Different oneshots between Marvel Cinematic Universe's Bucky Barnes X Y/n (Female Reader) Most of them are an alternative universe, so doesn't match the mcu Storyline, some do, some don't, some oneshots are big, most are average sized or small, (In...
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Title: "Confusion & Turkish Delights."
Summary: You are Bucky's girlfriend, you two live in a shared apartment, and Sam lives next door, he recently got a girlfriend and won't stop talking about how amazing his girlfriend is to all of you, one day while Bucky was over at Sam's and you were in your and Bucky's home making some dinner with the veggies and meat Bucky helped you prepare earlier, due to Sam's non stop talk, Zemo escapes the scenario when Sam was talking about his girlfriend to Bucky, who was nodding and Zemo who uses his Turkish delights to ignore everyone else has run out of them, so he comes to you for them.
The kitchen was quiet, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the space as Y/n hummed softly to herself. She was enjoying a rare moment of peace, chopping vegetables for dinner. The gentle clatter of the knife on the cutting board was soothing, and for the first time in a long while, things felt somewhat normal. The new, settled rhythm of living near her two closest friends-Bucky and Sam-made life a little easier.
Just as she was about to put the vegetables into a pot, a sharp knock sounded at the door. Y/n paused, wiping her hands on a dish towel. She assumed it was either Sam or Bucky; after all, they were practically neighbors, and the two of them popping by unannounced was a regular occurrence. With a slight smile on her face, she made her way to the door, prepared to tease one of them for interrupting her meal prep.
But when she opened the door, it wasn't Sam or Bucky standing there. It was Zemo.
His expression was far from his usual composed self-he looked downright irritated. His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an air of annoyance about him that she hadn't seen since their more tumultuous days of working together.
"Zemo?" Y/n said, raising an eyebrow in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
Zemo stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, waving a hand dismissively. "I am out of Turkish delights," he declared, his voice dripping with frustration. "And to make matters worse, your friend, Sam, will not stop talking about how insane and amazing his girlfriend is. He's been going on for hours. Bucky, of course, is pretending to agree with him, but I can see it-he's just nodding along like a puppet."
Y/n stifled a laugh, shutting the door behind him. She crossed her arms, leaning against the counter as Zemo paced around her kitchen, clearly too exasperated to stand still. "And you came here because...?"
Zemo stopped mid-pace and turned to face her, holding up a small, leather-bound diary. "I need you to make me Turkish delights. I am in no mood to make them myself, and I cannot possibly deal with any more of Wilson's incessant rambling without my candy."
