Avengers: Reader Inserts

Say Something ~ Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2,325ish

Summary: Bucky doesn't speak up when he should.

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This mission had be grueling. You and Natasha had been gone for almost three weeks, with the mission almost being unsuccessful multiple times. You were basically dragging your feet, too tired to pick them up, as you entered your and Bucky's shared apartment in the compound. Instantly, the smell of your favorite food hit your senses. You almost melted against the door as you shut it.

"Doll? Is that you?" Bucky's voice called, most likely from the kitchen.

"Yeah," you responded, slipping off your boots as leaned up against the door.

Slowly, you made your way to the kitchen. There, your eyes feel upon a sight you would never get used to. Bucky Barnes, the Winter Solider, had an apron on, the table set, and was finishing dishing up the food onto serving plates and bowls.

"Hey, sweetheart," he smiled at you as you came in further.

"What did I do to deserve all this?" You asked, grinning.

"Where do you want me to start?" With a plate and bowl in his hands, he made his way over to you to give you a long kiss. "I missed you."

"I missed you too."

He set down the food on the table, pulling out a chair for you. "How was the mission?"

"Long," you answered as he pushed in your chair.

"Tell me about it," Bucky chuckled, sitting across from you. "I can see why you go all crazy waiting for me to come home."

"Excuse me?" You teased.

"I'm joking, I'm joking." He raised his hands in defense. "I just really missed you." The two of you began dishing up food for yourselves. "How'd the mission go?"

"You know, same old, same old. We almost didn't make it out of there a few times."

"You injured. A few scrapes and bruises, nothing a little time with you won't fix." You took a bite of the food, moaning with pleasure. "I love this so much."

Bucky chuckled. "That's why I made it, doll."

The two of you talked as you ate. Laughing and simply enjoying each other's company. Once you were done, you stood up, grabbing some dishes. Bucky was quickly up, hands taking the dishes from you.

"Oh, no, no, no, doll," he rushed. "Let me take care of this."

"I can do the dishes, you cooked," you responded.

"Yes, but you've just had a long mission and your tired. Why don't you go sit on the couch? I'll do the dishes then come over and take care of you."

"Bucky-"

"Nope. No fighting this. I'm in charge tonight."

"Yes, sir." You playfully saluted before heading over to the couch.

You sat on the couch so that you were facing the kitchen. Your arms rested on the back of the couch, with your heading resting on them as you watched Bucky work. You were so in love with the man, falling more and more in love with him with each passing second. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with the man.

After fishing up the dishes and drying his hands, Bucky came over to you. He sat beside you on the couch, giving you a kiss before pulling your feet into his lap and massaging them. You tried to bite back the grin that was forming as you watched the man with big heart eyes. Noticing your staring, he looked up at you.