His Doll (Bucky Barnes x OC) (1/2)

Chapter 8

'Shit,' Stacy thought as she woke up to the sun shining through her living room windows. She jumped off her couch and ran to her room to get ready for work.

Just as she was putting on her clothes Bucky walked out of her bathroom with wet hair and a towel around his waist.

"I called your boss and told him you were sick," Bucky told her sitting on the bed.

"What? Why?" She asked.

"You were up until 3:00 in the morning and when you finally went to sleep you were restless, mumbling something about winter before you got up and went to the couch," he told her. "I wasn't gonna have you going into work, running on hardly two hours of sleep, again. It's not healthy, Stacy."

"I don't even remember getting out of bed last night."

"You're exhausted. I want you to lie down, I'll make you breakfast, and then we can take a nap before we meet Steve for lunch. Okay?"

"Fine, but I want to talk to you about something before then."

"We can talk after you get some sleep," he finished saying while tucking her into bed and leaving to find something to make for breakfast.

After breakfast, Bucky laid down in bed beside Stacy pulling her into his chest. The couple just sat in comfortable silence before drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.
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After lunch, Stacy and Bucky went back to her apartment. They sat on her couch, Stacy had laid her head on his chest.
"What did you need to talk to me about?" Bucky asked.

"I wanted to ask for your opinion on the subject first."

"Okay, shoot."

"What do you think about us moving in together?" she asked. "I mean, I'm only suggesting it because we are together every night and it would probably be easier. We wouldn't have to go back and forth every day for clothes and stuff." She had begun to ramble. She had begun to think that it wasn't such a good idea anymore once she saw the look on his face.

"I think it's a great idea. Steve's been looking to get a place of his own for a little while and I am gonna need a new roommate," he told her smiling at how nervous she had become.

"Really! I mean, are you sure, it was just a thought and I don't want to do it unless you are one hundred percent on board."

"I am one thousand percent on board with it. I just have one question though."

"Go ahead."

"I'm going to be moving into your place right?"

"Only if you want to, I will be perfectly happy moving into your apartment if that's what you want."

"I guess you need to make room in your closet then," he told her, smiling.

"Yeah, I guess I do."

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A/N: First update in almost three months. Hope whoever is reading enjoys it.