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Prompt -  'So this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you saying I’m sorry for that night.’

You felt like you could hardly sit still as you sat at a small table furthest away from the door, trying to get the most amount of privacy for the conversation that was to come. Outside the window snow fell down and you rubbed your hands together, both out of nerves and in an attempt to warm them up.

You had played and replayed how this conversation was going to go a million times over in your head, planned what to say only to scrap each idea as nothing you came up with felt good enough.

The drink you had ordered had been placed on your table only seconds before the bell jingled to announce the door opening and you barely had time to thank the waitress before your mouth went dry. As much as you wanted this conversation, as grateful as you were for it, there was another part of you that wanted to run away.

But you couldn’t run away again, not when you were being given a second chance, even if it was only to have one last conversation before living the rest of your life with regrets over what could've been.

You watched as he scanned the rooms, cheeks red from the cold, before his eyes landed on you. You hated the tension clearly readable even from across the room and how he seemed to have to force his feet to make their way over to you.

“Hi.” He greeted softly, his voice sending an ache through you and you had to force yourself to swallow past the lump in your throat as he sat in the seat across from you.

“Hey,” Your voice was just as soft as his was, if a little more obviously shaky. “Thank you for coming, I’m so glad you made time to see me.”

“Yeah, well, I,” Buck started before he trailed off and shook his head. “It’s good to see you.”

“You too.” You told him with a small smile, meaning it with every part of you. It had only been two or so weeks since you had last seen him but you had missed him more than words could say. “How is everything? How’s the 118, I haven’t seen them since-” You cut yourself off, neither you or Buck needing you to finish that sentence.

“Things are good, work’s busy but I guess it always is more hectic around the holidays.” He smiled and even though it didn’t meet his eyes you were so glad to see it. “Everyone else is good, Christopher misses you.”

“I miss him too.” Breaking up with Buck was bad but it wasn’t just him you had lost, you had lost the friendship you had made with his friends. You didn’t blame any of them for cutting you off, they were his friends first and would always be in his corner before yours but you missed them all so much.

“How’ve you been?” Buck asked and you couldn’t stop the frown that pulled at your lips because truth be told you hadn’t been great but you wouldn’t tell Buck that, not when it was your fault you were having sleepless night after sleepless night, replaying the same scene, the same conversation, over in your head a million times. You spent nights crying when the memories of weekend trips invaded your mind, summer adventures where Buck drove and you sat at his side, watching him laugh as the two of you sung loudly to the radio, remembered the nights tucked against his chest with his arms wrapped around you and feeling safer than you had ever felt in your whole life.

“I’m okay.” Was about as much as you could muster up and Buck glanced away from you for only a moment before his focus was back on you. The lump in your throat was back and you forced it down, as well as the stinging you felt in the back of your eyes.

The small talk was painful to both of you, the reason why you were here hanging heavily in the air but you were still desperately trying to think of the right thing to say. Buck’s guard was so obviously up and for good reason to. You’d hurt him, you knew he had been hurt before, left behind without a second thought and you had done the same to him.

How could you tell him the reason when you didn’t fully understand why you had done it yourself? How could you tell him that you had panicked, that he had been so perfect, so incredible, always thoughtful, always putting you first, how could you tell him that it was so serious that it had scared you.

Part of you knew he would have understood if you had handled it better, if you had sat him down and told him that this was the most serious relationship you’d ever had, that you loved him more than anything and that terrified you. For some reason you hadn’t been able to bring yourself to do that though, to handle it maturely and take a breath, instead you had walked away in a panic only to regret it every day since.

Buck had every reason to keep his distance now, he had every reason not to show up at all but you were glad he had. You loved him so much and if you ever had a second chance with the man you would never take it for granted.

You shifted in your seat, sitting up straighter and wrapped your hands around your mug just for something to do with them. The lump in your throat seemed to be stuck there but you took another breath and forced yourself to address the reason you had asked Buck to come here.

No part of you was expecting him to take you back but you at least owed him an explanation. People were good at leaving Buck without one and after all the goodness and kindness he had treated you with he at least deserved a reason, he deserved to not spend anymore nights blaming himself and wondering what had gone wrong.

“I’m sorry,” you began and watched as Buck sat up straighter too, his eyes wide and sad as he looked at you and you felt your heart ache. “I’m sorry for that night, Buck. I regret it more than I’ve regretted anything.”

“Why?” Was all Buck was able to choke out and seeing the tears in his eyes made yours sting.

