Strain (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

The whole living room was quiet except for your whimpers of pain. Natasha was reading a magazine, Tony was studying new designs for his Iron Man suit and Bucky just sat on the couch and looked out of the window.

You were studying for the upcoming exam, because in contrast to the other Avengers you had no superpowers, just your mind. Yeah of course you had some special combat skills, otherwise you wouldn't be a member of the Avengers.

Hunched over your notes you were massaging your temples. The huge headache and the pain in your back distracted you from learning. A loud groan escaped your lips as you changed your position.

You heard Nat sighing and Stark cursing quietly. Bucky abruptly stood up and made his way towards your direction. You were unsure what to do. Afraid that he would be angry at you. If Tony or Nat said something it wouldn't bother you, but you couldn't deny that it was more important to what Bucky thought about you.

He walked past you. He probably had enough from you, you thought. But then you felt a strong pair of hands on your shoulders. The cold metal on one side made clear who it was. What was Bucky doing? Strangling you? Wait. What? No that's impossible! He gave you a massage?! Confused looking you turned your head to look Bucky in the eyes. Pain flashed trough your body. You groaned. „Don't move (y/n)! Your muscles are all tight. Steve told you to relax after the mission and not to go to the gym and work out." The concern and angriness in his voice astonished you. „Just let me give you a massage. I don't have the strength to hear you groaning all day." Natasha chuckled. You knew exactly what she was thinking. She is the only one who knows about your crush on Bucky.

Bucky unclasping your bra brought you back to reality. „W-what..what are you doing?" you stuttered. „I cant give you a massage when you wear a bra and a top." he answered. „Tony that was the keyword. We better leave now." Nat said. Winking at you before they left the room.

„Do you want me to go on?" Bucky asked unsure. „Y-yes. Please." you said.

He put his nice cold hands on your shoulders and started to softly rub and push your muscles. He made his way down to your back to see were you were most tense. You, on the other hand, had even more tensed up because of the fact that Bucky was touching you for such a long time.

„(y/n), i said relax." You were glad that Bucky couldn't see your face, you were blushing at where your thoughts had been going.

He pushed harder. Rubbing his thumbs in small circles into your skin. You turned your head to the side. Bucky took this chance to study your face. Your eyes were closed, a small smile on your face. Calm was the first word coming up his mind. Earlier you looked concerned, but now you were half asleep.

Bucky took a deep breath and let it out slowly. When have i developed those feelings for (y/n)?  he thought.

The tension was slowly leaving your body. Bucky moved away from a spot near your spine to one of your shoulder blades and pushed his thumb in a muscle tendon. You let out a loud groan and crunched your eyebrows together in pain. Bucky immediately became more gentle. „I'm sorry (y/n). That spot is just unpleasing. Do you want me to.." „No! Its fine." you said.

Bucky moved on. You tried to relax. He stopped. You looked up at him, seeing the concern in his eyes. You knew that he disliked the fact that he caused you pain. „Hey Buck its alright." you said softly smiling at him. You laid down again.

Bucky spend an whole hour massaging your shoulders and back. You never felt more relaxed.

He brushed some hair strings out of your face and behind your ear.

„I love you" you mumbled half a sleep. Fuck you thought, realizing to late that you said that out loud.

„I love you too" he whispered. You turned over rapidly not believing what he just said.

Bucky was leaning very close to your face. „Really?" you asked careful. He crashed his lips into yours as response. The kiss was rough at first, but turned more and more passionate.

You both pulled away from each other gasping for breath. „You are really good at giving massages." you said playfully. „Oh i am not only good at giving massages... Do you want me to show?" he smirked at you in response. Getting up and heading slowly to the door. You gathered your clothes together as fast as you could, following him to his room with the biggest grin on your face.