still a dilf, babe."
That conversation definitely spurred on the idea of growing out his hair. It's longer now, not as long as it was then, but still. He totally forgot how much he loved when his hair was being played with.
He remembers how his ex, Dot, would play with his hair. Eventually, she found it annoying and her touch wasn't filled with love when she did it. It was like it was inconvenience. But your touch? He could that affection and adoration you had for him. It was so soft and gentle. He was basically purring under your touch.
You pull your hand away from his hair as you turned the next page of your book. Bucky was waiting for your touch to return but it never did. He blindly reached for your hand, setting it back onto his head, "Don't stop, sugar. C'mon," he mumbled.
You giggled and pulled your hand away, "In a minute, Bucky, I'm almost done with this page and I need my hand to turn it."
He groaned, "Sugaaaar!" he lifted his head, giving you a pout and his best puppy eyes, "Please? It feels so nice."
You smirked, "Almost. Just wait."
"I don't wannaaaa." he swiped your book out of your hands, dog-earring the page you were on and tossing it onto the coffee table, "Pay attention to meee! You've been reading that book ever since I got home from work! A man needs some lovin'!"
You leaned forward, grabbing Bucky's pudgy cheeks into your hands and you pulled him into a kiss. You could feel him smiling against your lips as he grabs a hold of your shirt, trying to tug it off you.
You pulled away shaking your head, "Ah ah. Becca in her room and still awake. We are not having sex out in the open like this especially while your daughter is here."
He hmphed, "You're really torturin' me, sugar." You shrugged and pat his rounded stomach as you pushed him off you and began to walk away, "Hey! Where you goin'?"
"I'm feeling peckish."
"Well you can peck my lips! So get back here!"
You laughed as you continued your short journey to the kitchen, "Nice try, Sarge!" you could hear him grumbling as you open the cabinet, eyes searching for something you could snack on. You already ate dinner, so it wasn't like you were hungry.
"Sweetness, please come back to the couch with me," Bucky murmured as he hugged you from behind.
You smiled to yourself as you grabbed a bag of Cheetos, Bucky's favorite snack, and walked out of his arms, "I think I'm gonna see what Becca's up to."
"Now you're just being mean!" Bucky followed you to his daughter's room. You knocked on the door and you heard a muffled, "Come in!"
Becca was laying on her stomach on her bed, a book open in front of her, "Whatcha doin', Becca?" you asked as you opened the bag of Cheetos and hopped onto her bed. Bucky remaining in the threshold looking at you with pleading eyes.
"Reading the book you got me! I'm halfway done already!" she brought it up to show you that she was, indeed, at the halfway point of the book.
"You got her a book?" Bucky asked curiously, brows furrowing.
Becca held it up to show her dad, "Yeah. After she picked me up from Uncle Steve's she took me to the bookstore. Y/N said I should read this one." It was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, "I love it! And it's part of a series!" she turned to you, "Will you get me the other books?"
You nodded with a smile, "Of course." you pulled her in for a hug. You looked up at Bucky to see that fond and soft smile on his face, the one that was reserved for you. You then checked the time and ruffled Becca's hair, "Better get ready for bed, kid. It's getting late."
"Okay. After I finish this chapter."
You chuckled as you said, "Okay," and moved off her bed.
You walked out of the room, Bucky behind you, "Okay. Now you saw what Becca's doing, can you pay attention to me now?"
You shrugged, that mischievous look in your eyes that Bucky knew would always lead to trouble, "In a bit. I still haven't eaten my snack yet."
Bucky, having enough of your antics, growled and grabbed your hand, dragging you to his bedroom, "Buck! What're you doing?!"
"While you have your snack, I'm gonna have mine and I'm 100% sure mine is much sweeter than yours, sugar." he gives you a smirk and a wink before pulling you into the room and closing the door behind you.
You were in for quite the treat.
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Sweet As Cinnamon Sugar (Chubby!Bucky Cop AU)
FanfictionThe love story of an insecure divorced, single father cop and a good-hearted, sweet as sugar, diner waitress.