Marvel Imagines and One-shots (Requests Closed)

So Pretty - Stucky x Reader

There were few chores that you despised more than grocery shopping. It wasn't so bad when it was just for you, but you lived with the Avengers. Most of the time you ordered the groceries and picked them up but you'd returned early from a mission and the fridge and cupboards were nearly bare.

When you headed out to the store, you'd intended to shop for your apartment only. That was enough of a task when you lived with two super soldiers and their increased metabolism. Once your teammates heard where you were going, you'd had one request after another until you were shopping for everyone. You'd agreed on the condition that Tony foot the bill. You could have covered it on your own, but that was beside the point. Being a superhero paid surprisingly well and your boys both had more money than they knew what to do with after receiving compensation from the government thanks to Tony's well-paid attorneys.

Bucky and Steve had taken pity on you and come with you to do the shopping and you'd divided the list up so you could get done faster. You were in the produce aisle as you didn't trust anyone else to make quality choices. You were comparing the list to your cart to see what other fruits and vegetables you needed when someone interrupted.

"That's a lot of produce you've got there."

You glanced to the man that had spoken and gave him a tight smile. "Well, it's meant to feed a lot of people."

"Do you own a restaurant or something? I bet you do. You look like a chef." You blinked a couple of times at that. Just what did a chef look like, you wondered.

"Nope. Not a chef." You shook your head once to emphasize your point and went back to checking your list.

"You look very familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?"

You suppressed a sigh and looked back to the man. He was handsome enough you supposed with close cropped blonde hair and the shadow of a beard on a square jaw, but you didn't recognize him. "I don't think so, sorry."

"No. I'm sure I know you," he insisted and stepped closer to you.

You arched a brow and pressed your lips into a thin line. This guy couldn't take a hint. "Perhaps you do, but I don't know you and I have shopping to do. If you'll excuse me." Being an Avenger meant you were a public figure whether you liked it or not so you tried to be polite whenever possible, but this guy was annoying you.

You turned your back to him as you counted apples and oranges. A hand grasped your elbow and you froze. No way was this guy that stupid. But as you turned slowly, you saw it was indeed the same man. "Did you just touch me?" You pitched your voice so it was louder than it had been, but not so loud you'd be overheard. Unless you happened to be shopping with a couple of super soldiers that were attuned to the sound of your voice, that is.

The man in front of you frowned. "I'm just trying to get your attention that's all. It's rude to turn your back on someone when they're talking to you."

"It's also rude to force someone to talk to you when they clearly don't want to. I think perhaps you need a refresher course in manners." You crossed your arms over your chest and arched a brow as you spoke to him.

He laughed, a deep rumbling sound that rolled up from his belly. He evidently found you amusing. "And who's going to give it to me? You?"

"Ordinarily, yes. But as I said I have shopping to do." You shifted your gaze from him to the men behind him. "This man needs to learn to leave a lady alone when she's not interested."

"That so?" Steve said, his blue eyes sparking with anger. He knew you were fully capable of handling yourself, which made it that much more satisfying when you let him do it for you.

Hearing Steve's deep voice, the man turned and his eyes went wide as he took in your soldiers. "Now listen fellas—"

"I don't think he wants to talk to us, Steve. Perhaps we should escort him outside and have a discussion about boundaries." The wicked grin that accompanied Buck's statement had you smiling.

"I think that's a great idea." Steve tossed an arm around the man's shoulders to steer him toward the door. They wouldn't actually hurt him, but they'd scare him enough that he might think twice about the way he treats women.

"Hurry back, boys. We've got shopping to finish," you instructed as you grabbed the front of the cart they'd left behind and pulled it after you so you could keep filling both of them.

"Yes, dear," came in unison as they headed outside with their new friend.

"That was...fantastic," a voice said, catching your attention. You glanced up to find a petite woman staring between you and the front of the store with wide eyes. "That guy's a jerk. He's always bothering me when I come in here."

You grinned at her. "I don't think you'll have to worry about that any more by the time the boys are finished."

She nodded as if still in a bit of a daze. "Are they both with you? I mean are you with them? I mean—I'm sorry, that's probably none of my business."

You heard Steve and Buck talking and laughing as they came back into the store and you turned to smile at them. Catching your eye, they both smiled back and your insides went warm as they always did when they turned that attention on you. "Yeah, they're mine," you said as you turned back to her. "They were just so pretty I couldn't decide so I kept them both." You gave a little shrug of your shoulders.

She returned your smile as the boys reclaimed their cart. Arms wrapped around you from behind and you knew without checking that it was Bucky. By this point, you could tell them apart blindfolded. You knew this for a fact after they got bored one night and decided to test you. He nestled his face into your neck and pressed a kiss just below your ear. "Making friends, doll?"

"Actually, the guy you got rid of has been harassing her as well," you explained.

Steve pushed his cart up until it was even with yours and he leaned over to give you a kiss. When he pulled away, he turned his attention to the other woman. "I don't think you'll need to be worrying about him anymore."

"Sorry to hurry off, but we have ice cream," Bucky said nudging you forward.

You turned to look at him. "I told you to get that last so it's not all melty. I hate that."

He shrugged. "I didn't get ours yet. Just Clint's and Sam's."

You chuckled as you shook your head. Of course. You glanced between the carts. While you hadn't gotten everything on the list, you had enough here to last for a couple of days. "Go grab ours then let's get out of here before you guys cause any more trouble."

Bucky took over pushing your cart and huffed a laugh. "Yeah, we're the ones causing trouble."

Steve grinned at you as he followed behind Buck. "You do realize that we chase guys off from you nearly every time we go out?"

You shrugged as you grasped his arm and leaned your head against it while you walked. "What can I say? I'm a catch."

Both men laughed and Steve was still chuckling as he leaned over to kiss the top of your head. "That you are, doll."

As you slid into a line, Bucky turned and motioned for you to come to him. You did, resting your head against his chest as his arms wrapped around you. "Thanks for keeping us, Y/N."

Your face heated slightly and you turned so you were buried more tightly against his chest. "Heard that, did you?"

There was a sound of agreement from both men. "I don't know how I feel about being called pretty," Steve admitted.

You shrugged. "Then I suppose you should have tried harder to be ugly."

Their laughter surrounded you. And there, in the middle of the afternoon, as you waited in line at the supermarket, you were with the men you loved and you couldn't have been happier.