You're kneeling behind Bucky, tying his hair back with a scrunchie, "You need to cut your hair, Buck." After it's in a small, messy bun, you move to sit beside him.
Bucky gives you a look of disbelief, "What? No!"
"Why not?"
"Because I like when women pull my hair during sex," he gives you a wink and you pretend to gag, which makes him laugh, "I'm joking! ...sorta." He gives you a smirk and you roll your eyes, grabbing the clay mask mixture and stirring it. It's been a week since Bucky confessed his feelings for you. Things have been the same as they were before, but also different. You know now that the things Bucky does now is because he loves you. You see that's become softer with you. He's still his annoying, somewhat perverted self, obviously, but it's only because he still likes to get a rise out of you and making you laugh.
"Okay, but really, Bucky. Cut your hair."
"Noooooo," he whines and leans into you, "If I do, you won't comb it with your fingers and massage my heeeeaaad! And I like it when you do that!"
You move to sit in front of him and begin to spread the clay mask onto his face, "I can still massage your head if you ask."
Bucky smirks, "Will you massage my other head too?"
You pause and glare at him, "Don't make me slap you."
He chuckles, "I'm sorry, Peaches. I'm only joking. "
"Mhm. Now stop talking so I can finish putting this on you." Bucky pretends to zip his lips and remains quiet, silently watching you as you put the mask on him.
You feel his eyes watching you and your cheeks started to heat up. So you quickly finished his mask so you can put yours on, "So it should be fully hard-DON'T YOU START WITH ME JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES!"
Bucky fell onto his back bursting into laughter, "I'm sorry! You just make it so easy, Peaches!"
You stand up and lightly kick his leg and started to walk away. Bucky scrambled to follow you, "Waaaaait! Noooo! Peaches! Don't leave meeeee!"
"Buck! I'm just going to the bathroom so I can put the mask on me!"
"I can do it!"
"I don't trust you."
"Rude."
"Go cry about it."
"Can I cry on your shoulder?"
"No."
"You're so mean to me, Peaches. I confess my undying love for you and this is how you treat me?"
"Not my fault you're an annoying little shit, Buck," you smirk as you begin to apply the mask onto your face.
Bucky gives a hum and then kisses your head, "I'm gonna order the food and get the movie ready." When he walked out of the bathroom, he put his hand on his round stomach. There were butterflies flitting about and he actually like the feeling.
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Bucky inserts a fry into your mouth. You two were sitting on your bed munching on McDonald's and watching Legally Blonde. It was a Friday night and, usually, Bucky would be out on a date or hooking up with someone. But now, he's spending his Friday night like this and, honestly, he really likes it. The clay masks were washed away, his face felt as smooth as a baby's butt! He's cuddling with you, watching a rom-com, and munching on shitty fast food and...he's never felt so happy.
"Yeah, fuck that guy," Bucky murmurs as he stuffs a chicken nugget into his mouth, "If he truly loved her, he wouldn't break up with her for status and shit. If he loved her, he'd respect and love all over her, every part of her. Fuck his status and future career!"
"He wants to be a politician, Buck. What do you expect?"
"True." he presses his cheek against your head and sighs, "This is nice. Can't believe I've been missing out on stuff like this. Can we do this more often?"
"Sure, Buck. Whatever you want."
He snorted, "Careful what you say, Peaches. Might end up takin' advantage of that," he kisses your head again and continued to watch the movie.
While he does, you're starting to have some mixed emotions. Bucky kissing your head and cuddling with you was a recent thing. Bucky did it without thinking and he started to freak out, but you reassured that it was fine. And it was! Bucky kissing you felt...nice. You had to admit you felt a little warm every time he did it. And then when started being clingy and cuddly, it was something incredibly different, yet not unwanted. You've never been held this way, experienced this kind of affection. It was a strange yet exhilarating feeling.
"Peaches?"
"Hm?"
"Do you...like spending time with me?"
You smile to yourself and nod, wrapping your arm around Bucky's belly, "Yeah, Buck. I like spending time with you." You focused back to the tv, completely unaware that Bucky was beaming from ear to ear.
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So This Is Love (Chubby!Bucky College AU)
FanfictionYour friend and roommate, Bucky, is a bit of an annoying fuckboy. He sleeps around as well as tries to be as annoying to you as possible. But here's the thing: you don't mind any of it. Warning: smut in later chapters