Avengers Imagines

Bucky - Dance

A/N: Inspired by the song Perfect by Ed Sheeran. The video's up there if you guys want to listen while you read the parts. I'll tell you when to play it. Sorry if the lyrics and where you are in the imagine doesn't match!
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The sound of the clock snaps you out of your own world. It's midnight, and your favorite hero hasn't come home from the battle.

You sigh, closing the book you're reading under the night light in your bedroom, and head to the kitchen to get a midnight snack.

Going down the stairs, you surprise yourself by not worrying about him too much. Maybe it's because this has happened way too many times for you to even be surprised anymore.

He always comes home late, but thankfully in one piece, so you don't really care about the time.

You try to reach up for a box of cereal, which was on the top shelf of the kitchen cabinets. Keyword, try.

"Need some help?"

You feel yourself almost having a heart attack.

You're slightly scared of the dark, but since it's nighttime and you're sleeping soon, you decided not to turn the lights on.

Having the lights off at midnight has now been proven to almost kill people. Always turn the lights on, you thought to yourself.

"You scared the hell out of me," you breathe out. "You should stop doing that, or else I might just die because of a heart attack."

Bucky laughs, opening the fridge for its light because that's what he does on most nights when you both can't sleep. "I won't. That was gold, I should've caught it on camera," he chuckles.

You pout, walking towards him and wrapping your arms around his waist. "That's not funny."

"Yes it is, my precious little dumpling."

"Dumpling?" You laugh at the random pet name he gave you.

"Dumpling," he replies, grinning as he looks into your eyes.

"Maybe 'dumpling' will be our 'always'," you say back without missing a beat, feeling cheesy for making that joke.

"You did not."

"Pretty sure I did."

There's a short pause as you both look into each other's eyes. His eyes are the color of the bluest ocean, with a tint of dark blue in the middle. If anyone asks your favorite color, it's definitely the color of his eyes.

Somehow, you feel tears welling up, and see Bucky furrowing his eyebrows. He grabs your hands softly, concerned.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"I'm just so glad you're okay," you say to him. "I mean, I knew you'd be fine, but there's always that part of me that still worries, you know?"

He nods in understanding. "I get it, baby. And I love you for caring about me," he replies, smiling. "Dance with me?"

"What?"

"Dance with me."

"Here, now?"

"Yeah," he says, pulling out his phone and playing a familiar song. (If you guys are going to play the song, this is the time to do so :))