Summary: Bucky hates when you leave him alone to go on a night out with your friends. He gets really jealous when he sees you laugh with your best friend near the bar.
BUCKY'S POV:
I am sitting on our shared bed staring at the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, dressed in a skimpy outfit, which is making me want to hold her down and not let her go. I don't want to let her go. I want to cuddle up with her all night long. Okay, maybe not all night.
But I really don't want my girl to leave tonight.
She has other plans, though.
It's her best friend's birthday and she is going out with her friends. I never really liked her friends, mostly because they are all boys.
She says I'm old fashioned and it's normal to have so many guy friends, which it is but she doesn't realise how beautiful she is.
Everyone else does, though.
They see how gorgeous she is, especially guys. I see how heads turn in her direction and how those people look at her and it's not in a good way.
I really don't like the idea of her being alone at night knowing how many people can attack her just to get to me.
I just want to protect her but she won't let me which makes it even more frustating.
That is why she is not taking me with her tonight. She said it's best for me to stay at home.
Maybe it is.
So I sit here and watch because that is all I can do.
Y/N'S POV:
I look at Bucky who is watching me like a hawk while I get ready for the party.
I feel terrible because I can't take him with me. It's a small gathering just our small group of friends and Bucky doesn't enjoy these sorts of things which is why I asked him to stay at home.
I really wanted him to be friends with my friend but unfortunately they don't get along. It was quite surprising at first because I thought all guys talked about football and news but I completely forgot about the huge generational gap between Bucky and them.
Also Bucky is extremely protective of me, since I'm not a superhero or something. He is also really really possessive .
And he absolutely hates it when I go out on my own since he is scared for my safety.
He is a little paranoid, which is totally understandable given his past but I also don't want him to be on his guard 24/7. I want him to be able to go out and enjoy things with me. I want him to talk to me about his insecurities and not be trapped in his own head all the time, just like he is right now.
'Buck. You alright there?" I ask him, snapping him out of his daze.
"Yeah. I'm okay." he said but it wasn't very convincing, confirming my suspicion about him not wanting me to leave.
I get up from my dresser and walk towards him. He climbs forward and holds me in place as I run my fingers through his hair.
"You really don't want me to go, do you?" I ask him, tilting his head towards me.
He only grumbles and wraps his hands around me pulling me even closer..
"Bucky, I'm going to be fine. I promise." I try to convince him to let me go because I can't just leave like this.
"Hmm" he groans.
"Are you not going to talk to me now?" I ask hoping this might get him to talk.
He sighs at my attempt and finally looks me in the eye and says" You look beautiful."
I frown. That was not the response I was expecting from him.
"You should get going. You hate being late." he said, releasing me from his grip.
"Buck, sweetie, what's wrong?" I try to talk to him but he keeps ignoring me.
"Baby if you don't tell me what is going on then how can i fix it?"
"Nothing's wrong, doll. I just don't want to leave you alone." he gives me a sad smile which breaks my heart.
"Fine. I won't go." i say as the last thing i want to do is upset bucky.
"Oh no no doll that's not what i meant at all. You should go, it's your best friend's birthday." he corrects himself instantly.
"But you just said you don't want me to leave" I asked, confused by his behaviour.
"I only meant that I want you to be safe, doll. It's just a little unnerving to know that you'll be all by yourself tonight." his forehead creases with worry.
"Okay......How about you come pick me up when the party's over? That way I won't be all alone and you won't have to worry about me either." I suggest hoping to take away some of his tension.
It seems as if this did the trick because Bucky is smiling like a child now.
"Okay" he tried to keep his excitement in control but his smile gave him away.
I smile at him and place a soft kiss on his forehead.
"I'll call you when it's time, okay?" I asked him again.
He just nodded and kissed me again.
"Okay, now I need to leave" I say as Bucky starts to pull me in for another kiss.
I chuckle at his antics, he gives me his infamous boyish grin looking more like himself than he did before.
I wave at him as I exit our apartment.
