You and Sargent Bucky Barnes just dont get along. Your sunny personality always clashes with his reserved seriousness. As he fails to navigate dating and you fight for a permanent part on the team, Bucky wants to strike a deal: Help with dating in e...
You woke the next morning feeling weighted down. Your eyes snapped open when you realized you actually were weighted down. That weight just happened to be of a very tall, warm and heavy Bucky Barnes.
His flesh arm slumped over your waist, keeping you tucked tight against him. The rising sun trickled through the blinds and you knew you had to get out of there before someone saw you.
You turned toward him, gently lifting his arm off you. Before you slid off the bed you watched his sleeping face.
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He looked so peaceful as his hair fell across his face. His chest fell and rose with his shallow breaths. You gazed at the scars across his biceps, especially the ones where his shoulder met his vibranium arm.
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He's quite beautiful.
Just then his blues eyes shot opened catching you in your voyeuristic gaze. You shot back, falling off the bed in a rush.
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"Sorry, I need to go," you say, jumping up while grabbing your shoes.
Bucky shot up, "Wait, (y/n)," you heard him mutter as you raced towards the door.
"I'll see you Monday for training," you yelp back, slamming the door behind you. You find relief in what you thought was an empty hallway as you quickly make your way back to your room. ************************************ You spent the rest of the weekend actively avoiding Bucky, unsure of what to even say.
