Stucky smut +18 Oneshots

CHP 22. The gamer boy's~ {SMUT}

"Oh come on goddamn it!" Bucky yells irritated as he throws his play station controller down in front of him where he sat in the bed. He huffs, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches the person on the zombie game kill him once again. He was pissed, very pissed. This guy kept killing him nonstop and it was making him so mad that he wanted to just grab his play station and crush it in his one hand. I mean... He could really if he wanted to.

It was most days that when it was raining or when it was too sunny for Bucky's liking, he would just stay inside all day. He liked staying inside anyway. He didn't really like being around anyone nor even being outside really, he just liked being calm and settled. Yeah, maybe it's not good for him to always be inside and avoid the outside world, but he can't help what he really enjoys.

He doesn't really like talking to people or making friends and hanging out with them. But the person next door from him makes him feel totally different. Steve Rogers, the man that Buck couldn't stop thinking about. It might sound crazy, but he can't help but stare and admire that fucking guy. In Bucky's, Steve Rogers is the hottest damn person there is, and it almost embarrasses him just how bad over heels he is for him.

"I swear, if I play this again... And I fuckin' die, I'm done, absolutely fucking done with this goddamn game" Bucky grumbles to himself, grabbing his controller once again and starts to play the game. This was already the fourth time he's tried, and this guy just kept killing him. Bucky moves his fingers to each button on the controller, his fingers moving around quickly as the sound of gun shots and bombs from Bucky's TV echo's the room a bit. Of course not too loud to bother the neighbors in the apartment.

Bucky can hear the rain outside pouring down a little harder, listening to the thunder. It was satisfying how the sound from his TV, the bombs and gun shots going off while the thunder and the sound of the rain mixed together. It was honestly really cool sounding, almost like if he was in the war all over again... Well, he certainly didn't like that thought. Bucky instantly turns down the volume on the TV, feeling almost more angry now than he did just three minutes ago from the guy killing him in the game as memories of the war flood back in his brain.

He shakes his head to himself and continues to play. After twenty minutes, that guy that keeps killing him came around once again. The guy in the game grabs a rifle and starts shooting bucky's character, and Buck swears that he almost just crushed his controller right then. "Cock sucking mother fucker" Bucky curses as he starts to shoot the guy in the chest. But, then again, he couldn't think that was going to work could he? The guy was literally ten levels higher than Buck.

But right as the guy was about to kill him, Bucky throws his control across the room, the controller hitting against the wall, causing a hole to appear on the wall. Bucky looks at it and groans in frustration. He looks back at the screen of his TV, already seeing that he got killed 'Once again'

Buck scoffs, staring at the TV and jumps up, walking over to his controller that lays on the ground, vibrating on the ground as the guy on the screen continues to bomb and kill people. Bucky grabs the control, picking it up and walking back over to his bed. Right as he was about to sit down, there's a knock on his door. 'Shit' Bucky thought. 'I probably woke up one of the neighbors' Bucky thinks to himself as he throws down his controller on the bed and makes his way to the door.

He hates talking to anyone, and he hopes that this conversation is going to be short and simple. He takes in a long deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose as he walks up to the door. He knew that he was going to sound absolutely ridiculous when he explains what happened and what the noise was. He takes in a breath, putting on a fake gentle expression as he reaches out and unlocks the door, soon opening it.

"Hi, I'm sorry abou-" Bucky stood short when he sees the one and only Steve Rogers right in front of him. 'FUCK! WHAT DO I DO!' Buck's mind screams. He instantly feels like he could just ball up and fall to the floor and roll around like a damn child while blushing like a maniac. This man was beyond beautiful to Buck, and he felt his heart pounding faster more than ever from just how close they were. They were only a few feet apart, come on now.