pov- imagines

PRETTY- (SP1) B. BARNES

pairings: bucky barnes x reader
warnings: none, pretty bad writing
about: part one of pretty: bucky does small things to make himself happy.

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you had been on instagram, scrolling mindlessly as bucky played with your hair from behind you.

it was peaceful, calm, quiet.

something that didn't happen much in the avengers compound.

unfortunately for you, though, it lasted all of ten minutes when your phone was suddenly robbed from your hands.

you were caught off guard, and your hand had stayed frozen for a few solid seconds before your brain decided to catch up with the world around you and let you move.

bucky was staring at something- something that you had seen but couldn't remember what it was- on your phone, interested gaze not flinching when you raised a brow.

"uh, buck?"

you craned your neck to look at your phone, biting your lip as you grinned at the post bucky was looking at. "what are those?" bucky asked softly, and you held back widening your smile at him. "those are called flower crowns."

"they're pretty."

"aren't they? i think i made some when I was younger."

bucky looked up at you in surprise when you said that, thinking for a second.

"so, you know how to make them?"

you nodded thoughtlessly, "yeah, why?"

bucky blushed suddenly, and you raised and eyebrow. it wasn't a necessarily strange- or bad, you found it quite cute, actually- occurrence to see bucky blush, but you thought he felt comfortable with you now.

"uh, my therapist told me that i should do things to make myself happy. you know, so i can... uh-"

you nodded, understanding. "love yourself?"

bucky nodded gently, and you bit your lip. "and making flower crowns will make you happy?"

bucky nodded again, and you grinned, "well then, let's make flower crowns!"

bucky's lips quirked up in a smile, and you felt a wave of pride go through you for making that happen. you wrapped his hand in yours and pulled him up.

"c'mon!" you hurried, trying to pull his muscular self while he laughed at you.

-

it had turned out that there weren't too many flowers just lying around the compound, so bucky and you had decided to go on a small road trip.

"real flowers or not?" you asked bucky as you drove, and bucky looked at you, surprised.

"real, duh," he answered, and you giggled at the look on his face. "'m just asking, since real only last a few days."

bucky paused, "both," he corrected, and you nodded, leading the car to the dollar tree.

"fake first."

-

"how many do i get?" bucky asked you, looking at the wall of flowers in the dollar tree.

"however many you want, buck."

-

you tried not to giggle as you looked at the cashier, who stood, surprised at the thirty dollars worth of fake plastic flowers next to her.

"thirty-seven dollars and fifty- two cents, sir."

you nodded, giving her a credit card that tony had given you, looking at bucky, who was placing all the flowers in various bags.

"you sure you got enough, bucky?" you asked him as you both walked out of the store, and his eyes went wide momentarily, looking at you in a panic. "what? do you not think we have enough?"

you giggled, shaking your head, "i'm teasing, bucky, we got enough, only worry about which flowers we're going to get at the flower shop."

-

"how many do i g-"

"however many you want, buck."

"oh."

-

that is how you ended up charging over a hundred dollars on tony's credit card, and you'll never forget the look on his face when you both came back from your little trip.

"you two spent one-hundred and thirty- three dollars on flowers?!"

"yes, tony, what about it?"

-

"so, you put the flower like this, and then the other like this, then do this, and then just repeat!" you explained, showing bucky with flowers.

within two hours, you had completed one and bucky had completed two.

on your third, you placed a real-flower flower crown on his head and grinned, running to your cupboard to get your polaroid.

"ooh, i'm gonna have a new favorite polaroid..." you muttered, snapping an adorable picture of a happy, glowing bucky.

when you had run out of flowers, you sat together, flower crowns sat atop your head as bucky fiddled with your sore fingers.

"are you happy?" you asked, turning your head to look at bucky, who smiled.

"i'm always happy when i'm with you," bucky grinned, and you rolled your eyes jokingly, "even when we're on life-threatening missions or when i annoy you?"

bucky laughed at you as he nuzzled his head on your cheek, giving you a small kiss before pausing, "thank you, y/n."

you smiled, "for what?"

"teaching me how it make flower crowns. and making them with me."

"of course, bucky, i'll make you happy any day," you sent him a wink and giggled as he paused, attacking your neck with kisses a few seconds later.