{Space Song- Beach House}
You woke up early with a terrible head ache. You rolled around in bed hoping it would go away. After about 20 minutes you got up frustrated and walked to the kitchen to get some Advil.
You heard the tv from the living room assuming that Sam was watching something. You went through the shelves where you kept your medicine.
"You're up early."
You got a jump scare and jumped from surprise, turning around. Sam was leaning against the wall with a cheeky smile on his face.
"I have a really bad headache." You said.
"Here." He pulled the drawer where you kept your keys, can openers and other random junk.
You took it with some water and thanked Sam.
"I don't know what it was doing in there but thanks."
"We all use it often, no point in putting it all the way up there. Breakfast?" He pointed to the frying pan that had an omelette in it.
"Mm no, not hungry." You shook your head finishing the glass of water and putting it down into the sink.
"I'm in the living room if you need me." Sam said walking away. And just before he turned the corner he dramatically turned around and pointed to the sink "You better wash that glass miss." And then left.
You laughed walking back to the sink, rinsing the glass and putting it away. You soon realized you weren't going back to bed. You went to watch tv with Sam not bothering to change into normal clothes, just stayed in your pajamas.
"What are you watching?" You jumped over the back of the couch landing next to Sam.
"Well you came out of nowhere. Couldn't go back to bed?"
"Yeah how's your arm?" You said.
"Actually really good."
You nodded.
"Hey do you mind if Bucky comes over?"
Sam looked at you genuinely surprised. "Comes over as in like here."
You nodded. "I mean I'd understand if you'd say no because-"
"Oh no I'd definitely say yes. I haven't had enough awkward in my life yet to say no to this."
"I don't want it to be awkward Sam."
"I do." He smirked. You rolled your eyes.
"I'll do my best I promise."
"Thank you Sam," you sang leaning onto his shoulder.
"I'm totally going to make him play board games." Sam whispered.
"You totally are." You nodded whispering back, relieved that Sam reacted the way he did.
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"Bucky it's me." You knocked on his door.
"H-hey." He opened it. He had a very scrunched up shirt on and his hair was dripping wet.
"Are you okay?" You said looking at him, only then noticing the towel.
He realized what you were talking about "Uh yeah I just got out of the shower."
"Well you really over did it with the shirt." You smiled. He chuckled awkwardly.
He let you in and told you to wait a second. He came out of the bathroom changed into another adorable sweater. He had a towel in his hands and put it on his head rubbing his hair quickly, drying it in the cutest way. You looked down suppressing a smile.
"Do I have to go?" He asked, throwing the towel on the couch. He shook his head aggressively and then brushed his hair back with his hand. You let out a giggle, but he didn't notice.
"Well no you don't have to. We can just go to the park or something, but it could be fun. It's Sam."
He nodded "Yeah maybe."
"Do you have a brush?" You asked.
"A what? A brush? For like hair?" He said perplexed.
"Yeah a brush."
He nodded leaving back to his bathroom. He came back and threw the brush to you, thinking that you needed it.
"Come here," you motioned.
"What, why?" He came closer.
"Just come here," you pulled him down beside you and moved back behind him.
"Oh are we back at the hair salon?" He joked.
"Mhm," you took out a hair band. You brushed his damp hair untying small knots that appeared from the way he dried his hair.
You gathered all his hair into your right hand and tied it into a small bun with your left.
You crawled in front him and took out a few strands of hair next to his face.
"Look at you all handsome," you said. He suppressed a grin. There was a small pause. You couldn't take your eyes off of him, you admired his face like it's the first time you'd seen it. A 'Greek God', as you used to call him, was a pretty accurate description that summed up what he looked like. And god you were never getting over those icy blue eyes. They were amazingly innocent but shallow and steady.
Bucky stared back at you not saying anything.
His hand met your cheek rubbing it slightly. Your eyes glanced at his lips. You fought the urge to just kiss him right there, you weren't certain if he wanted that as much as you did. His cold hand pressed against your warm cheek, fitting perfectly.
"Hey Y/N," he said in a quiet voice.
"Yes?"
"Can I kiss you?" He asked. You looked down hiding your face that was totally red.
"Or not?" Bucky said quickly not getting a response.
You looked back up seeing his facial expression. You let out a small laugh before leaning forward pressing your lips against his. You deepened the kiss after some time, your hands moved up to his neck and his moved to your waist. You didn't notice how much you were leaning in until Bucky's hand slipped making him fall on his back. You both laughed. You were over him with your hands next to his head, your hair was covering your face and Bucky tried to tuck it behind your ear but it kept falling out.
You chuckled laying down onto him with your head on his chest. He put his hands on your back stroking it with the tips of his fingers. You smiled shuffling your head.
"Guess what I'm writing on your back," he said.
He drew lines and circles on your back, while you tried to understand.
"I," you began. He hummed in response.
"L, O, V," you didn't have to keep guessing but you continued anyway.
"E. Y, O, U."
He finished patting your back.
"I love you too Bucky," you lifted your head off of his chest and moved forward, your lips connecting with his again. You felt him smile against you making you smile in response. You broke the kiss with a huge grin on your face.
"That was a pretty big Harry Potter moment." You said.
"Huh?"
"Answer 'Always' to what I say to you ok?"
He nodded.
You took a deep breathe, pretending to get into character. "After all this time?" You nodded.
"Always." He answered, not getting the reference at all. You kissed him again laying back down to your previous position.
"Will you explain?" He finally said.
"No. We're watching Harry Potter tonight."
