Sebastian Stan One Shots

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Bucky Barnes One Shot- Post Winter Soldier

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*Your POV*

"Steve, I'm here." I yelled, locking his apartment door behind me.

"Steve?" I questioned again, a little louder than before. When I didn't hear a reply, I made my way into the kitchen and put my backpack on the counter.

Steve hadn't completely caught up on the 21st century yet, so I suggested that we had a Harry Potter marathon, to slightly further his attempts at fitting in.

But let's face it, being frozen in ice for 70 years and having super strength kind of makes it difficult to become a regular member of society. Especially when you're Captain America and everyone considers you a hero.

Its really an excuse to see him since see haven't seen each other in a month. He said he had some interesting news to tell me, and he specified that it wasn't talked about over the phone.

I looked at the hook to the right of the fridge and noticed that Steve's keys were gone. He probably went to the store before I got here. That's what I get for being an hour early.

I sighed and placed my keys on the counter. My eyes drifted to the large bookshelf in the living room, and I walked towards it, hoping to occupy myself until Steve gets back.

I placed a hand on the edge of the bookshelf, and slowly drug my hand across it, reading each title my fingers touched. Just as I was about to pull a book out from the shelf, I heard a door open, causing me to spin around quickly.

My breath hitched, and I quickly made my way over to my backpack, careful not to make any noise. I pulled the small handgun I always carried with me from the front pocket. It was smaller than most guns I was used to handling at S.H.I.E.L.D, but it did the trick.

I heard soft footsteps down the hallway that led into the dining room, so I held the gun up and slowly turned the corner. I scanned the room quickly, and my eyes widened when a man emerged from the hallway. A very naked man at that.

My cheeks flushed when he pulled a white towel down away from his face and his steel blue eyes met mine. As soon as he saw me, his hands quickly went down to cover himself.

His hair was dark brown, hanging loosely at his shoulders. His stomach was toned, his abs and v-line very prominent. But his left arm stood out more then anything else. It seemed to be made out of some sort of metal, donning a red star on his shoulder.

"Whoa! Who the hell are you and why are you here?" I raised my voice, trying not to let his nakedness phase me. But, my God, he was attractive.

The strange man didn't answer. Instead, he threw the towel at my face. It only impaired my vision for a few seconds, but it gave him enough time to escape into one of the rooms in the hallway.

I groaned and threw the towel onto the floor. As I made my way to the door closest to me, I tried to determine who the man could be. Steve didn't mention having any guests over, and my mind came up blank.

The first door I opened was unlocked, the bathroom. I walked in slowly noticing that the shower floor was wet and there was a damp towel on the floor.

Why would the guy break into Steve's apartment to take a shower?

I heard a loud bang and jumped slightly, spinning on my heels. I walked out of the bathroom and held my ear up against the door opposite to me. Hushed profanities and quiet pounding could be heard on the other side, and I knew the man was in the room.

I stepped back and held my gun up, ready to kick the door in. Just as my foot was about to hit the wood, the door opened suddenly.
Shocked at the sudden movement, I shot blindly. The man blocked my bullet with his metal hand and tackled me to the ground, holding both my hands up above my head with one arm. His metal arm, to be exact. My gun was on the ground to the left of me, and I cursed under my breath.