Mission Impossible Pt. 3 | Bucky Barnes
Finally put one of my pictures up! My trip to DC has been my favorite so far! Enjoy the fluff fest!
"Ugh!" Bucky's grunt was heard throughout the entire floor. No matter how hard he tried to get to you, either with a kick to the gut or a punch to your cheek, you were too fast for him. Years of training has finally paid off, you thought proudly. He stayed put on the floor, groaning every other ten seconds.
"Up for another round?" You chuckled as you offered your hand to the man sprawled across the mat. He reached up and grabbed your hand but as you pulled up he pulled down harder, bringing you down to the floor with him. He moved fast enough to get on top of you, pinning your hands above your head, and straddled you.
"This round isn't over yet, doll." James smirked down at you. You tried to wiggle your way out of his hold but it was useless so you resorted to kicking the hell out of his head with one blow. His grip on your hands loosened and you pulled your hands free, rolling him over and taking the advantage. Letting out a frustrated scream, your fist flew towards his face, stopping just inches away from his cheek bone.
"Now it's over." It was your time to smirk.
*time skip brought to you by Falcon flying Hawkeye around*
After three months of getting to know James, you let your feelings catch up to you. You let yourself daydream about him constantly, especially when you let your mind wander; it always came back to James Barnes. Getting to know him helped you ease your distrust towards him and allowed you to see his sweet yet broken side. Your small crush slowly morphed into love, and you had finally admitted to yourself. The only setback was not letting him know about any of it. You were too afraid of being rejected by him or being made fun of by the team; it was enough torment from Clint, you didn't need the whole team to get in on the fun.
You wrapped your towel around your body as you got out of the shower. Looking around your closet you chose your Dunder Mifflin shirt and your favorite pair of skinny jeans. You slipped on your favorite pair of Vans and skipped out of your room to meet up with Bucky. He had invited you to go to the Museum of Natural History with him and you had immediately agreed.
"Hey (Y/N)," Bucky smiled as he took you in. You smiled shyly as you stopped in front of him. Together you walked to the museum, taking in the nice weather. You had your camera out, taking pictures of absolutely everything, not planning to leave a single memory undocumented. As you approached the museum you stopped and admired the building, "What?" He asked.
"I love museums."
"C'mere," He said. You walked over and he took his phone out of his pocket. He slid the screen to the right, opening the camera and turning it to selfie mode. He put his arm around you and snapped a few shots of both of you with the museum in the background. He turned both of you around and started walking up the steps of the building. As you walked through the different displays, you noticed that he never took his arm off your shoulders. You would occasionally pull away to practically run to a different part of the museum in pure bliss but once Bucky caught up he would casually put his arm around you again.
You walked around the museum for hours, soaking in every bit of it; and by the end of the day, your hand was held safely in Bucky's. Once you got back to the tower, you knew you were a blushing mess. Bucky kept complimenting your outfit and how he liked the way you went crazy giving out random facts about the everything showcased in the museum.
"I had fun today, thanks for inviting me," You said.
"Yeah, I had fun too. I'm glad you agreed to go on this date with me."
"This was a date?"
"This wasn't a date?" He questioned, lifting an eyebrow. You looked down as you blushed. You had no idea what to say.
"I guess it kinda was." You mumbled and shuffled awkwardly. He put his hand under your chin and tilted your head up. He smiled a crooked a smile, looking sheepish.
"Doll, I like you and I wanna go steady with you. What do you say? Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Your lips curved into a small smile, "Yes."
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Okayy so that was such a weird ending to the story cuz it went in a totally different direction haha but in my defense I am very sleepy and tired. But how cute was Bucky's old slang *drools* Please comment any requests! And if you're too shy just send me a PM! Love y'all!!
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