Bucky Barnes Imagines

imagine #6 (part 4)

Steve gets up and runs to the bathroom to yell at you when he gets to the mirror. You decided to go for a more patriotic look for him as usual so his hair was now red, white, and blue. You laugh and escape the room before Steve could get his hands on you. You run down the hall turning your head when you run into something like a wall and fall on your butt. You look up to see Bucky rushing at you.

Bucky:(y/n) Are you okay? Why did you run into me? You need to pay more attention.
You: oh shut up.

You grab his shirt and pull him towards you kissing him so he would shut up. He wraps his arm around your waist pulling you up and standing you on the ground. You grip his shirt tighter pulling him even closer. He leans you against a wall putting his fist on it and his metal arm firmly on your waist. You tangle your fingers in his hair tugging a bit causing a groan to vibrate in the back of his throat. You both wanted to catch a breath but were to afraid that if you guys stopped some how it would never happen again. You hear footsteps and go to pull away but Bucky holds your head not wanting it to stop.

Steve: (y/n) when i find you you are dead.
You: shit.
Bucky: look we will tell him okay.
You: oh yeah sure. Then we will hug everything out and live happily ever after.
Bucky: your sarcasm is unwanted at the time.
You: you speaking is unwanted at the time.
Bucky: your sarcasm is very sassy.
You: oh you noticed. Is it attractive?
Bucky: yes.

He leans in a brushes his lips on your's making you pount when he didn't fullfill his movement. He smirks and grabs your hand running down the hall to an elevator. He repeatedly pushes the lobby button till the doors close. Being on the top floor had it's ups. He pins you to the wall and waist no time in claiming dominance. He moves to your neck right as the elevator dings. He grabs your hand running out into the lobby to the reception desk.

"Hi. Is the room not to your liking?"
Buck: need a free room now.
"Oh okay sir. What type of room?"
Buck: any I don't care.

You were so focused on how Bucky was holding your wrist that the thought of him pinning you down or hand cuffing you blocked all hearing. You were so turned on at the moment you didn't hear Bucky saying your name.

Buck: (y/n) what's wrong? Your face is redder than the elevator.
You: get that room now.
Buck: well I'm trying but.
You: listen lady. We just need a room on any floor. This floor will be fine. Just a room with a bed and bathroom. This is really urgent so please just hand us a key.
"Oh uh yes. Uh okay here room.."
You: *snatches keys* THANKS!

Now you were the one running with Bucky on your right. You look at the keys amd see room 69 on it.

You: well isn't that funny
Buck: what?
You: *shows keys*  room 69.
Buck: well that's ome of the moves today.
You: oh yeah?
Buck: oh yes.

You rush to the door and have no trouble ramming the keys in the lock opening the door and pulling bucky in. The door slams as Bucky pushes you against the door his hands cupping your face. You tangle your hands in his hair amd tug getting a moan out of him. He slides his hand up the back of your shirt and unclamps your bra with ease. You toss off your shirt and pants as he takes off his. You just got on the bed when there was banging on the door.

Steve: BUCKY! (Y/N)! I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!
You: *whispers* im going to kill that girl.
Bucky: *whispers* Maybe if we just stay quiet he will go away.
You: *whispers* yeah right.
Steve: OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!

You toss Bucky his clothes and put on yours smoothing out your hair. Bucky turns the tv on showing a strip club playing loud music.
Steve's POV
Bucky: shit.
(Y/n): turn it off.
Bucky: im trying it won't turn off. This is crazy.
(Y/n): Bucky!
Me: Open the door!
(Y/n): No! Not until you listen to me!
Me: Fine! I'M ALL EARS!
(Y/n): I LOVE BUCKY OKAY! LIKE IM MADLY IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN CHILD!
Bucky: i am not a man child.
(Y/n): ...shut up. Anyways. I really love Bucky and I know he loves me. I never imagined it going this far but it is. And I would like you to be a supporting friend and supportive adoptive brother and support me in my decision. In our decision. I'm not your fragile adopted sister anymore. Yeah he may be like 100 years old..
Bucky: hey.
(Y/n): but .. i love him. *sniffles* and if you won't support us it won't matter because I will still love him and fight for him.
Me: .....open the door.

I hear the locks unlock and the door slowly opens. (Y/n) was standing there looking like an emotional wreck. Tears were streaming down her face and her nose pink. I opened my arms and she slowly walked towards me.

Me: I'm sorry for acting like a douche. I will try to get over the fact that you two are together. I don't ever want to lose you.
(Y/n): *cries* i love you.
Me: love you too.

Bucky walks over smiling like an idiot  happy as hell. I glare at him and his look disappears.

Me: you may be my best friend but I swear to God... you hurt her... I will kill you.
Bucky: I will never hurt her. I promise.