Bucky Barnes Imagines

Part 1

Bucky wrapped his flesh and metal arms tightly— metal arm less tightly— around your waist.

"Come on, (y/n)," he said pulling you towards his room.

"Buck," you said trying to pry his arms off of you. "Stop," you whined.

"Stop," Bucky said mocking you. "Stop, whining," he squeezed you tighter.

You pried really hard at his arms. "Bu," you said, trying to sound like you were running out of air, "Buck."

You began to fake cough. He quickly removed his arms and you fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Bucky asked worriedly.

Before he could help you up, you jumped up and stunted off laughing.

"You little jerk," Bucky said as he ran off after you.

You tried to hide but he ran to fast and pulled you from behind the couch. He lighted you up and hoisted you over his shoulder.

"Bucky!" You yelled punching his back.

"Yes sweetheart?" Bucky was playing with you.

"Put me down!" You yelled.

Steve came running around the corner. "(Y/n)—" he stopped when he saw your situation.

"Steve!" You yelled. "Help me," your legs were kicking Bucky's front side.

"Sorry," Steve started, "I think I hear my name..."

"Ugh," you whined again. "Bucky," you said punching him again.

You suddenly were flung over his shoulder. You were expecting to have a hard impact but landed on the soft surface of a bed.

You then felt impact on your stomach as Bucky flopped on the bed next to you, his arm landing on you stomach.

"Come here Doll," Bucky said as you snuck into his comforting grasp that you loved so much.