while you sleep | bucky barnes x reader

chapter fourteen

Disclaimer: Chapter includes some suggestive content

After a couple of days had passed, Bucky had approached you with the idea of going on another date. At first, you were greatly hesitant. The memories of the Hydra man telling you their first glimpse of you was during a date couldn't escape your mind. You had brought it up to Bucky as gently as you could but he assured you, you had nothing to worry about. Those at the facilities were..."gone." He had simply put it at that. You didn't want to think about how deep the organization may actually run seeing as they had been able to be under the radar for a while. But you forced yourself to put the rest of your great concerns away and, eventually, agreed to a date.

Bucky thought the movies could be a fun thing for you two to do. He admitted he hadn't been to one in quite some time and was interested to see what was out there in terms of genres. That led you two to sitting at the kitchen counter in the compound, leaning over the newspaper, skimming the movie showtimes. You didn't have the heart to tell him you could've just looked this up on your phone.

"What about an action movie?" Bucky asked. You scooted your stool closer to read the title he was pointing at. You had to admit, you were getting pretty comfortable at the compound, having declared this one particular stool yours in the kitchen. You were harboring a lot of concerns over your apartment. It still sat in your mind as the, well, the initial scene of the crime. The start of that incident. Thankfully, no one seemed bothered by your extended stay and you thought Bucky seemed to secretly enjoy playing house in this capacity.

"I don't know," you shrugged. "They're so hit or miss. We might not like it."

Bucky hummed. "If we don't like it, it'll just give us an excuse to make out."

You couldn't help the small giggle that escaped your lips. It was a rare occurrence lately and Bucky always looked relieved when you'd show any signs of getting closer to peace. "Is that why you want to go to the movies, Buck?"

Your soulmate scoffed, shaking his head with a little cheeky grin. "You mean to tell me you really watched every movie you went on a date to see?"

"Oh, hush," you smirked back as Bucky playfully rolled his eyes. "I guess nothing really changes over the years."

This banter was good - it felt good. You weren't in pristine condition but this was maybe showing some progress. Crying in bed with Bucky seems like a lifetime away despite just being a day or so ago. Concerns of various formats weren't vanishing so fast, though. Especially in the realm of nightmares. You hadn't brought it up to anyone but it was like something had reset in the bond. While they weren't as obnoxious, you weren't getting dreams of Bucky reading or any cute shit like that.

"How about a horror movie? That could be fun," Bucky said. "I can hold you when you get scared."

You bit your lip. "Who said I get scared during horror movies?"

Bucky shook his head, letting out a light laugh. "You're making this impossible, doll."

Before you could tell him to quit it, someone entered the kitchen. The person came up behind you two and began looking over your shoulder at the movie times. "Going to the movies?" Steve asked.

You and Bucky turned to him, nodding. "We can't figure out what we want to see, though."

Steve hummed as his eyes raked over the page. "How about a romance?" He suggested. "Bucky used to cry his eyes out over those."

Immediately, Bucky began spewing protests left and right calling Steve the biggest liar while you couldn't help but genuinely crack up at the situation. It was a nice thing, you thought, sitting here laughing over something silly between Bucky and Steve. Almost like you were getting on and everything was figuring itself out. Maybe today would be the day it all finally took a turn.