Oneshots.

snow soldier (stucky)

okay so this is the first time I've written this ship so I'm sorry if it's terrible. also it's set BEFORE captain america, around the time when steve and bucky were younger-ish but not really.

"hey, buck, do you wanna build a snowman?"

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"Hey, Buck?" Steve said with a grin, nudging his friend's sleeping form gently with his hand. They had been living in the same shabby apartment together for awhile now, and things were pretty simple.

Steve had tried to keep it that way, he really did.

I mean, he liked girls right? He was supposed to like girls. And Bucky really liked girls. 

Right? 

And sure, there were times when Bucky would smile at him, and it would feel really special. Or if he just nudged him on the shoulder or they accidently stood too close together it did kind of feel like he was the only one that mattered. 

Steve loved the hell out of Bucky Barnes. But in a friend way.

Right?

"Bucky!" Steve stage-whispered, nudging him again and putting his face just a little too close than normal people would. "What?" Bucky grumbled sleepily, rolling over and shoving a pillow over his head.

"It's snowing!" Steve said excitedly. "Come on, get up, get up!"

"It's Brooklyn. It's always snowing. Aren't we a little old for playing in the snow?"

"Never. Besides, we always go out on the first snow day. Do you wanna build a snowman?"

He mumbled incoherantly, after all, Bucky found it much more comfortable in his bed - even if the mattress was a little lumpy, than he would've outside in the icy cold weather. But Steve was right, it's tradition. He lifted his head up from the pillow to glance at his friend, who was entirely too giddy about the whole thing.

"Alright, Rogers. One snowman. And then I'm going back to bed. No snowball fights, I mean it."

"Deal."

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The snow was deep. Really deep. Which wasn't that much of a surprise for New York, and was actually a pretty refreshing way to kick off the winter season. Just the two boys against the world, along with a carrot and some spare buttons.

They had gotten the three large balls of snow rolled up pretty quickly. There was so much snow that it was all too easy. The hardest part was actually finding a place to build it where neither the boys nor the snowman would be run down by a car or an oversized boot.

"Almost done." Steve breathed, when Bucky heaved the second humongous ball of snow onto the first. Steve Rogers was one of the skinniest, scrawniest boys Bucky had ever met in his life, so he always volenteered to do the heavy-lifting rather than let Steve die trying (because he would).

At last, all the pieces of the body were assembled, and Steve started piecing on the buttons and carrots for its face, while Bucky set off for some arms, though he suggested they use Steve's, since they were twigs anyway. He was the only one Steve never minded for teasing him about his weight, since he knew he was only joking.

"That's the best damn snowman I've ever seen," Bucky said proudly. Steve shook his head, "You say that every year."

"Yeah, and every year it's true."

Steve laughed, happy and joyful, it was so fucking cute that Bucky couldn't help but smile to himself.

"But why does it only have one arm?"

"Hate to break it to you, Rogers, but trees aren't exactly common in the big city."

"Oh. Well, it needs something. A scarf," Steve said finally, making a move to remove his own. "Uh, uh," Bucky said, holding out a hand to stop him. "You need that thing more than I do."

Steve just shrugged. "So we'll share. Besides, you're gonna need it once I beat you."

"Beat - ?" His sentence was cut off when his face was met harshly with a flying snowball. "Rogers!" He yelled. "We had a deal!"

"Couldn't resist!" Steve shouted back, and ran from the snowball coming his way.

The fight hadn't lasted very long, because the next thing Steve knew, Bucky was charging towards him. He threw him over one shoulder, the pair laughing uncontrollably as he ran all the way back to their apartment with Steve's head hanging down his back, and wouldn't let him down when they got there.

The looks from Mrs. Ramierez in Apartment 2A when Bucky carried Steve into the elevator was frightful, but Bucky Barnes could stare down just about anyone, and leave them retreating into sweet silence. Steve probably enjoyed the ride just a little too much. 

They both desperately needed a shower, seeing as there was snow down the backs of their shirts.      

Friends shower together, right? And they press each other against the wall and kiss just a little bit? Or a lot? Friends cuddle and spoon and lay in bed together, right? That's what friendship is about.

Right?

Oh well, Steve never really liked girls anyway.