Steve x Reader & Bucky x Reader Imagines

Looks Like You're Giving The Orders Now, Cap (Bucky x Reader)

Just something I thought up this week, I was in a slightly darker mood for some reason, so I ended up writing this, and I will possibly make a part two if your guys like it. Hope you guys enjoy it though! Also, I don't know who made that picture, but it's amazing, so mad credits and props to whoever did!

Also, happy birthday Chris Evans!

Warnings: violence, language, angst, death, a little bit of dark Bucky, anxiety, and some fluff to attempt to balance things.

Sleeping is one of the most peaceful times for everyone, it's when our minds are finally allowed to rest instead of running mad. Sleeping was your most calming time, and sleeping next to the man you had grown to love only made it better. When the soft rays of light began to shine through the curtains, that was your wake up call. Every morning, you knew this was your time to roll over and see Bucky at his most peaceful state until the light woke him up as well. Turning toward him, your heart melted at the sight.

His soft, slightly parted lips, faintly curling into a small smile. His luscious brown locks lightly matted up from you running your fingers through them last night. You smiled at the memories before gently brushing a few stray pieces of hair out of his face, and lightly tracing your fingers over his skin, stopping at his chest to watch it evenly rise and fall with each passing breath.

"Good morning, doll." Bucky whispered with his raspy morning voice, sending a small shiver down your spine, one you enjoyed from him.

"Morning, Bucky." You whispered before brushing more of his hair out of his face, earning a small hum in response before he leaned forward, planting a gentle morning kiss on your lips.

"Whataya say we stay in bed all day?" He asked you as he pulled you closer to him. "Just you, me, and these sheets." He suggested with a small smirk, causing you to giggle and give him a playful slap to the chest.

"As amazing as that all sounds, I have a mission with Steve today." You told him, causing his smirk to fall and look at you questionably.

"Just the two of you? What kind of mission?" He asked as his grip on your waist nervously tightened a bit.

"Just a simple grab and go, Steve said it shouldn't take more than a few hours." You shrugged, not thinking too much about anything that could happen.

"But why is it just the two of you?" He asked, sounding concerned.

"Fury told him there weren't enough people to worry about to send in more, that me and Steve would be able to get in and out pretty easily without much of a fuss." You explained, finally looking back up at your boyfriend. "What's wrong?" You asked when you noticed the nervous look in his eyes.

"Just promise me you'll be careful, I hate when you go in missions without me." He told your truthfully.

"I know you do." You whispered before quickly giving his lips another peck. "But I'll be back before you can even miss me." You smiled.

"But I already do." He told you with a smile as he watched you slide out of bed with just a thin sheet to cover your body.

"Then maybe you can help he get ready." You told him with a wink before searching through your closet to find your bodysuit.

"I can do that." He laughed before stepping behind you and holding the suit out for you to step in once you had put on your underwear. Once the only thing left to do was to zip you up, he took his time. Gently gliding the zipper up from the middle of your stomach, his thump softly tracing the skin awaiting to be covered. He looked so focused, like he was trying to remember every little detail about you, just as he always did, fearing he would someday forget all of this and that it would only feel like a dream. When the zipper finally stopped above your chest, his eyes found yours once again, the two of you getting lost in each other's lovely shade. "I love you, y/n."