Bucky Barnes Imagines

Get Busio at Physio

Bucky A/U - Physiotherapist Bucky

Attention - SMUT - there is SMUT in this

18+ readers only please and thank you

Summary: You injure you knee and your freakishly hot physiotherapist Bucky helps you out. He also catches feelings for you, but can't act on them since you're his patient. Once you're done being his patient, all bets are off.

Content warning: Language, SMUT for 18+ readers only please and thank you, grinding, fingering, p/v smexy time, oral-f receiving, protection, you are no longer Bucky's patient when this occurs so there is no conflict of interest happening between two consensual adults. Nothing happened between the two of you prior to your last appointment. It was always professional between the both of you.

A/N - I can't even believe I have to put these content warnings on here....

You sat in the waiting room, nervously tapping your left leg on the ground while you waited for your last physio appointment. You had been coming to physio for the past few months in the hopes of fixing your knee. 

You had awkwardly fallen at work, tearing some ligaments and tendons in the tumble and after your minor surgery, physio was suggested to get your knee back to proper working order. 

The only problem was your hot as fuck physiotherapist.

James, or Bucky as he asked you to call him after your first session with him, oversaw your rehab, and he was doing a fine job of it. He really could be doing a terrible job, but you didn't care because he was so handsome. 

You both chatted about things, likes and dislikes, while he worked on your knee, laughing, and joking with each other the whole time. 

Everything with him felt natural and right. 

He was tall, had broad shoulders, his hands were strong yet soft, a smile on him that could light up a room, with thick dark hair that was a little longer, neatly trimmed stubble on his face, and the bluest eyes you had ever seen.

Your appointments were always the same. 

They were always the last appointment on a Friday, every other week because of your schedule. You didn't mind it since the clinic wasn't that busy during this time and it was close to your apartment, so it was super convenient for you. 

There were two other physiotherapists in addition to James who worked at the small clinic, Steve and Sam. From what you gathered, they were all friends and opened the clinic together. Sam was always the loudest, making friends with everyone in the waiting room, cracking jokes and keeping things light. Steve was a little quieter, but once you got to chat with him, he was the sweetest man ever. 

Then there was James.

When he walked into the room for your first appointment, your eyes bugged out of your head, and you instantly went red as a tomato. 

How is this man going to touch me when I'm giggling and blushing like a schoolgirl? I'm an adult for God sakes! 

There was something about James that made your insides want to combust on the spot. And that hair, you had dreams of running your fingers through it and tugging on the strands as his lips did magical things to your body. 

You had to stop those thoughts from forming every time you saw him because you would turn into a giggly sweaty mess. Thankfully, Bucky couldn't read minds. He was kind, patient, and took his time with you as he helped you with your knee, making you feel comfortable and calm. Little did you know, you made Bucky anxious.