Marvel Imagines pt. 5

Daylight Burns pt. 2 ❤️‍🔥 Bucky Barnes (🥀)

Song: The Moody Blues - Nights in White Satin (when I heard this song I got inspired immensely, I highly recommend you listen to this song)

Something sweet for you because I obliterated you with angst lately.
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The snow falls form the skies above you. It tickles your nose and face. Winter is your favourite season. You get to stay out almost all day, there's snow so there's nobody questioning your cold hands.

You get to experience a lot more of the world around you in Winter. Even more so now that you've got Bucky to show you around.

'What are you thinking?' Bucky asks as he looks at you. Admiration fills his eyes whenever he does.

'I love winter... and I uh... I've never enjoyed it more than now...' you smile at him. It's not a smile that shows your teeth. You're not ready to show them to Bucky in public yet. There's a risk of other people seeing them.

'I agree with you on that one, winter has been more fun for me with you there as well...everything has been better with you there.. I'm beginning to believe the universe made me open the window on purpose...'

'We own the universe a "thank you" then...' you chuckle.

'Come on, let's go home...'

Ever since your first encounter, there was this attraction. You've been known for enticing people with your bright blood-coloured eyes, it's a power some vamps possess. But there was something different with him. He didn't need to look into your eyes to feel weak in the knees.

Was it the laughter you let out when he made dinner and accidentally switched the red wine glasses?

He got a full gulp of blood and tried to play it off. You could see it right on his face, you could smell it too. You knew it was coming and yet the roaring laughter was something you didn't expect.

Could it also be the way you play the piano that had been collecting dust over the many years he owned it?

The way your face remains so stoic, but the music is full of passion makes him swoon over you sooner than he predicted in the past.

Or did it happen to be the way you look at him with such a different look?

You don't judge or find yourself disgusted by him. You understand him better than anyone. It's like you're a godsend.

He'll wake up in the middle of the night and you'd be staring out of the window. You'd be by his side before he would even be able to blink.

And then those fangs. Bucky has no idea why does fangs have such an effect on him but they do. It's the most beautiful thing Bucky has ever seen.

Bucky opens the door and pulls your hand. You drawl after him with a big smile on your face. You gently nudge him against the wall before pushing your lips against his.

'Oooh so it's that kind of night huh?' He chuckles. 'Not necessarily.., I just wanted to kiss you... it's weird.. I've never felt this way with anyone before...' your arms wrap around his neck while his hands go to your waist.

'You're like 400 years old... you say that you've never loved anyone?' He cocks a brow at you.

'Well I mean... I am no virgin... but it all didn't mean that much to me... until I met you...'

'You have no idea what that does to me... I'm in love with you...'

'Well good thing that I am in love with you as well mister Barnes... else you would be quite the stalker...'

'Me? Stalking the elderly?' He jokes and you playfully slap him.

'I'll go make us some wine okay?' He pecks your lips and you let him go.

He hates admitting it but you're stronger than him. And faster. And more athletic.

You take off your coat and sit down on the couch. You let out a pleasant sigh. It's already dark outside again and that's usually when the fun begins.

'Here you go...' Bucky hands you a glass that seems to be way too light for it to be blood. 'Uhm Buck?'

'No no... I did it right this time... so shush...' he instructs you. 'Okay...' you reply with a smirk, he will find out the hard way.

He takes a huge gulp and his face scrunches up in disgust as he lets the part he hasn't swallowed fall back into the glass. He makes something like a gagging sound before motioning to switch the glasses.

'Oh that definitely sounds like a man who got the glasses right this time...' you rub it in while he gulps down half of his red wine.

'Okay I didn't get it right..'

'You don't say...' you laugh.

He should be mad at you for rubbing it in but he can't find any anger. He will never find anger towards you, he beliefs that.

Your laugh is way too addictive.

And he can't wait to hear it for the rest of his life.