AVENGERS ONESHOTS (requests are closed)

Snip Snip ~ Bucky Barnes

Request- readerXbuckybarnes, Bucky asks the reader for a haircut!

purfumehoarder

Warnings- language, plenty of kisses, a little angsty

Words- 4061

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You and Bucky sit side by side at the breakfast nook area at the Avengers Mansion dining room. You sit with a cup of coffee and a bowl of oats. Bucky sits with his coffee and a big newspaper covering pretty much all of his face. You sigh as you look out the window, the sun was just rising in Manhattan, and it always took your breath away.

Bucky kept a hand on top of your thigh while his other hand held the newspaper. You smiled as you drank in his features. His hair, long and brown, still messy and unbrushed, pinned back into a bun. His eyes still slightly droopy as he looked down at the fragile inked paper. A small wrinkle in between his eyebrows from furrowing them together so often when he'd scowl or make his angry face.

"It's rude to stare, sweetheart, " says Bucky, not taking his eyes off of the International News section on the newspaper. You smile, "Can't help it, James, you are just so handsome, " you say and lace your fingers with his right hand that laid on your thigh. He smiles and folds up the paper, placing it beside him. He begins to lean over to kiss you, but the voice of the infamous, Tony Stark, comes into play.

You and Bucky pull apart, you let go of his hand and he lets go of your thigh. You both sit and try to make it look like you were minding your own business. "G' morning!" says Tony, yawning. He makes a beeline to the coffee pot and pours himself a dark roast brew with creme and sugar. He looks over to you and Bucky. After taking a sip, he says, "Jesus, Bucky, you need a haircut, " 

Bucky rolls his eyes, "And you need to take a shower, " says Bucky, smirking, "I mean, I can almost smell the oil coming off of you. You also have a mark on your face." You chuckle as Tony glares at Bucky, he turns to you, "So, Y/N, are you coming to movie night tonight? I think Steve is picking tonight, " says Tony. You give him a sad smile, "No, I'm sorry, I have a date tonight."

Bucky hides his face behind the newspaper to keep the big, wide smile covered. That's right you have a date, you have a date with me, he thinks to himself. Tony rolls his eyes, "Ugh, date? With who?" he asks. You have to fight the urge to not expose your relationship with Bucky. "His name is James, " you say, no one here calls him James, only you. Tony shrugs, "James? Where's he from?" asks Tony, putting his coffee on the counter and takes out the bread from the breadbasket. 

"He is from Brooklyn, " you answer, James was from Brooklyn, but now lives in Manhattan. "You haven't met him before, " you lie straight through your teeth. Bucky bites his lip to smother his laugh. "Hm, oh well, what about you, " says Tony, turning to Bucky, "You coming to movie night?" 

Bucky shakes his head, "Nope, I'm busy, " he says and Tony groans, "Seriously? Are you sure? Steve is picking, it'll probably be a film that was from your time, " he says and Bucky shakes his head, "Can't cancel on this one." 

Tony shrugs, "Oh well, losers, " he says as he leaves the room with his toast and coffee. You and Bucky both sigh, "Meet me in my room?" you ask, and Bucky smiles and nods. You stand up to start heading off to your room, you guys never left at the same time. Too much suspicion. Bucky stayed seated, just staring at, what he found was your gorgeous silhouette. More specifically your hips, he smirked knowing that all of that is his. 

After a few minutes, Bucky also made his way up to your room. Being careful that no one saw him walking into your room. Double-checking the hallways and then walking in. You weren't on the bed, nor were you on the futon in the corner of your room, but a light emitted from the bottom of the door and the sound of the showerhead was on.