Avengers One Shots

The Dream Team (Steve x Reader x Bucky) - Part 1

Reader Request: The reader is a new Avenger and both Steve and Bucky start to have feelings for her while they are trying to make her feel welcome.

This story gets the good Captain's LANGUAGE warning. Light sexual content.

Sitting on her bed with her legs folded, Y/N scribbled thoughts into a lined notebook, then quickly crossed them out. This is hopeless.

She was trying to write a letter and the words just weren't coming to her in the way she hoped.

Steve, I've wanted to tell you this for months, but...

She sat and stared blankly at the wall across the room. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone outside her door in the hallway. Her door was open a few inches already so it wasn't a complete surprise when the person just pushed the door open wider and walked in. What was a surprise was the fact that it was Bucky... and also, that he wasn't stopping.

"Hey, Buc—" she started to say but he'd marched right up to her, his face serious and as still and calm as a pond in the woods, and he kissed her. Good and hard, he kissed her.

Initially, her eyes closed in a natural reaction but when Bucky started moving his face and his mouth and then reaching his hands up into her hair, her eyes flew open. She was trying to get some kind of grasp on reality. It happened so fast, she wasn't even sure where to put her hands. One hand still had her pen in it, and in a plan to push him away gently, the other was on Bucky's shoulder.

Her eyes darted around the room as she tried to figure out what to do or what to say. And then there he was.

Looming in her line of site at the other side of the room was Steve, his hands folded in front of him. He'd walked in the room so silently, she didn't hear him coming. Their eyes met briefly but he looked away as Bucky continued to kiss her. Suddenly, her heart felt heavy and she tried again to break away from Bucky. She needed to tell Steve she had no idea what this was all about. But Steve gave her one more heartbreaking look and turned to walk out of the room. She continued to try to break free from Bucky's grip as his hands moved down her body. As flattered as she was and as much as she didn't want to hurt his feelings, she had to free herself from Bucky's embrace to find out what was going on.

Y/N's eyes flew open, she looked at the ceiling and all around the room, finally ascertaining she'd just woken up from a dream. The morning sun was filtering in through the blinds and her chest heaved as she tried to control her breathing.

OH. MY. GOD. THAT WAS A DREAM???

Oh my God... why?

She slowly sat up in bed, not sure how to process this new information. What did it even mean? She had already admitted to herself that she thought Bucky was attractive but she didn't think there were any feelings there. Not on her side or his. He was nice but... what was with that kiss? That blisteringly hot kiss that she couldn't seem to break away from... She could still feel his tongue tracing her bottom lip and his hands moving on her. Her skin tingled as she replayed the dream and grew more embarrassed.

And Steve... well, she and Steve were very friendly, he might have been one of her closest friends besides Natasha. Why was he in that dream? He didn't seem to serve much of a purpose.

Y/N got out of bed and walked to her bathroom to start her shower. On a normal morning, she would never shower before her workout and sparring practice, but something about that dream made her feel like she needed to clean up. As the hot shower turned the air steamy, she found herself checked out and analyzing the dream. The strangest part was that while she was dreaming, it was all confusing but yet she seemed to be enjoying it at the same time. Did I like it? Please tell me I didn't like it...