Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

White Wedding*

One shot.

Two shots.

Red shot.

Blue shot.

Nat, Wanda, and Yelena were plowing you with shot after shot and you downed every one. Tomorrow was not only Christmas Eve, but also your wedding day. You should be in bed getting your beauty sleep, but instead you were having a last minute bachelorette party. Your only saving grace was that Bucky was too protective to have a separate bachelors party, so you were celebrating at the same bar and he would make sure you didn't get too drunk. He was hellbent on marrying you and he wouldn't let anything keep you from walking down the aisle to him. Yelena handed you another shot, but this time you pushed it away.

"I can't Lena. If I do any more, I'm going to be too hungover to go to my own wedding."

"Oh, come on. One more won't hurt." She said, pushing the shot back towards you.

"That's what you said four shots ago. Where's Pepper? She's my voice of reason."

"Her and Tony left a few hours ago." Wanda said. "By the way, it's almost midnight so if you want to see Bucky before then you might wanna go find him."

"This whole 'can't see the bride before the wedding' superstition is bullshit." You grumbled.

"It's an old wives tale, but it's become a wedding tradition." Nat said, pulling you off the stool you were occupying. "Now go give your man one more kiss before officially becoming Mrs. Barnes."

"Fine. How long do I have?"

"Half an hour. He's at the bar staring at you like he's been doing all night." Wanda replied.

You left the three women at the table and pushed through the crowd to find Bucky. Just like Wanda said, Bucky was sitting next to Steve with his back to the bar watching you walk towards him. You smiled lazily at him and wedged yourself between his legs, arms wrapping around his neck as you kissed him.

"Hey, doll. You having a good time?" He asked.

"Yeah, but the girls are about to take me back to the compound for the night."

"That's not a bad idea. If you stay much longer I might end up in a fight. There's a group of guys in the corner that have been staring at the four of you for the past hour." He said, cutting his eye towards a table full of men.

"Forget about them, baby." You slid your hands down to his chest and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "How about we slip into the bathroom and have a little fun before I go? I won't be able to see you until I walk down the aisle tomorrow."

"That's the best idea I've heard all night, doll." Bucky nipped at your ear lobe and squeezed your ass. "Let's go."

Bucky grabbed your hand and pulled you to the back of the building and down a dark hallway. Luckily, the bathroom was empty and you were able to slip inside without anyone seeing the two of you. Bucky flipped the lock and turned to see you had already hopped up on the sink counter. He smirked and stepped between your legs like you had done at the bar. His fingers trailed up the outside of your thighs, over your hips, and settled on your waist.

"This seems like a dream." Bucky whispered.

"What does?"

"That we're getting married tomorrow and I get to spend the rest of my life with you."

"It's not a dream, Buck. After tomorrow, I'll be your wife and we'll finally be able to start the next chapter of our lives." Your hands cupped his cheeks and pulled his lips to yours.

Bucky gripped your waist and kissed you fiercely. He pulled you off the counter and flipped you around. The edge of the counter bit into your hips, but the sting of pain only intensified your need for him. Your eyes connected with his in the mirror and a devilish smile spread across his handsome face. He pushed your dress over your ass and looked back at you as if he were asking for permission.