Marvel Imagines From DeviantArt (Requests Closed)

Haircut (Bucky Barnes)

She thought he couldn't hear her. He could. He heard her every footstep as she silently approached him. She was trying to be sneaky, that much was obvious. She failed. So bad. The only reason he didn't interrupt her little 'stealth mode' was because he wanted to see how long it took before she gave up and because he found it entertaining.

She managed to get behind the couch he was lazing on. As she raised the scissors in her hand, he called out.

"Don't even thing about it."

"DAMNIT!"

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After the failed stealth mission, (Your Name) tried a different approach. She instead wrapped her arms around his torso tightly while trying to convince (bribe) him into getting a haircut.

"Pleeeease," she begged for the utmost time.

"No." he replied in his deep husky voice. His resolve was strong, but (Your Name) felt that she could break him. It was only a matter of the right bribe.

"I'll be nice to you for the whole week."

"..."

"Two weeks...?"

"..."

"I'll do your laundry!"

"You already do my laundry."

"I'll cook for you."

"You already cook for me."

"Man I do a lot for you," (Your Name) said shaking her head and tutting. She then squeezed the reserved man even tighter.

"Please, don't you think you at least owe me this much?" she pleaded. Bucky paused to think.

"No."

"Come on, I'll do anything! Just let me cut your damn hair!"

"Really? Anything?" he smirked.

"Yes! Anything!" (Your Name) sighed, frustrated.

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(Your Name) had looked through the entire house for Bucky, including all his favourite hiding spots. He had been missing since she woke up and that was nearly an hour ago. And though (Your Name) usually didn't care to where Bucky slunk off to at night, he was always back before she woke up. Always. Except this time.

She had just reached for her coat and keys to go search for him, when in sauntered mister high and mighty himself.

"Where the hell have you been!" she roared at him, upset written all over her face. He only causally raised an eyebrow at the woman.

"I thought it was obvious..." he muttered. It was then that (Your Name) lifted her intense gaze to his long hair.

Or what had once been long hair. Her jaw dropped as she took him in. He had cut his hair to a normal length and had shaved his stubble. The once grubby man who looked like he hadn't seen a bath in days, was replaced by the cleaner, handsomer version that (Your Name) was now seeing. Grudgingly, she admitted that he had always been very attractive and handsome, just in a more rugged way. He smirked as if he could read her thoughts.

"So what do you thing?" he asked, feigning innocence. (Your Name) blushed and stuttered as she tried to formulate a response.

"Very handsome-I mean, you were always handsome but now your handsome-er. What I mean is, you look-" her ramble was cut off by him chuckling. She blushed even further out of embarrassment and anger.

"It not funny!" she huffed, arms folded across her chest. She didn't even notice him walking towards until his non-metal arm tilted her chin up.

"I beg to differ," he whispered before carefully pressing his lips hard onto her soft ones. He ran a hand through her hair before pulling away, leaving (Your Name) no time to react to the strange act. He took in her wide eyes, her red cheeks and her slightly unhinged jaw before his smirk once again found its way onto his face. He then leaned over towards her ear.

"You did say anything," he whispered to her nonchalantly, giving her earlobe a quick nip before pulling away. He watched her expression for a moment before pressing another quick kiss to her lips and walking away. (Your Name) managed to recover just as he was about to step into his room. She grabbed a cushion from the nearby couch.

"Jerk!" she yelled as she threw it at him. It missed him by a mile but he still chuckled at her efforts.

"Admit it, you enjoyed it."

"......Asshole."

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"So why did you get a haircut?"

"It's not that I didn't want one. I just don't want you to do it. I'd probably have ended up bald on one side,"

"..."

"(Your Name)?"

"..."

"(Your Name)?"

"..."

"Would a kiss make you feel better?"

"...maybe."

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