Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

My Love (Alternate Ending)

TW: This story involves death and grieving. Please skip if you do not wish to read this part.

1 year later

Becca pulled you down the sidewalk by your linked arms. You weren't sure where she was taking you, but she was excited. Saturday was usually reserved for you and Bucky, but since he was working a case, Becca surprised you and dragged you from the house. No matter how many times you asked her what she had planned, she just giggled and mimicked zipping her lips. You tried coaxing her back home with the promise of wine, pizza, and binging her favorite show, but she refused.

"Ta-da!" Becca said as she stopped in front of a light blue door.

You gazed at the golden words painted on the door and saw that Becca had brought you to a spa.

"Today you're getting pampered, Y/n. Me and you will be spending the day getting facials, massages, manicures, hair. I scheduled us for the works."

"Becca, why?" Your lips parted and your eyes widened a fraction.

"I just thought you could use it. You've been working so much lately and haven't taken much time for yourself."

After the events with Steve had settled, you remembered the promise you made to yourself. You were doing the things that made you happy. Making the most of your time with Bucky and his family, maintaining your job as Fury's assistant, working towards growing your graphic design company, picking up the hobbies you had let fall to the wayside. It didn't leave you much time to pamper yourself. You appreciated Becca, but what she planned was too much.

"Thank you, Becca. But this wasn't necessary. We could've just grabbed coffee."

"Uh, no." She raised her brow and looked offended. "Look, I wasn't supposed to say anything, but Bucky asked me to arrange this. He wanted to do something special for you."

"I'm so confused. Why does he want to do this for me? Our anniversary isn't for another month, so I don't understand why he wants to do all this now."

"Y/n, I'm your best friend, so I'm going to politely urge you to shut up and just accept my brother's kindness. It'll make sense later."

"Now I'm even more confused." You sighed.

Becca chuckled at the exasperated look on your face and linked her arm with your again. She pulled you inside the spa where you were offered drinks before your massage appointment. After several hours of having every service imaginable, you were back on the sidewalk and Becca was pulling you along once again.

"Now where are we going?" You questioned.

"Shopping." She replied simply.

"Oh, did Bucky pay for a shopping spree now?"

"Not a spree, but he did instruct me to help you find a new outfit. In his words, 'one that would be perfect for a romantic date night'."

"So, he planned a date and this is why he's doing all of this?"

Becca sighed heavily and stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. The crowd continued to move around the two of you, but Becca didn't seem to notice them.

"Bucky does have a special date planned. Please don't tell him that I told you or he'll kill me. Now, stop asking questions and just enjoy the day with me. I need to have you home in a few hours, dressed and ready for when Bucky arrives."

"Fine." You grumbled. "At least I don't have to worry about my hair or make-up."

"And that, my dear, was part of the plan." Becca glanced over your shoulder and her face lit up. "Let's try that boutique over there."