“I wish there was a good reason, Buck. I wish I could tell you something that doesn’t sound as pathetic as the truth.” You told him, voice cracking as you spoke and your grip on the mug tightened.

“Just tell me, Y/N/N, I need to know because I have spent every night agonising over what I did wrong.” He forced out, a single tear sliding down his cheek but he made no move to wipe it away. “I thought we were good.”

“We were, Buck. I promise you, if you don’t believe anything else I say believe this, you were perfect. You were so much more that I could ever ask for, so much more than I deserve and it terrified me. It terrified me Buck because I have never felt this way about anyone in my whole life and I didn’t know how to handle it. I didn’t know what to do with the fact that I love you Buck, I love you so much and I’m not saying this to win you back, I know I hurt you and that, that is unforgivable because you were nothing but amazing and you didn’t deserve me walking out on you and for that, Buck, I am so sorry.” By the end of the short speech tears were sliding down both your cheeks and you were glad you had sat at the back in the far corner of the room, grateful for the privacy.

“Y/N,” Buck whispered but couldn’t seem to say anything else and you smiled at him, a smile filled with sadness and regret.

“I’m so, so sorry, Buck.” You repeated shakily, “I said this wasn’t me trying to get you back and I meant that but I have spent every night since that night regretting not just talking to you, every night missing you more than anything. If I could go back and change it, go back and just talk to you, God Buck, I'd do it in a heartbeat and I’d understand you never wanting to see me again, to walk away and be done with me-”

“I love you too, Y/N/N.” Buck told you softly, cutting off whatever you were going to say next and you were glad for the interruption both because you had no idea what you were actually saying, the words just falling out of you, but also because you got to hear Buck tell you he loved you for the first time. “I love you so much and trust me I was scared too, hell Bobby and Eddie can tell you how many nights I kept them up talking about it so I get it, I just wished you’d talked to me before leaving.”

The two of you were sat with tears falling down your cheeks, looking at one another with love, sadness, hope, as well a whole mix of other emotions. Despite not knowing what was going to happen, for the first time since you’d left Buck you felt like you could breathe again, like the weight that had been sitting on your chest for weeks was finally gone and you couldn’t help but smile at Buck.

“I wish I could change how I handled it.” You told him softly and he just smiled back at you, reaching across the table and gently pried your hand off the mug to wrap in his hand, his thumb brushing gently against your knuckles.

“Promise me that next time you’ll just talk to me, Y/N. I can’t handle you walking away again.” Buck told you and your eyebrows knitted together before his words fully registered and your eyes widened.

“Next time? Buck I-”

“You were scared and overwhelmed and didn’t know how to handle it. I told you I get it but we have to talk about these things, I don’t want to lose you.” Buck cut you off and you couldn’t help but smile at his words even as more tears filled your eyes.  

“I promise, Buck.” You told him sincerely, still in disbelief that he was so open to fixing things, to not holding your mistake against you.

God, you loved him so much.

“Good because these last few weeks have been hell.” He laughed even as a few more tears slid down his cheeks. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too, Buck.” You said softly and the two of you just sat there for a moment longer, unable to look away from each other, unable to stop smiling as you did.

You might not have been able to go back in time, back to that first week of December where you had walked out of Buck’s apartment with tears sliding down your cheeks, but somehow you were here now with Buck, Buck who had the biggest heart you knew, Buck who would bend over backwards to help anyone, Buck who had the capacity to forgive no matter how many times he got hurt.

You swore to yourself as you squeezed the hand still holding yours that you would never take him for granted, would never let another day go by you don’t tell him you loved him, would never mess up your second chance with Buck.

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Prompt - ‘Now this is an open-shut case I guess I should've known from the look on your face.’

Whenever Buck was around things were just easier. He made everything around him lighter, always there with a warm smile and would do anything for anyone. It hadn’t taken long for the two of you to become friends, to be inseparably joined at the hip. It wasn’t just that you worked well together, able to read each other without needing words, you were close once the shift ended, whereas most people who spent as much time as you did with your colleagues would part ways, you and Buck left together and spent hours at each other's side.

You knew that your feelings for Buck went deeper than just friendship, it was obvious to anybody looking at the pair of you that you were half way in love with the man. It was also painfully obvious that Buck was right there with you but you couldn’t see it, not even when the others told you about the way Buck looked at you, not even when they insisted that the two of you would be perfect together.

When you looked at Buck you couldn't see how he felt, sure he was all soft smiles and gentle touches but he was the same with all his friends. You couldn’t guess from the look on his face that he could want more than what you had.

