We are just boyfriend and girlfriend...

Nine months later...

Yes, I will be your boyfriend!

His words still rings in my mind, everyday for the past nine months. Those words... God, I'm still ecstatic over those words. I just want to shout those words to the world-

BUCKY BARNES IS MY BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!!

Every morning, I get to turn around in bed and see that handsome, messy hair man laying next to me. His metal arm settles on top of my stomach.

"Stop staring at me, doll." Bucky groan with his eyes still shut. I sneak abit of the duvet over my mouth.

"You can't know, Your eyes are still clos..." Bucky lips quickly lays on mine as he pulls me closer to him.

"Morning beautiful," He mumbles as he escape from the kiss.

"Morning handsome." I kiss him on the lips and slide out of his arms and duvet. I hear Bucky slightly sits up, leaning over toward me.

"Bring that ass back to bed, doll." He softly bites his bottom lip. I turn around, slowly taking my top off and throwing it in his direction.

"Come and get me." I winked, covering my hand across my breast. Within moments, Bucky jump naked out of bed and chases after me into the bathroom. I giggle as he catches me from behind, he turns me around planting a kiss on my lips as I wrap my arms around his neck just as he picks me up, grabbing on to my thigh and ass. I swing my legs around his waist.

Bucky pushes open the shower door, turning it on as he leans me against the wall. Letting the warm water pouring down our bodies. I push my tongue in his mouth, just as his tongue enters mine. We both moan just when he enter himself inside me.

"Fuck," I groan, pulling myself up and down against him. I rush my hand through his now wet hair.

"Oh, y/n." He moans, I pull on his hair, as his pace gets faster and my moans begin to sing out of me like a song.

"Bucky, I'm..." I hold on to Bucky tightly as the both of us climax together. Our lips collides as Bucky pulls out, allowing me to drop down.

"I love you." He softly spoke, laying a hand against the wall behind me.

"I love you, too." I answered back.

Bucky and I begin to shower together; washing each other bodies and massaging shampoo into each of our hair.

These past nine months has been the greatest with y/n. Just like every relationship, we argue, we apologise, have make up sex, date night sex and whenever we want to sex because we both consenting adults. We go on dates and enjoy each other company. We even have days where we won't see each other due to missions or time with friends. And in the first time since the thirty's, I have found a healthy and the most realist relationship. We understand each other, we don't get angry with each other for being late because we both work as Avengers. Maybe I should have just dated y/n in the beginning and perhaps I wouldn't had to deal with all the break ups because I was later or injured before a date, even when I told them the morning or the night before.

Y/n, she's been amazing. Even now I can't believe on how much work she put into just to ask me to be her boyfriend... She's cute. God knows, what to think she would do if she wanted to ask me to marry her... Too early, right? I mean I could ask her, of course. We know each other for years, always been close to each other and... Just not yet, at least. I still need to find the perfect ring.

After y/n and mine steamy, hot shower session, we both got dressed and proceed to join everyone for breakfast.

"Morning guys." y/n sang happily as the two of us take a seat at the table.

"Morning," Tony and Bruce looked up from their splat out paperwork.

"You mean evening, right?" Sam replies, as he take a spoonful of cereal from his bowl and in to his mouth.

"It is?" I ask, stroking the back of my head. "That mission must have really taken it out of us, right doll?" I winked. Y/n cleared her throat as she pour a glass of orange juice.

A week ago y/n, me, Steve and Natasha was assigned on a two week away for a mission to grab the intel, saving people and knocking down or out those Hydra agents. Luckily, we only came back with a few minor injuries or scratches. It was fairly easy and I got to spend time with my girlfriend, her best friend and my best friend. Since we came back, I've noticed that Steve and Natasha has been hanging out a lot more than usual. Maybe it's because that's how me and y/n started off but I can't help but think there's something more to it.

However, I should also mentioned that I might have been quite overly protective of y/n. Especially when she got even the slightest of injury, but either way she got overly protective with me too.

"If it the evening then why are you eating cereals?" Y/n asks, squinting her eyes at Sam before taking a sip of her OJ.

"What... Are you... The cereal police?" Sam spoke with his mouth fall. "Anyway, cereals taste great at anytime of the day." Sam takes his last spoonful and shovels into his mouth and chews with his mouth open.

"Close your mouth, Sam. Someone might mistaken you as a bird, pigeon boy." I said in disgust.

"Funny Barnes, get better material." Sam spat as he stood up and put his bowl in to the sink and begins to walk away until a large red see-view wall stops Sam in his path, squeezing his face against it.

"Wash your bowl, little bird." Wanda spoke in a thick accent as she walks into the room, holding up her hands slightly in front of her chest, twisting her head to the side. "Don't be lazy," Wanda twist her hand back which turns Sam around to the sink and makes the wall disappear. 

Sam huffs as he starts cleaning it. Wanda places her hands down, crossing her arms across her chest as she walks over to him.

"See," Sam mocks showing her the now clean bowl and puts it away.

"You may go."

"Why thank you, mummy Wanda." Sam leaves. Wanda shook her head.

"It's not that hard people, clean up after yourself!" Wanda wipes down the counter, throwing the wash cloth back into the sink and storms off.

"I'll be back." I watch Wanda leave. I gently kiss Bucky on his cheek. "I'm going to check on her."

"No worries, baby." He kisses my hand as I lift up from my chair and chase after Wanda down the hall before the elevator.

"Hey, hey. Are you okay?" I pull on her shoulder to turn her around to face me. Her face seems slightly swollen like she's been crying for hours.

"I'm fine." She spoke loudly.

"Wanda?"

"I'm...Fi..ne." She starts crying, wiping the tears of her face.

"Oh hunny, what's wrong?" I hug her, she pulls me into a tightier hug. "What is it?" I stroke the back of her head. Wanda gently pulls away as she wipes the tears of her face, I kindly move her hair out of her face and use my sleeve to help her wipe her face.

"I think... I think, I might be pregnant." She smiles through her tears.

"Your... How? I mean," I shook my head. "Ignore me. Is that a good thing?" I nervously laugh. Wanda nods.

"Could you..."

"Of course, I come with you." I hold on to her arm. "Let's go."