Bucky Barnes Imagines

My Chef

You just finished enjoying a day at the mall. There was some weird store in the mall that you loved to go in to find things for you and your fiance. You put everything in your car so you could head back to your apartment.

You smiled when you heard music playing from behind the apartment's door. You went inside and put down the bags. Then you walked to the kitchen, and you couldn't help but giggle when you saw Bucky. He was wearing the apron you got him from that weird store. It said "Kiss the Cook," and you couldn't pass it by.

Bucky noticed you after you giggled and smiled. "Hey doll. I'm makin dinner. Well I'm making breakfast for dinner. I even made waffles." He wiggled his eyebrows since he knew you liked them. (You could always change food)

"My Chef, you're adorable." You walked closer to him.

"Well, what is this?" You held his apron and read it. "Kiss the Cook...."

"Sounds like a good idea." Bucky smirked.

"I guess so." You smiled wrapping your arms around his neck. Then you pressed your lips to his own, and he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer.

You pulled away and giggled, "Whoever got you this apron was very smart."

"Indeed she was, wasn't she?"

"Mhm." You nodded kissing him again.

"I love your kisses, but more importantly, I love you." Bucky whispered kissing your forehead.

"I love you too." You smiled.

Bucky also smiled, "Sit at one of the island chairs doll so we can still talk while I cook."

You did as Bucky asked sitting down swiveling on the chair. Then you stopped to watch him cook.

"Watch this doll."

Bucky grabbed the handle of the skillet and began to flip the pancakes. He kept flipping pancakes, and you clapped for him.

"Bravo." You cheered.

Bucky looked to you, and as he flipped the pancake, he flipped it to hard. The pancake landed on the ceiling. Bucky looked up starring at it.

"Oops." Bucky looked to you blushing.

"Oops."

Bucky looked back up at the pancake, and the pancake fell on his face. You couldn't help but laugh.

"I guess you really are a pancake now." You laughed walking up to him taking off the pancake.

"I am King of the Pancakes."

"But you eat pancakes."

"Yes. I do."

You jokingly rolled your eyes putting the pancake down. "I think we have enough pancakes."

"But..."

"Come on Bucky. Let's eat."

"Alright." He smiled taking your hand walking you back to the other side of the island.

"Thanks for all the food, my chef."

"No problem doll."

You smiled kissing him one more time. "Gotta do what the apron says." You giggled.

"You're adorable."