Bucky Barnes One Shots

Mine

Summary: You and Bucky broke up and he doesn't want you to go on your date.
Word Count: 2.1k
Warnings: Smut, praise kink, bit of cockwarming, territorial Bucky.
Wrote this while listening to Christmas music :)

"Natasha I need to borrow that dress." You say as you walk into the kitchen. You spot Bucky and feel the wind get knocked out of you. He sees you and looks away. Nat notices the tension and walks over to you.

"Okay come on." She says as she takes your hand and walks out of the room.

Once you and Nat are out of Bucky's vision, he turns to Steve. "Why does y/n need to borrow one one Natashas' dresses?" He asks.

Steve and Sam exchange a glance. Sam picks up all the glass cups and blocks anything sharp. "Uh... y/n has a um... she has a um... a date tonight." Steve says.

Bucky's jaw tightens and he grips the counter tightly. Metal hand causing a small crack in the marble. "With who?" Bucky asks through gritted teeth. Flames burning on the top of his head as anger dances in his eyes.

"Some guy she met at the coffee shop a while back." Sam says.

"You've got to be fucking shitting me." Bucky bites his bottom lip in frustration.

"Why are you so mad?" Sam stupidly asks.

"We dated for two years. I was going to marry her. I am, going to marry her. Not that fucking coffee shop boy." Bucky angrily says as he storms out of the kitchen. Rage blinding him.

He knew exactly who you're going out with. The guy from the coffee shop who had his eyes on you since the moment you stepped in. Even when you were with Bucky, that fucking asshat didn't try to hide his flirting. Slipping you notes that Bucky would rip up and toss in the garbage can. Always giving you free desserts, but not knowing anything about you, so most of them you didn't even like. Bucky thought that was hilarious. Some dude trying to flirt with his girl in front of him. Well, you're not his girl anymore.

Jealousy got the best of Bucky. He started to accuse you of cheating. Saying that you were off with coffee shop boy when you weren't. Eventually you ended it because you were fighting all the time and you couldn't take it anymore. 

Bucky walks up the stairs to your floor. Hoping that the extra time walking will help him calm down. He was wrong.

He burst through your door. There you stood. Wearing a black skin tight dress that was waaaaaayyyyy too short.

You're not very comfortable wearing it, but Nat told you it's fine. What you don't know, is that she hopes Bucky sees you in the dress and fucks you before you can leave for your date. She ships you two way to hard.

"Out Natasha." Bucky says, not taking his eyes off of you. Nat quickly stands to her feet and walks past Bucky.

"Please fuck her." She whispers to him as she walks out.

Bucky shuts the door and locks it as he takes slow, but long, strides over to you. His eyes focusing— a bit too long— on how much cleavage you're showing. "It seems I was right about coffee shop boy." Bucky says.

"Uh no. You said I was with him while I was with you. That was a fat lie." You say. "And his name is Derek."

"I don't give a fuck about what his name is." Bucky says. "You belong with me."

"Look Taylor Swift, you and I are done. You had your chance, you blew it." You say.

"Jesus Kelly Clarkson. I miss you, baby doll. I miss everything about you. Your laugh. Your smile." Bucky steps closer to you and grabs your hand. He pulls it to his mouth and kisses the inside of your wrist. "The way you laugh so hard no noise comes out. The way you smile so big your face starts to hurt. I miss holding you at night. I miss taking showers with you. I miss seeing you dressed in my clothes. I miss watching your face when I fuck you." Bucky says.