Summary: Bucky proves that he knows one or two things about romance.
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It is a quiet Sunday afternoon at the Avenger compound. Everyone's doing their own thing. You're comfortably nestled on the couch in the living room, watching a romantic comedy.
Meanwhile, Bucky is pretending that he's doing something in the same room to watch the movie with you. He pretends he doesn't like these kinds of movies, but secretly he loves them.
A couple of times you had offered him to sit down and just watch the movie, but he politely declined.
There's a passionate making out on the screen. The first big kiss for the couple. You let out an audible huff.
"What?" Bucky chuckled, standing somewhere beside you. You hadn't even noticed he had moved.
"Uhh, I just want someone to kiss me like that." You sulked, looking up at him.
"Like that?" Bucky frowned. "It looks like he's eating her face."
"You just don't understand romance." You chuckled.
"I-?" He couldn't believe you said that. "I don't understand romance? Doll...I'm better at it than these corny movies you're watching."
"Yeah?" You questioned his statement. "Then prove it." You challenged.
"How do you want me to prove it?" He frowned even more.
"Tell me, how would you confess your love." You crossed your arms and sat back, waiting for his answer.
"Well..." He thought a little, rubbing his scruffy chin. "I would take my love interest to a restaurant, bring flowers, and say some pretty and sweet words. Maybe there would be some dancing involved. And after that the big kiss and confession in love." He said with a confident smile.
"That sounds...so cheesy." You chuckled.
"What??" He cried out as if you had just shattered his world and hurt his soul.
"That's a bit much." You crinkled your nose.
"Wow, words hurt ya know." Bucky acted offended.
"It is what it is." You shrugged and went back to watching the movie without noticing Bucky's longing gaze at you.
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"Whatcha doing here so late?" Bucky quietly asked emerging from the dark.
"Oh my god!" You jumped, turning around and closing the fridge door. "You scared me." Smiling, you sat at the counter, opened the water bottle, and drank from it. "I was thirsty. And what are you doing here so late?" you asked a little flirtingly since the two of you were all alone and wanted to tease him a bit.
"Same." He slowly walked to you, stopping right in front of you. His eyes were dark and intense. You could feel his minty breath. Taking the bottle from your hands, he softly brushed your fingers, and he drank the water without losing eye contact. As he closed the bottle he licked his lips. Smirking he gave it back to you. "I was thirsty." He said with a hint of dark desire behind his blues, you noticed in the pale moonlight that shone through the big windows. You had a feeling, he wasn't thirsty just for water, and your heart started beating faster.
"About what you said the other day..." He started with his signature one-sided smile dancing on his lips.
"Yeah..." You encouraged him to talk, leaning a bit closer to him, trying to see his features better.
"I guess, I would do it a bit differently..." He lightly bit his bottom lip. "I would find the right moment..." Softly, barely touching, he placed his hands on your knees and moved them higher up your thighs.
"Aha.." You almost moaned, losing yourself in his dreamy eyes.
"I would just do it." He said as he tangled his fingers in your hair, holding the back of your head, and kissed you. While his other hand moved under your thigh bringing your whole body closer to him. You grabbed his shirt trying to pull him even closer. The kiss was intoxicating, to say the least.
"Well, what's the verdict, judge romance?" Bucky whispered, still holding you in his arms. Breathless and craving more. His ocean-blue eyes looked into yours, causing butterflies in your stomach to go crazy. "Was this how you wanted it?"
"Yes." You smiled, blushing. "This was even better."
"Good." The corners of his lips tugged into a smile. "I hope we can do it again sometime."
"Definitely." You kissed him again, deciding you didn't want to wait another time.
"Is this the part where I declare my love for you?" He smiled playing with your hair.
