Bucky Barnes Imagines

What are Friends For?

Avengers Bucky

Summary: You have a giant crush on your trainer Bucky. Your friends help you get his attention, but he already notices you.

Content warnings: Language, gym bros (There are 2 dudes who are mean to the reader but the reader is strong), little bit of body shaming, jealous Bucky

"Agents!" came the stern and gruff voice of your trainer, Sergeant Barnes. 

He later told your group you can call him Bucky, which instantly gave you butterflies. 

"God dammit" you muttered.

You got up off the mat and made your way over to the super soldier. You huddled in a semi-circle around him and waited for him to start his usual end-of-training wrap-up rant. Judging by his scowl and narrowed eyes, this wasn't going to be a light and fluffy talk.

"You have to me more aggressive Agent Y/l/n, same with you Agent Thoms" Bucky called over to you and your partner Rea. 

"Agent Bolton, less time gawking and more time training" Bucky called to your office partner Tim who was also in your group. 

"Agents Turner and Thomas, less force next time or you'll injure someone which isn't what we want to do in training." 

They rolled their eyes, but both replied with a "yes sir" to Bucky who also nodded at their response. 

"You all can go. Meet here tomorrow 5am!" he called as your semi-circle quickly dismantled with a bunch of grumbles and groans.

"Well, today wasn't so bad" 

Rea huffed before she took a swig of her water. 

"Yeah, not bad" 

You bent over and rested your hands on your knees to gather yourself a little. 

"Least he didn't yell at me like yesterday" Tim shrugged. 

You had been training non-stop over the past few months to earn a spot on the back-up team to the Avengers. Sergeant Barnes happened to be your training leader which you were both equally happy and terrified. You weren't scared of him per say, you just were intimidated by his strength and leadership. 

Plus, he was handsome as hell, and you could have sworn you saw him checking you out from time to time as you boxed, kicked, and punched your way around the gym, but shrugged it off. 

He was like a god, and you, well, you were no one special. Every time you thought about him, it made you blush like a schoolgirl, so you tried not thinking about him, but it was hard seeing as how you were with him every morning of every day.

Just as you, Tim, and Rea were about to leave the gym, Agents Turner and Thomas came up to you. You groaned lightly as Rea looked over at them and scowled. Tim hid a little behind her. You referred to them as the jerk twins. 

They were the typical alpha males of your training group, freakishly fit, tall, broad shoulders, one had dark hair, the other had light hair, both had bright green eyes, and nice smiles, but both were grade A jerks. 

They thought they were better than everyone else. Your group consisted of you, your friend Rea, the jerk twins, Tim, and a few other techs and agents hoping for a spot on the team.

"Look, it's the three weakest members of our group" Spat Agent Turner. 

His partner snickered. 

You rolled your eyes at them and went to grab Rea and Tim to leave but were stopped by Agent Thomas' hand on your arm.