The way I loved you

Chapter 13: Don't wait up for me

The next morning, you groaned, waking up as the sunlight was peaking through the curtains, right onto your eyelids. Bucky was asleep next to you, and you decided to get up and make breakfast for the two of you.

Alpine was sound asleep at the foot of the bed, and you gave her a few pets and kisses before heading downstairs.

You didn't wear slippers, so the tile on the stairs and floor was very cold on your feet but you ignored it. Wanting to have breakfast done before Bucky woke up, however you realized that you wouldn't have to rush. Knowing him he sleeps in till 1 in the afternoon.

You made your way down to the kitchen and began making french toast and waffles, not feeling like cooking a whole meal at 9 in the morning. You hummed along to one Vibranium's songs as you got everything together. You opened the fridge to find out that Bucky doesn't have any orange juice, or milk for that matter! He only has soda, water and alcohol!

You scoffed before picking out two diet dr. peppers, pouring them in two glasses before throwing away the cans and closing the fridge.

"Fucking rockstars" you muttered under your breath with a soft chuckle.

You set the table and sat there, waiting for your beloved boyfriend to come down and eat with you. You looked out the window to the pool, and the beautiful hillside view. You could see the tall buildings from the heart of LA, this still all felt so surreal. Like this was some beautiful amazing dream that you were going to wake up from.

Finally, you heard a loud yawn and you saw your rockstar run a hand through his hair, still only in his boxers. You blushed at the sight before quickly composing yourself.
"Took you long enough, I was about to eat your food as well." you smirked and he laughed.

He came behind your chair and kissed you on the cheek. "That wouldn't go over well with me, sweetheart." Bucky smirked before sitting down opposite from you, thanking you for the meal and diving in. You also dive into yours as well, starving from waiting that long. Maybe you shouldn't have waited for him, but oh well.

The day progressed, and you started unpacking your clothes and putting them in the closet, along with your shoes and accessories. Bucky was in the garage, practicing with the rest of the band. You made cookies and lemonade for them and headed down to the garage to serve them. Because you could only imagine how hard they played and worked.

Bucky's face lit up when he saw you, as did everyone else's.

"Awww you're a doll." he cooed and everyone quickly went after the drinks and cookies.

You sat on the couch across from them, Natasha was sitting on the floor, her keyboard in her lap as she sipped a lemonade.

"So, how's the new album coming along?" you asked.

"Pretty good, we're 30 percent done." Sam responded.

"That's good, I'm glad you guys are almost done. Y'all are working pretty hard."

Steve sighed, "Well, we have to if we want top other artists at the grammys."

"I have no doubt you guys will win. Your songs are amazing!"

"Thanks, Y/n. Means a lot." Natasha said.
You smiled at them, and the band then continued to compose new music and practice current songs, as they're going to be performing again in a couple weeks.