This is possibly the most ridiculous thing I've written. And look at the picture. He's so cute. It kills me.

Bucky sat on the couch, intensley reading Romeo and Juliet. You were bored and wanted to do something, so you jumped onto the cushion next to him, making him bounce slightly. He didn't even look up at you, so you huffed and layed on his lap. He still had no reaction, so you smacked the book out of his hand, making it fly upwards over the back of the couch.

He sighed. "What do you need?"

"I'm bored." You said.

"I was reading."

"I don't care."

He looked at you with a 'really?' look. You smiled mischievously. He smirked and suddenly moved his hands to your sides, his fingers tickling you.

"Wah!" You cried, squirming under his arms. He bit his lip and scrunched his nose as he tickled you.

"Stop! Please!" You gasped, trying to get away without rolling off the couch and hurting yourself.

"Say you're sorry!" He yelled over your giggles.

"Never!"

"Say it!"

"Stop!"

"Say it!"

"Fine!" He stopped tickling you and you gasped for breath. "I'm sorry." You grumbled, crossing your arms.

"Good girl." He teased and kissed your forehead. You blushed, since you had a bit of a crush on Bucky.

"Now let's go do something." He said, causing you to hop off the couch and pull him up.

"Let's go!" You said, linking arms with him and pulling him towards the elevator and making him laugh. "Come on, buddy!"

He stopped laughing and froze in place. You let go of his arm and looked at him worriedly.

"Bucky?"

He clasped a hand over his heart and slowly fell to his knees, then on his side.

"Bucky?! What's wrong?!" You said, dropping beside him.

"B-B-Buddy?" He asked. You looked at him in confusion, then slowly realized what was going on.

"Oh god." You whispered. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it." You covered your mouth with your hand.

Bucky rolled onto his back and stared blankly at the ceiling. "So this is what the friendzone feels like." He wondered out loud.

"No, Bucky! Don't cross that line!" You said.

"I think you pushed me over it." He whispered, closing his eyes slowly.

"No! I didn't! I didn't mean it!"

"It's too late." His voice was getting softer and softer.

You panicked, and tour first instinct was to take his face in your hands and kiss him. So that's what you did. You pushed your lips onto his, making his eyes pop open in surprise. He quickly relaxed into your touch, pulling you closer by your waist.

You eventually had to pull away to breathe. You rested your forehead on his.

"You, sir, aren't allowed in the friendzone."

"Yes ma'am."