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Bucky Barnes: My Plums!(f)

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I kick Steve in the chest. He does a flip, and lands on his feet. "Show off." I laugh, trying to keep my breathing under control. He smirks, and comes at me again. I duck as his arm gets closer to me, and kick him behind the knees. I get on his back as he falls to his knees. I hold him there, twisting his arms to keep them behind his back. I hear the door open, but don't look. I laugh again, breathing properly now. "Are you going easy on me Cap?" I loosen my grip on his arms, and go to get off his back, but he turns around and pulls me down to the ground. He holds my arms above my head and laughs, as he hovers over me.

"Never." He smirks, and lets go. He stands up, and holds out an arm to me. I grab his hand, and he pulls me up to my feet. We both turn to the door, and see Nat and Bucky. "Buck." Steve's smirk dissolves into a smile, as he rushes to his best friend. I watch them hug and start to catch up as Nat walks towards me.

"You're staring, y/n." She teases quietly. I smack her arm.

"It's not my fault he's so fucking hot." I reply. Bucky looks at me and smirks, as if he heard me. I smile and quickly turn towards Natasha. "When'd he get back?"

"He just got back about 10 minutes ago. He grabbed a plum from the kitchen, and asked where Steve was, so a brought him here."

"HE STOLE MY PLUM?!" I ask loudly. My jaw drops as Nat nods.

"I'm sorry. I would've stopped him, but he had already eaten more than half." I turn to glare at him. He looks a bit uncomfortable, looking to Nat and Steve for help. Steve looks worried, looking between me and Bucky.

"That was the last one!" I complain loudly, looking Bucky dead in the eyes. Nat places a hand on my shoulder as I glare more intensely at Bucky. She leads me out, making sure to stay between me and Bucky. Steve does the same as we walk past them and towards the door. I continue to glare over my shoulder, until I can no longer see him. "He maybe hotter than the fucking sun, but he had no right. He didn't even ask. If he asked I probably would've said yes, and I wouldn't be mad." I huff grumpily. Nat pats my shoulder empathically.

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I walk into the kitchen to put away my dinner dishes. I wash them quickly and put them in the dish rack. I dry my hands, and walk back to my room. I sit there for a bit, listening to music, then decide to watch something on Netflix.

About 2 hours later, I feel hungry again. I groan as I get up, and walk to the kitchen again. Tony's sitting at the table. "Hey. Whatcha doin'?"

"Looking for a snack. And I mean actually looking." I grumble as I go through cupboards. "Bucky ate my last plum. Can you believe that?"

"Wow. You'd think people would learn after you almost killed me for doing that."

I scoff. "I didn't almost kill you. But yeah, I mean if you don't wanna die, don't steal my plums."

Tony laughs. "Well, you have fun. I gotta get back to the lab. Banner's probably waiting for me."

"Okay, bye." I sigh.

I open the fridge and bend down to see properly. I hear a quiet footstep not to far away, and stand up to see Bucky standing in the doorway. I stand straighter, and I feel a small blush rising to my cheeks. I glare at him, then turn to the freezer as I open it. "What?" I ask sharply, as I feel his eyes on me. I pull out a tub of ice cream. "Want some?" I grab two bowls when he nods. I turn back to the ice cream, and start scooping some into the bowls. Bucky comes closer and sets a bag down on the counter beside me. Then he hugs me from behind, his breath on the back of my neck. "Do you want to die Barnes?"

"I'm sorry for eating your last plum." He lets go of me, and unties the bag, handing me a plum. I stare at it as I grab it. I look up at him, all of my anger fading away. "Steve told me what happened when Tony ate your last plum, and how everyone knows better than to do that now. So, I got you more. You know, to show you that I'm sorry."

"Thank you." I smile up at him, and he smiles back. I force myself to look away from his beautiful blue eyes. "So, how much ice cream do you want?"

"Just fill it up, please." He replies.

"Hey, you wanna try something new? I bet you'll like it."

"Sure." I fill up two bowls of ice cream and cut up some plums to put in the ice cream. I hand it to him, and he eats some. "This is so good." He moans.

"Thanks." I blush again, eating some of my own ice cream.

"I can't believe I haven't done this before." He scoops another spoonful into his mouth. "Can I hang out with you tonight? Everyone else is either busy doing something else or sleeping. You even tired out Steve today, so you must put up a hell of a fight." He laughs, and I smile and nod.

"Sure. If you want. I was just watching something on Netflix."

"Okay." We walk to my room, bowls in hand. When in the room, I put on a show. Bucky watches, while eating his ice cream. I grab my phone out of my pocket, and text Nat.

Y/n: He's in my room Nat!!!!!!
Natasha: What! What're you two doing?
Y: Netflix & ice cream... also he got me plums to say sorry!! 🥰 what should I do?
Y: should I tell him?
Y: what if he doesn't like me and then it's super awkward!!
Y: I can't do that to the team!!!
N: Clint says you should tell him
N: I agree
Y: YOU TOLD CLINT?? 😭😱
N: he read over my shoulder sorry...😐
N: but he says Bucky's told pretty much all the guys he likes you
N: so you should go for it!!
Y: okay. I'll think about it!!
Y: wish me luck! 🎉
N: good luck!❤️
N: get some 😉😏
Y: omg stfu!!!
Y: but thanks 🥰😂

I put my phone down to see Bucky finishing his ice cream, and mine slowly melting. I eat it quickly. Once I'm done, I put my bowl on the desk beside my bed. I shiver a bit and Bucky wraps his metal arm around me, which doesn't really help. "Your arm is cold." I say as I snuggle into his chest for warmth.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry." He pulls his sleeve down, and pulls the blanket over both of us.

"Thank you." I lay my arm across his stomach, and place my head on his chest. The steady sound of his heartbeat soothes me.

And I decide I want to tell him how I feel.

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