Bucky Barnes One Shots

Road Trip

You had spent the weekend with your boyfriends in a nice cabin at the edge of the woods. It was now time to go back to the compound. You walked to the back of the car and put your backpack in the trunk.

"Everything's here?" Steve asked, his footsteps made a soft crackling sound as he crossed the porch. You turned around and glanced at the trunk's content.

"Yeah, I just need to warn Nat that we're heading out." You pulled your phone from your back pocket and unlocked it. "I'm driving. Want to be my co-pilot?"

"Sure thing, sweetheart." Steve smiled, it was so contagious that you couldn't help but giggle.

After a quick call to your mum-friend, you sat behind the steering wheel and waited until your two super boyfriends were inside to pull out of the driveway.

You first started dating Bucky, he was sweet and awkward around you and you fell hard and fast for him. Steve followed Bucky wherever he went, he was Bucky's shadow. When you got to know Steve, you realized how friendly and caring he was.

Bucky noticed how close you were becoming. Neither you nor Steve realised you had feelings for each other before Bucky mentioned it. He wasn't angry, he actually thought it was a good thing.

Bucky was too afraid he might hurt you, but he knew nothing wrong could happen as long as Steve was around. And so the three of you started dating. It was a bit unusual at first and it took some time to get used to it, but you wouldn't want to go back to the way things used to be.

The only fly in the ointment was that Steve insisted you keep your relationship a secret from the others. You didn't object at first, but two years later it was getting a bit frustrating.

"Sweetheart, put the radio on." Bucky said from the backseat.

You did what he asked and looked into the rear-view mirror, he was nodding his head to the rhythm, a happy smile curling up the corners of his mouth. Steve was staring out the window, his foot tapping in time with the music.

"Pack it up, pack it in. Let me begin, I came to win battle me that's a sin." You started to sing out loud, taking your eyes off the road long enough to grin at Steve who cocked an eyebrow at you.

"I won't ever slack up. Punk you better back up." Bucky joined you and gave Steve a playful slap behind his head. "Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll act up.

"Get up, stand up, c'mon put your hands up! If you've got the feeling, jump across the ceiling." You looked back at the road.

Bucky put his metal hand on your shoulder, leaning forward from the backseat to sing with you.

Steve shook his head, a crooked grin tugging at his lips. He pretended to look outside while you and Bucky sang at the top of your voices.

"I know you know the lyrics, Steve. Come on, sing with us!" You removed one hand from the steering wheel to shake his shoulder.

He uncrossed his arms and leaned his head against the headrest with a dramatic sigh.

"I came to get down, I came to get down." He started to sing quietly. "So get out your seat and jump around. Jump around..." He turned his head and smiled at the sight of you and Bucky.

"Jump up, jump up and get down!" The three of you shouted excitedly.

Big smiles flashed across your faces as you sang. The impromptu karaoke lasted until you had to stop for gas.