Stucky ➳ Oneshots

#capsmysteryguy

written by kasunn on ao3 [https://archiveofourown.org/users/kasunn]
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"You're subscribers seem nice," Bucky says, interrupting the silence that had settled over him. Steve rubs a hand over his face.

"Yeah, they're pretty cool," Steve says, sitting down next to Bucky. "Should I tell them about us or just let them keep guessing?"

Bucky grins mischievously. "Yes."

(aka a secret relationship/youtube AU starring Steve as a violinist and Bucky as his hot mystery boyfriend)
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Steve wakes up in the mood to shoot a live video. He alerts his followers with a short message that he'll be live streaming in about an hour and busies himself trying to get Bucky to wake up since he's in the mood to play something on his violin and doesn't want to disturb his sleep. Disturb it with his violin playing, anyway.

"Babe," Steve mumbles into Bucky's shoulder. Bucky grumbles something and drags Steve closer, easy considering how much bigger Bucky is especially after beefing up in training. Steve squirms slightly in his grasp. "C'mon, Bucky. Wake up and I'll make you breakfast."

Bucky huffs, grip tightening around Steve briefly before he let's go, sitting up and rubbing at his eyes. "It's eight in the goddamn morning, Steve," Bucky groans, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed with bleary eyes and kissing Steve on the cheek.

Steve smiles. "I wanna play something since I haven't had time to make a video lately. Vivaldi or Paganini? What do you think?" He'd gotten Bucky to recognize different composers' names, so Steve can ask his opinion which Bucky does willingly since he's hooked on orchestral music now.

"That thing by, um, the Camille guy-- Saint-Saens. You played it yesterday, I think, when you were practicing for your exam. Play that. Sounded good," Bucky murmurs, nuzzling Steve's neck. Steve pushes him away since he wouldn't be able to live down the embarrassment if he shot a video with a hickey Bucky gave him and walks out of the room.

"Alright. I'll do that. What do you want for breakfast?" Steve calls. Bucky says something unintelligible around his toothbrush and Steve decides on heating up some leftovers because that's the easiest.

"Yum," Bucky says, hugging Steve around his middle. He smells like mint and Bucky and Steve melts in his hold. He presses a kiss to Steve's temple and ruffles his hair.

"Hey!" Steve grumbles, pouting at Bucky as he laughs. "I have to do a video today. You can't give me any marks. It's hard to play with a scarf on."

"You don't have to record a video today," Bucky says, leaning down and touching the tip of his nose to Steve's. "It's the weekend, so we could technically just stay in bed all day. Have some breakfast. Go grocery shopping. Fuck." Bucky winks at Steve and Steve bops him with his hip, pushing him towards the table.

"Perv. Grab the food from the microwave and get eating."

"Sir, yes, sir," Bucky says, mock saluting. Steve rolls his eyes.

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"Hey, everyone. It's been a while since I've done this, huh," Steve says to the camera. The camera is on a small tripod on the coffee table and Steve is sitting on the floor in front of it, back against the couch. He glances at the live feed where a couple dozen people have started to hop on and comment. Steve snickers at the most recent one, reaching up to pat his hair down. Dammit, Bucky.

"Mmm, yeah, I forgot to brush my hair this morning, I guess. I'll be one second," he says, jumping up to brush it to a decent state quickly.

"Alright, I'm back," Steve says, sitting back on the floor. "I wanted to play something for you guys since I haven't actually edited any content or...done shit since exams are killer. Were! I finished most of them up last week," Steve grins.