Avengers: Reader Inserts

Torture Part 1 ~ Bucky Barnes x Reader

 Word Count: 5,645ish

Summary: A miscommunication happens between you and Bucky, and it all comes tumbling down from there.

Warnings: minor agnst (like very minor compared to the 2nd part), miscommunication, kidnapping

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You giggled as Bucky pulled you by the hand through the New York City streets. They were bright and bustling, seemingly more than usual. But it had been awhile since the two of you were able to go on a date night outside of the upstate compound. The two of you barely see each other once night a week, constantly getting pulled in different directions because of missions. It was nice to have a few nights off, especially since Bucky was so willing and ready to plan a date night. It was unusual for him to venture outside of the compound for things besides missions. But he would do anything for you.

Bucky chuckled as you were dragged behind him, struggling to keep up. He knew that he could just carry you or walk the same speed as you, but you two and reservations to make at a fancy restaurant Tony had suggested and then tickets to a Broadway show that you hadn't stopped bugging Bucky about for months. He hadn't listened to a single song besides you singing it, but he was pretty sure he knew every word from just listening to you.

"Bucky!" You squealed, after almost running into another couple. "Slow down!"

"Can't, sweetheart," Bucky replied, barely glancing back. "Don't want to miss our reservations."

"I know but you might lose me along the way."

He turned slightly, giving you a smirk with a twinkle in his dashing blue eyes. "I wouldn't dream of it."

You giggled a few more times on the way to the restaurant, where you were then seated in probably the finest private room you'd ever been in. You questioned how Bucky could afford it and he laughed it off, slyly showing you Tony's credit card he had stolen. You reprimanded him with a smile and he only shrugged, slipping the card away again.

The dinner was lovely. Elegant, small, expensive portions that made Bucky vow to get snacks at the show and a treat afterwards. You knew it was more for him than you, but you happily agreed. Any chance to spend more time with him.

The Broadway show was better than you had ever imagined it would be. You were grinning from ear to ear, quietly mouthing along with the songs. Bucky could hardly keep his eyes on the stage, he was too busy watching you. The way your eyes lit up when your favorite character entered the scene or when each first note of a song was played. The way your brows furrowed as emotions rose or when you would excitedly grab onto him and whisper, "This is my favorite part!" With each time you told Bucky that, he would chuckle and press a kiss to your forehead. He would stay in this moment with you forever if he could. The outfit you were wearing was perfect on you, not to mention your eyes and smile. You lit of the whole room, so incredibly bright.

You left the show clinging onto Bucky's metal hand as you leaned into him and rambled on about every one of your favorite moment's from the show. Which happened to be most of them. Bucky smiled as you continued to talk all the way to the ice cream joint he had Googled durning intermission. You wouldn't even stop praising the show at the ice cream parlor, forcing Bucky to order for you. He handed your ice cream over to you as he lead you back out to the street, heading back towards the car he had borrowed from Tony, with his actual knowledge of it.

Bucky held the car door open for you and you slipped in, sighing as you got comfortable. He quickly went around and got in the driver's seat. He started the car and you were soon heading out of the city.