You often found yourself getting lost around Buck, gazing at him whilst he spoke as you tried to see what the others claimed was obvious but you never could. Occasionally you thought something could have been there, some longing glance or adoring look but you always shook your head, convincing yourself that you were just seeing what you wanted to see.

You were content with what you had though, you had to be otherwise it would drive you crazy, you had to be because if you weren’t it meant you’d mess up what you already had with Buck and you couldn’t do that. You’d rather silently pine whilst dreaming about what it would be like to love Buck and be loved back than not have him around at all.

It drove the others crazy that neither of you could see what could be, how easy it would be for the two of you to have one little conversation that would lead to so much happiness. They'd watched you and Buck from day one, seen the way your eyes were immediately drawn to him as Bobby introduced you to the team, saw the way Buck jumped at every opportunity to show you around and helped you with the copious amounts of chores given to you as a probie.

The two of you were perfect for each other, you could go from bantering and teasing into deep and meaning conversations, you were capable of getting Buck to let down his walls, him telling you things he had never shared with anyone before, likewise Buck was probably the person on the planet who knew you best. Whilst it was tempting to shake the two of you by the shoulders until you saw sense or lock you in a room until things were resolved everybody knew that you and Buck had to do this alone, with or without their intervention it was pretty much guaranteed that you two would get together.

It wasn’t just in the way you and Buck could flip between serious and playful when the situation called for it. It was the way you would take one look at Buck, needing only a second to scan his features, before you disobeyed Bobby’s direct orders and followed Buck into a burning building, trusting his judgement and following where he went without a second thought, knowing you’d follow him wherever he went for as long as he’d have you whether it was into his car on the way home or into the flames. It was the way he wrapped his arm around you so casually drawing you closer to him, the way his hand squeezed yours so softly in the truck whenever he could see a call had affected you. It was the way you sat on the counter as you watched him dance around as he spent hours cooking a meal just for the two of you. It was the little moments that would be so meaningless to others that you held close, that made you fall further and further for Buck.

There were so many times you’d just wanted to beg him to show you he felt the same, beg him to take your hand and never let go. You were content with what you had but you could selfishly want more too.

Despite the fact that both of you wanted so badly, nothing happened between the two of you for years, long painful years filled with the most beautiful memories. By this point you knew it was love, there wasn’t another word for the rush of emotions you still felt whenever Buck smiled at you, whenever you watched him scoop Christopher up to greet him, when you watched him punch at the bags in the gym, when he held you in his arms, it was love.  

The others liked to joke that it would take a miracle for you and Buck to finally see that you had practically been dating for all this time. It seemed the universe agreed with the sentiment of wanting you and Buck together but instead of a miracle it gave you a tragedy instead.

It was a call that sounded bad from the get-go and by the time you rolled up to the scene the fire was out of control, already engulfing the two buildings to the side of it. If it was bad outside it was even worse inside. Obviously you were used to feeling the heat of the flames way too close for comfort, it was the job after all, but something about this one felt different, the flames engulfed everything around them, the ceiling was collapsing in on each floor, cutting off exits. Smoke was thick in the air as you made your way through the building, Buck ahead of you as he cleared the way before helping you through.

In the distance a floor or two up you could hear a child crying hysterically, choking on tears and smoke but at least they were still breathing. You and Buck didn’t know how much time you had but it wasn’t long so the two of you tried to work your way upwards, the stairs not an option anymore. You made it up one floor, the sweat pouring off both of you when the radios cracked to life.

“118, evacuate the building.” Bobby’s voice called through and Buck’s head whipped around to look at you, his eyes shifting from yours to the ceiling, the child’s cries closer now. “I repeat evacuate the building, it’s been declared too unstable, it’s going to crumble any moment.”

You and Buck stayed silent, gazes locked on each other for a few seconds as the rest of the team confirmed they were moving out.

“Buck, Y/N, come in.” Bobby called and Buck shook his head.

“What do you want to do?” You asked him, knowing already what his answer would be. Neither of you would be able to leave without at least trying.

“I’m not leaving.” Buck told you and you nodded that was all you needed and you gestured for him to carry on. “Y/N/N, you gotta leave.”

“Not happening, Buck. Hurry, we don't have long.” You told him, seeing the wide eyed soft look he was giving you behind his helmet and any other time you’d be lost in that expression, thinking it over and over but right now wasn’t the time.

“Take my hand.” Buck said as he struggled over the rubble, holding a hand out to help you and you slid your hand into his palm, even with the heavy uniform you couldn’t help but savour the moment.

