Stucky One Shots

Number Thirty-Six: Another Destroyed

"Let's go kick some Hydra butt!" Bucky cheers. Steve snorts a little and shakes his head, trying to keep the grin off his face, as this was supposedly a serious task. Well, of course it was. They were taking down Hydra bases, destroying files, killing agents, burning buildings, and Bucky was having a great time.

"Ready?" Steve asks.

"As always," Bucky replies with a smirk, saluting casually before running off to get into position. Steve watches him with a small smirk before he runs off himself.

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"How many're you at, Steve?" Bucky grunts, ducking a punch and swinging his metal fist around.

"Fourteen," Steve replies, kicking an agent through the window. Bucky snorts.

"Well, I'm at seventeen," he replies smugly, putting a bullet in some agent's head.

"Whatever. Now I'm at twenty one," Steve huffs, while Bucky had been talking he'd been in a fight with a couple more agents at once.

"What? How?" Bucky pouts, taking out two more.

"Like I'd tell," Steve replies and Bucky pouts more.

"Whatever," he huffs, taking out four more.

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"Ready to blow this thing?" Bucky asks, a giddy smile on his face and excitement shining in his eyes.

"Fly at 'er, Buck," Steve invites and the brunette smiles widely before pressing the button. They'd planted bombs all throughout the building and Bucky had called dibs on pressing the button. Steve uses his shield to protect them from flying dirt and debris, Bucky was smiling wickedly.

"That was fun," Bucky chimes, smiling up at the blonde, dirt on his face. Steve smiles back, slinging his shield onto his arm.

"It was. Only two more to go, baby," he muses, Bucky smiles softly.

"We're really gonna do it," he breathes and Steve smiles and kisses his forehead.

"We are," he agrees and Bucky hugs him, sighing. He kisses the blonde's cheek. Only two to go.