Sebastian Stan One Shots

Bucky Barnes-Roomate

You and Bucky have been roommates for a while now. No relationship, just friendship. You guys would always get teased about it but didn't care. Plus, you never felt that way towards Bucky. He was more like a older brother; always beating up your exes if they treated you wrong. And you always felt the need to check out every girl he dated. You guys were happy with your arrangement; neither one of you wanted it to change.

The sun shined through your windows, ultimately waking you up. You checked your clock, only to see you had a few minutes left before you would go grocery shopping. You laid in bed for a few more minutes before getting up and hopping in the shower. You threw on one of Bucky's hoodies and a pair of leggings. Better return that later, you thought. You pulled your (H/C) hair into a neat ponytail and slipped on your running shoes. You grabbed your wallet and headed out. You passed Bucky's room only to see his door open. No sign of him was present. You headed down the steps only to find a shirtless Bucky on the couch, newspaper in hand and pen in mouth, deep in thought.

"Hey Buck." You say, looking in the fridge for a quick breakfast. You ultimately grabbed a plum and went to stand in front of Bucky.

"Where ya going, doll?" He said,  looking you up and down before returning to his paper.

"Out for groceries. We're out remember?" You say, taking a bite of the plum. The juice spilled down your lip, only to hit Bucky's arm which was wrapped around your waist so you could see the paper better.

"Sorry Buck." You say, quickly wiping the juice off of his arm. He looks up at you and chuckles. He moves him arm back to his side and returns to his paper. "Isn't that my hoodie?" He says, looking back at you.

"Yeah," you say, hopping off the couch, "It's comfortable." You head to the kitchen to throw away the rest of your plum.

"No, no. No wasting my plums. Give it here." Bucky says, extending his arm. You hand him the plum and he finishes it. He looks up at you, confusion etched on his face.

"What?" You say, heading towards the door.

"I tasted your ChapStick." He says, smirking at you.

"Whatever. I'm out." You say, opening the door and holding up a peace sign.

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You returned home some hours later holding multiple bags in your arm. You unlocked the door, only to see Bucky still in his spot, but now sleeping.

"Can I get a little help, Buck?" You say, dropping the bag of plums on accident.

Bucky quickly wakes up and helps you get the groceries. You finish putting up the groceries and head to the couch, taking Bucky's spot.

"Move it." He says, hitting your leg.

"I'm already comfortable." You whine, stretching out your legs even more.

He chuckles,"Okay doll. You win." He moves your legs and sits, putting your legs in his lap. You guys sit there for a while before you hop up to fix dinner. You put the pizza into the oven, only to see Bucky standing in the doorway, staring at you.

"See something you like?" You chuckle, setting your timer for the pizza.

"Yeah, I actually do." He growls, walking towards you.

You back up only to hit the counter. You inhale, holding your breath. You never thought of Bucky this way and to see him acting this way, scared you. But at the same time, his voice and hungry eyes turned you on. He placed his hands on either side of you, trapping you even more. He looked you up and down as if you were his prey. He looked past you and picked up a box of Oreos.