Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers imagines

Sparring- Bucky

Y/N's PoV
I wake up earlier than usual and see Bucky wasn't beside me. It was either a bad dream woke him or he just naturally woke up early like me. Either way he'll more than likely be in the training room. I throw on some leggings and a sports bra before heading downstairs to find him. When I reach the training room, I see I was correct. "Bucky, baby. Why are you awake?" I ask him as I walk up to him and the punching bag he was repeatedly hitting.

"Its nothing Doll, why are you awake?" He stops to put both hand on my shoulders.

"Just woke up early thats all." I shrug.

"as long as you're ok."

"Wanna spar?" I ask. "I'll go easy on ya."

"Sure." Bucky chuckles and steps onto the mat with me. I run at Bucky and jump, wrapping my legs around his neck and swiftly bringing him to the ground. I pin my boyfriend to the ground but his hands go to my waist and slowly to my ass.

"Hey, we're supposed to be fighting, not fucking." I laugh.

"Fight now, fuck later I guess." Bucky smirks and thats when he flips us around and I'm pinned to the mat.

"You little cheat."

"If it makes you feel any better I'll let you tell people you won." Bucky tells me.

"You're such an ass." I put my hands on his face. "Oh but I'm so in love with you."

"I love you too Doll."