Sebastian Stan Imagines

Bucky Barnes - Spooky Season

"Boo!" You whisper-shouted, falling into Bucky's arms as he let out an "oof", as he wrapped his arms around you. 

"Ahh, you scared me," Bucky said, dramatically, rolling his eyes. He then eyes you, as you were wearing an orange sweater, some light blue jeans, your shoulder-bag, and your red Chuck Taylors. "You're dressed up, where are you going?"

"I'm going fall shopping!" You exclaimed. "Candles, maybe pick up some pumpkins, ooh, a pumpkin spice latte, maybe some more sweaters, and then go buy some good books."

"Can I go with you?"

"You hate shopping with me. And you say I take too long sniffing all the candles."

"Because you do!"

"I'm a perfectionist when it comes to candles."

"Can I go?"

"No."

"YYYYYYYY/NNNNNNNNN," Bucky whined. "Please? What if there's a bad guy?"

"Then I'll smack him in the face and tell him I'm taken by Bucky Barnes!"

"Please please oh pretty please?"

"Natasha is going with me. I'll be fine."

"You owe me so many cuddles when you get back."

"Deal. Can I go?"

"M'kay. Can you get me a cookie?"

"Anything, Bucky," You said, moving off of him before pecking his lips and meeting Natasha at the door, before both of you left the Compound and went to Downtown New York, blasting The Smiths, Mazzy Star, Fleetwood Mac, Boa, and so many other artists that put you both in the fall mood.

You both bought pumpkins for the whole team so the Avengers could have the traditional Pumpkin Carving contest, then you both spent about half an hour just sniffing candles, before deciding on four different ones, ran down to Goodwill and American Eagle to grab some new cargo pants and sweaters, and last stop was Starbucks, where you both bought some Pumpkin Spice Lattes (Iced or regular), and then chilled in the truck of the car.

"What're you gonna be for Halloween?" Natasha asked.

"I think I'm gonna be Maverick from Top Gun, you know, Tom Cruise?" You said. (Fun fact, that's what I'm gonna be for Halloween.) "Because I can actually fly, and I'm gonna steal Bucky's dog-tags."

"Yeah, he'll love that," 

"He loves me."

"Yeah, I know."

"How are you and Steve?"

"It's a bit strange, actually dating. I haven't really dated before, but Steve is so sweet. He's a charmer."

"Sometimes I think it's that serum."

"Nah, I think they're just old-fashioned, but I'll take it either way."

You guys spent about another forty-five minutes talking, before throwing your cups that had lattes in it away, and then making your way back to the Compound, continuing to blast music with the windows rolled down.

When you arrived, Steve, Tony, and Bucky, came out to help you both carry things inside. Setting them down on the kitchen counter, you helped sort out the things that belonged to Natasha, and then belonged to you, before you and Bucky headed up to your room.

You unlaced your Chuck Taylors, kicking them off before removing your purse and tucking your bags away, before sitting down next to Bucky on the bed, promising him cuddles.

He wrapped his arms around you, taking in your scent, before watching him fall asleep. You shifted next to him, getting comfortable in his arms, leaning against his chest, before you felt yourself falling asleep, as the leaves fell around you.

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Happy Halloween! What're you gonna dress up as? Also, this book made it to 80k reads which is a dream come true, and I have 102 followers, so thank you to those people who have sticked since one year ago when this book was created, and who have been a follower since follower #10 or less. Or more. Thank you!

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