Avengers, Loki & Bucky Imagines and Preferences

Bucky Barnes - Storm

A/N- So i know it's technically Loki's turn but I love Bucky so here's an extra one as another thank you. This was originally in my other book but I've deleted that to kind of combine it here. So now I might do some Peter Parker one shots.

You lay on the couch, your head on his lap, his hand tangled in your hair. The darkened room was illuminated only by the TV in front of you where a fantasy scene played out.

Yourself and Bucky were rewatching the first season of Game of Thrones, the curtains drawn in an attempt to block out the storm outside.

As the credits scene played on the screen you felt Bucky's finger gently trace your jawline, then your lips.

"What are you doing?" You asked, rolling over to look up at him.

"Hinting." Bucky replied, his thumb running along your bottom lip.

You grinned and sat up, wrapping an arm gently around his neck to pull yourself towards him.

He smiled as you pressed your lips to his, lacing your right fingers through his metal ones. Bucky flinched slightly, worried he'd hurt you but you ignored him, continuing to hold his hand.

Bucky's hand held your back to hold you on his lap as he leaned forward. His hand was the only thing keeping you from falling on the floor, but his strong grip reassured you.

A sudden flash of light and a sound like your roof was caving in jerked you from your moment. You leapt back in shock, tumbling off Bucky's lap and onto the floor. You groaned.

When the thunder crash stopped you heard Bucky's laughing.

"Are you alright?" He asked, offering you a hand.

"I thought you had me." You said as he pulled you back onto his lap.

"You moved to the side. Sorry."

You groaned slightly, rubbing your head which you'd hit on the floor.

"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Bucky asked, all laughter gone.

"I will be." You replied, going back to the position you'd been in before the storm so rudely interupted you.

"Glad to hear it." Bucky murmured before gently pressing his lips to yours.