Avengers Oneshots

There's something about him|Stucky

A/N: I'm feeling particularly depressed and dysphoric right now and this is supposed to be fluffy and light-hearted, so...we'll see how this shit-show goes. Told from Steve's point of view.

I watched Bucky climb a tree from a distance. He was dead-set on staying up there to watch the stars tonight, so I let him. I knew he loved the sky since the first camping trip he went on in the twenties with his dad.

"Steve!" Bucky called from up in the branches. "Are ya gonna give me the blankets or what?"

"Whoops, sorry Buck. I'm coming!" I apologize as I picked up the stack of blankets and ran to his tree. He accepted the stack of blankets with a broad smile and I watched as he layed the blankets over the tree's branch attachment, where he would sit.

"Steve, do ya wanna join me in my tree to watch the stars?" Bucky asked softly, reducing me to a blushing mess.

"I-uh...I-I'm gonna go make hot chocolate. I'll think about it while I'm doing it, okay pal?" I said, not even waiting for an answer as I jogged up the lawn to our house.

I watched his response from the window after I dead-out sprinted there. He was watching the house with an amused look on his face. I slid to my butt against the wall, sighing and feeling my face get hot.

"Holy fuck." I muttered under my breath. "I think he might be the one. There's something special about him..."

"Moobs and thicc thighs." Clint said with a straight face as he seemed to drip out of the vent with Nat. "Let's be honest, Barnes is thicc as fuck as well as buff and you like that don't you?"

"Well..." I blushed, looking down at my feet.

"Well, you aren't wrong, Barton." Tony said, coming into the room with a cup of coffee. "He has a type."

"Well, if that's the case, Stark, what's his type?" Nat smirked.

"Barnes." Tony said, sipping his coffee. "That's it. It's kinda obvious actually. He compares everyone he goes on a date with to Bucky. And apparently Barnes is one of a kind."

"Shuttup!!" I screeched, throwing books at the trio.

"It's true!" Tony protested, ducking as I threw another book at him.