Warnings: Fluff, really short
Words: 449
POV: 3rd
————————————-——————————————
"Bucks, what you doing on Valentine's Day?"
"Nothin' you?" Bucky responds to Sam's random question, better be polite.
"Well! I think that we should do something." Sam says convincingly enough to say their just friends. Even though Sam knows they're something more.
"Ya' know what. Why not?." Bucky says and goes back to watching his TV shows.
The Brooklyn nine-nine scenes play in the background whilst Sam slowly walks away and into the kitchen. Bucky just leans his head on the arm of the chair and closes his eyes. The rain falling down quickly, landing on the window making that satisfying sound it always makes. Steve and Tony walk in talking about their mission they just got off of. They didn't realise Bucky lying on the sofa with Brooklyn nine-nine playing quietly in the background. Clint passing through with ice-cream and two spoons in his hands, either for him and Scott or for him and Natasha. All of a sudden a blanket is thrown over Bucky, he knows it's there but he doesn't bother to raise his head and look for that familiar face of what ever team member is helping him.
"Sleep well" the familiar voice of his best friend whispered. He could hear the footsteps padding away from the sofa and into a further room.
Sam on the other hand was making dinner for everyone. But for Bucky he was preparing something more. He made him cookies for after, in the shape of little stars, with red icing on. They were representing the star on his silver, metal arm. The dim lights making it hard to see but for Bucky. Sam would do anything. Like how Tony would do anything for Steve and Steve would do anything for Tony. Just to show how much one another care and love each other, they both love each other but won't tell each other. Sam carries on cooking with headphones in, the sweet melody of "perfect" by Ed Sheeran plays. He starts to sway whilst cooking, no ones hiding him so it doesn't matter. Suddenly two arms wrap around his waist and he immediately stops, wide eyed. He turns and immediately calms slightly when he realised its Bucky. He then realised that it was different but he definitely weren't complaining about it.
"Mmhmmmmorn-afternoon." Bucky mumbled
"Hey, good nap?" Sam asks whilst brushing a hand up into buckets hair.
"The best. What you doing on Valentine's Day?" Bucky asks
"Hopefully. Spending it with you?"
"Of course." Bucky says and snuggles into Sam's back.
"Mehhh I love you." Bucky mumbles tiredly but his voice full of love.
"I love you too."
(Sorry about it being short, I just wanted to get something out for valentines considering I apparently like making myself feel more and more lonely. Just ye here sorry it's so short and badly written😂)
