Avengers Imagines pt.1

Haircut *️⃣ Bucky (requested)

Song; imagine dragons - zero

Imagine; Natascha doing your hair and cutting it just the way you like it, but the one thing Bucky absolutely adores about you is your long hair.
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You always had long and curly hair, it bounces with every step you take and when the wind blows into it you look like a model.

Something that Bucky loves about you is that your hair is so ridiculously long. He loves to -believe it or not- braiding it and straightening it.

But when you were on a mission and some bad guy pulled it making you almost fall off a building, you decided it was time to finally cut it.

You wanted to surprise Bucky with it so you asked Nat for a little help.

And now you are sitting on one of the barstools from Tony's bar and Nat is standing with scissors dangerously close to your long hair.

'You sure about this y/n?, you can't go back...'

'Yes I'm sure, just do it before I change my mind' you groan.

'Okay, sit still...' she replies as you hear the scissors cut through your hair.

'You wanna colour it while you're at it?'

'Hmm I don't know, what do you think?'

'I think you should maybe choose something like a warm grey for your hair...instead of (y/h/c)...'

You think for a moment, then you decide to also make it a different colour.

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'Y/n?, I'm back!' Bucky yells as he puts his bag down expecting you to come running like you always do.

'I'm in here!' You call out from the kitchen.

He slowly makes his way over to you. And you can't hold back your grin as you turn your head at him.

'What the-' Bucky stops in his tracks as he sees your hair.

You felt really great about it but the longer you look at Bucky the more you start doubting your decision.

'Y-you don't like it?' You squeal.

'N-no I do!, it's just...I need to get used to this...' he desperately tries to not hurt your feelings.

'You're lying...I can tell...' you whine.

'It looks beautiful but it's different, it's just not what I expected to get home to...' he hugs you and you furrow your brows.

'Riiiight...'

'I mean it doll...'

'So you like it!' You smile as you look up at him.

'Well...' he scratches the back of his neck.

'Bucky!'