Friends With Distance || Bucky x Reader

Chapter Eleven

A/N: Over 1300 words

Hand-in-hand, the both of you walked off downstairs to find Steve dead asleep on the couch. You smiled and released yourself from Bucky's hand. You tip-toed over to Steve and grabbed the nearest couch pillow to wack him on the head. You went into your well-known stealth mode and stood a few centimeters from him, before chucking the pillow at his dirty gold locks of hair.

He sprung up and you smiled, "Hey, there, Cap."

"Agh, son of a gun. What was that?"

"My style of an alarm clock. Plus, it works better considering some people still manage to sleep through theirs." you took a breath, before chuckling as you noticed how fast you had last spoken.

You looked up at Bucky, who had made his way to you and allowed his hand to lay on your waist. You felt safe so you smiled at him before kissing his cheek before looking down at his best friend.

"So, big guy, good ol' Steve Rogers.--"

"Yes, (y/f/n)?" , he laughed at you.

"Bucky and I finally kissed, be proud. Your best friend is a snack." you smiled, showing teeth to prove your confidence in the last statement and stood up, next to Bucky who was laughing at your comment.

Steve stood up in front of you both and his eyes drooped and his lips formed into a sad frown. Your brows furrowed in confusion and you took a step toward him,

"Hey, rogers, you alright, buddy?", you questioned in a soft and sincere voice. Suddenly you noticed an adorable smile across his lips and you grew even more confused as you took a step back and all that came from your lips, were two words,

"Bitch, what?"

"Sorry, I mean, huh?"

Steve gave you a hug and began to chuckle, "It was just a joke, (y/l/n), don't you kids do that now-a-days?"

You rolled your eyes and lightly patted his back before taking a step back to let him get to Bucky. They talked about Buck and I, our relationship. Steve asked him if we were dating and I found the entire idea awkward so I left upstairs, to my bedroom and drifted off to a quick sleep once my head touched the pillow, realizing it was already 5am.

The next afternoon-- 1 pm

You had just woken up and checked the clock to be exactly 1pm on the dot. You sat up and stretched. Once you glanced over to your night stand, you found a small note above your phone, which read,

"Good morning, doll. I slept well beside you last night and I hope you did as well, come find me downstairs, I made you brunch. :)"

You smiled at the note and ran into your closet. You threw on some shorts, an oversized sweatshirt and an actual bra. You pulled your hair up into a messier bun than it was when you woke up and headed down the stairs.

You walked into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around the waist of the tall man, with a man-bun, who stood in front of the stove in the kitchen. The big hands grasped around your wrists and pulled them of his waist. He turned around and wrapped your arms around his neck, as he leaned down to kiss you.

"Good morning, baby girl. How'd did you sleep?"

Only two thoughts ran through your brain as you slowly began to doze off;

First: *internal screaming because of the pet name*

Second: "Well, of course I slept great considering we shared the same bed, dadd--"

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you noticed Bucky waving his massive hands in your face to grasp your attention again. You blinked a few times and chuckled,

"Sorry, I dozed off, what were you saying again?" you smiled.

As did he, "I asked if you slept well.."

All you did was nod before immediately switching the topic, "Soooo, whatcha cookin' for us?"

A smile formed across his lips and your hands fell down to his waist again, where you wrapped around him.

"I'm making pancakes, eggs, bacon, toast, sausage... a basic breakfast special, no biggie." He shrugged with a chuckle and turned back toward the stove.

"No biggie? All I ate for about 9 years in the army were small military rations. And those shits came in tiny bags." You chuckled, "but, yeah i get it. Thank you for cooking, either way."

He nodded and you pulled away to go upstairs to clean up when you felt a tug on your hand as you went to turn around. The hand who tugged on yours, pulled you close in an instant and laid their lips on yours. You both had just leaned into a quite passionate kiss which was cut off by a knock on the door. You both pulled away and you looked at him with a pout, before mouthing the words, "sorry."

You pulled out of his grasp and walked up to the door. You opened it to find an even taller man than the two in the house already. This man had golden locks, tucked into a neat man-bun as Bucky had. He was very muscular and gorgeous. He stood beside a smaller female, with straight, brunette hair. She was tan and looked to be Hispanic, a total opposite to the man beside her, but nonetheless, both of these people were beautiful & practically looked like gods.

"I'm sorry, but who are you guys?"

The man spoke first in a deep, Australian accent, "I am Thor, Odin son, of Asgard. This is my friend, also of Asgard, Izabella."

The young woman smiled and spoke, "Iz is fine, but hello, we're friends of Steve and Buck?"

"Oh, yes! Of course, come in, I'm sorry! I didn't know we were expecting visitors today!" You moved out of the doorway so both guests could make their way in. You closed the door behind them and spoke,

"I'm sorry I have been rude, I'm (y/n). I'm Bucky's--"

"Girlfriend." you were cut off by the familiar voice which always brought a smile to your face, except this time, it brought a shocked expression to yours.

Bucky made his way around both the man and female, saying hello and making small talk before you interrupted them. You said, "excuse me.", and grabbed Bucky's hands as you dragged him upstairs into your bedroom. You threw him on the bed and closed the door behind the two of you.

"Is this about the gir--"

You cut him off by getting on top of him and placing your lips onto his. You both moved in sync, in a very passionate kiss, possibly continuing the one from moments prior. Once you both pushed away for a breath, you smiled and leaned down to hug him.

"I can't believe I'm your girlfriend. It's so shocking how you chose me. James Buchanan Barnes, chose (y/f/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n).," Bucky sat up and you laid beside him, "I mean, I know I'm a badass and an army brat and a nerd and I take really fast when I'm excited and sometimes I'm just loud, and I have sassy comebacks that make me seem like a bitch, and I'm good with guns, and I enjoy arguing, and when i DO argue, I get really mad and I seem obnoxious because I may ignore you or try to make you mad or jealous or--"

This man cut you off by placing his hands on your cheeks and rubbing them softly with his thumbs. "Breath, doll. It's only you and me now. We have time."

You smiled and sat up, "My point is... You're amazing and I am so glad that I'm yours. I'm yours, all of you has me. Even the other guy, who enjoys hurting me," you chuckled, "but, I'm okay with it because I know you are still in there, but you're lost and I want to help you so we will help each other in this relationship, because I love you."

"You what--?" Bucky questioned in shock.