Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

It's About Time

TW: Mention of sexual harassment.

You walked into the compound from your date and fell on the couch in the common room. It was past midnight and you were glad to see the room empty and shrouded in darkness. The only light present was from the large wall of windows situated in front of you. Your date had been horrible. The whole night, he talked about himself, delivered backhanded compliments about your appearance, chewed with his mouth wide open, laughed obnoxiously loud, and then groped you outside the restaurant.

This was the fifth date you had been on this month and they just kept getting worse. Nat had set you up on this one. Some lower level agent she had worked with before who she believed wouldn't be as horrible as the others. Wanda had set you up the time before and Steve the time before that. Sam was the first to try his hand at matchmaking, but that date ended in disaster. Even Tony gave it a shot. It seemed all the Avengers were trying to help you find love, but they were missing the mark when it came to picking a winner.

"Worst fucking date ever." You grumbled as you stared out the window, arms crossed over your chest, watching the moon reflect on the large lake off in the distance. You sat, stewing in your frustration, for the next hour.

"Y/n?" A deep voice spoke, startling you out of your thoughts.

You whipped around on the couch and stared at the open area behind the couch. Bucky stood rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Pajama pants hung low on his hips and a black t-shirt clung to his muscular frame. He brushed his long, dark hair from his face as he stared back at you.

"It's one in the morning. Why are you sitting in the dark?" He asked.

"Got back from my date about an hour ago and guess I didn't realize how long I had been sitting here." A strained chuckle escaped your lips. "Why are you up?"

"Came to get some water."

You had been a member of the Avengers for two years. Bucky was one of the first people you met at the compound and you developed a crush on him quickly. He was quiet and shy with new people, but the more you observed him, the harder you fell for him. He would drop the broody, reserved facade in a moment where his mind wasn't occupied with his past. It mostly happened when he was around Steve, but it was a beautiful sight when it happened.

The only reason you had agreed to go on all these horrible dates was to try and get over your crush on Bucky. And that was definitely all it was. A crush. In no way, shape, or form did you ever imagine a whole relationship with the beefy super soldier. Nor had you ever thought about what a life would look like with him. That absolutely hadn't happened...at least that's what you had told Nat and Wanda when they found out about your crush on him. Okay, maybe, just maybe, you more than liked him. But that was something you would only admit to yourself, in your head, in the dark of the night while you laid in your bed.

At this point, you were resigned to the fact that he saw you as nothing more than a co-worker, maybe a friend, but nothing more. It hurt more than you would admit that the man you had developed feelings for didn't reciprocate, but that was technically your fault for never having the guts to tell him. Maybe he really didn't realize you had been flirting with him. Bucky seemed a bit naive when it came to women of the twenty-first century. All your flirting had gone unnoticed by him and you just couldn't bring yourself to come straight out and say 'I like you'.

"So, y-you had a date tonight? How did it, um, go?" Bucky asked, his face registering several different emotions that seemed to go unnoticed by you.

"Horrible, Buck!" You dropped your head into your hands and groaned again.

Bucky came to take a seat next to you on the couch.

"Tell me about it." He reached over and pulled your hands from your face, but didn't let them go.