Bucky x Loki Oneshots

Vacation

Summary: Bucky and Loki are trying to get some quiet and space to themselves, but people keep trying to interrupt.

Pairings: Bucky/Loki, Winterfrost

Warnings: swearing, pissed off Bucky

Words: 2.314

Genre: fluff, humour

A/N: based on a promt someone gave me on tumblr. This is just a silly oneshot.

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"Finally." Bucky sighed as he threw his bag on the bed of their cabin; his body following shortly after as he slumped on the mattress, burying his head in the soft sheets. "Some time to relax."

Both him and Loki had decided that after those stressful and exhausting months of going on missions, they deserved some time to relax. They had been away non-stop, going from one mission to another, straining their bodies to the limit and finally coming to a rest, deep in a cabin in the woods, they rented for a few weeks. Cut off from people and most importantly, cut off from life.

"Don't get too comfortable, James. We still need to get some wood for the fireplace or you're going to freeze in the night." Loki said with a smile, as he put his clothing in the wooden closet.

"Nooooo." Bucky whined quietly as he rolled onto his back, his limps spread out. "Isn't there wood somewhere in here?"

Loki chuckled and offered Bucky a hand as he pulled him into a sitting position.

"I haven't seen any laying around."

"So what? We're paying for some relaxing time a hell lot of money and they don't even put wood for the fireplace in here? What place is this?" the brown-haired man complained as he started to get up.

"There really is no need to get angry now, Bucky. It's just wood, we're getting it in a minute and will be back five minutes later." He grabbed Bucky's waist from behind and laid his head on the shoulder that connected the metal arm with his body made of flesh. "Wanna take a nap afterwards?"

"A nap?" Bucky laughed. "Do I look like a five-year-old?"

"You're the grumpiest five-year-old I've ever seen, Barnes." Loki smacked a quick kiss against the bearded cheek and released the muscular waist.

"Shut up and get your ass out here, Loki. The sooner we're getting the wood, the sooner we can get under the sheets and take that damned nap."

The pile of logs was directly next to their small cabin, neatly stacked and still a little bit wet from the rain in the morning. Both grabbed a couple of the cut trees and carried them back into their hut, closing the door behind them.

"Nothing will ruin this vacation from now on. This is perfect." Loki sighed as he slumped on the bed, Bucky following him shortly after. It wasn't even 3 in the afternoon but after those rough couple of months they deserved the rest they got.

"You know what, Loki?" Bucky asked as he sat next to the god I'm the bed, getting rid of his black shirt and throwing it into the corner. Loki answered with a soft 'hmmm' as his head sunk deeper into the soft pillow underneath it.

"We're going to stay in this cabin for as long as we want, alright? No Avengers, no Hydra, no fucking missions." He laughed and fell down beside Loki, their faces only inches apart.

"You forgot the best part: no Thor. It's just the two of us and some bugs crawling in and out of the hut." The trickster smiled into the pillow. He put his hand on Bucky's cheek, stroking it softly. "Now shhh, love." He whispered and the movement from his hand stopped.