Bobby’s voice called through the radio again and as you and Buck headed towards the crying child you listened to Buck arguing with him, refusing to leave before turning the radio off completely.

“If we get out of here alive Bobby’s gonna kill you for that.” You told him and couldn't help the pull of your lips as he laughed before pulling himself up another floor, using the rubble to help him.

“Yeah probably but what else is new?” He grinned, holding his hand out again for you and you let him help you pull you up.

The whole building seemed to shake and Buck grabbed onto your arms, pulling you closer as you waited for something to happen, neither of you breathing until a few seconds passed and the building just about stayed standing.

The sound of the child’s screeching cries snapped you back into action, both of your heads turning right in the direction before Buck let go of you with a nod. You nodded back and followed after him with careful steps, keeping your eyes on Buck and desperately trying to focus on him and not the building that was minutes away from collapsing.

“I got her!” Buck called as he climbed through the rubble and picked the child up, she couldn’t have been more than four, her face red and tear stained as more flooded down her cheeks. “C’mere kid, I gotcha.”

Buck picked the girl up and she went willingly, clinging to Buck’s neck as he walked back over to the pile of rubble blocking the room.

“Hey, I’m gonna pass you to my friend, is that alright? She’s real nice and she’ll take care of you.” Buck murmured to the girl and you couldn’t help but smile as he pried her fingers off him and gently passed her through the gap he had made. “That’s it, you got her.”

Just as you took the girl from him the building gave another violent shake that had you and Buck freezing again, the girl letting out a cry as she buried her head against your coat. This shake was worse than the one earlier and lasted longer and you felt sick to your stomach as you kept your eyes on Buck. Buck went to say something, you could see his mouth opening before he frowned and looked up just as the building shook again and before you could even register what was happening Buck had disappeared from view and where he had stood was now filled with rubble.

You were frozen to the spot for a few seconds before you let out a shuddering breath, head shaking as tears filled your eyes.

“Buck!” You yelled, knowing it was wrong but you placed the girl against the opposite wall and began trying to dig your way through the rubble, desperately calling Buck’s name as you struggled against the heavy pieces of ceiling.

“Buck please, come on!” You sobbed before snatching your radio from your coat and calling for Bobby.

“Y/N, what happened? The two of you need to get out of there now!” Bobby ordered but you shook your head, tears falling down your cheeks as you struggled to breath. “Y/N!”

“Bobby,” You choked out, “Bobby I’ve got a kid here but I can’t, I can’t leave him, Bobby, please.”

You would be surprised if Bobby could make out your words, your breath coming out in quick panicked gasps and you were choking on tears as you let the radio go to keep trying to dig through the rubble, making no progress, every time you moved one piece three more seemed to fill its place.

The radio was silent for a few moments before Bobby’s voice came through again.

“Stay where you are, I'm coming in.” Bobby told you and before the radio cut off you could hear somebody protesting but you didn’t care. Bobby would come in and get the girl and you knew you weren’t leaving without Buck.

The flames were closing in and you knew you didn’t have long left. From below you could hear footsteps and you looked towards the room Buck was trapped in and the flames quickly creeping towards the opening you’d used to get onto this floor.

You picked the girl up again and ran over to the opening, already seeing Bobby, Chimney and Eddie coming towards you, putting out as many of the flames as they could. You were already lowering the girl down and Chimney was quick to grab her but you didn’t stick around after that, you were instantly back at the pile of rubble, gloved hands desperately trying to free Buck.

“Buck, Buck please, please I need you. I can’t lose you, not you.” You sobbed out, pleading with anyone who would listen to just let Buck be ok. There was so much left unsaid between the two of you and you promised yourself you’d tell him everything, you’d tell him you loved him, tell him you didn’t ever want to picture your life without him at your side, you tell him everything if you got the chance to.

You hadn’t even heard Bobby and Eddie join you until you saw their hands dragging rubble away too. The building gave another shake but this time you didn’t freeze, you kept digging, kept pleading, kept sobbing. You needed to get Buck out.

Finally, finally, you managed to get into the room. The ceiling had caved in, crashing down into the room and bringing furniture from upstairs through with it. It was bad but thankfully not bad enough that you couldn’t move around the room. Your eyes found Buck immediately, trapped underneath a piece of rubble, a cut on his head was bleeding and his eyes were closed.

Between the three of you, you managed to free Buck from the rubble, you couldn’t see if he was more injured than just the head wound with the coat covering him but you prayed that he was fine, he had to be because you didn’t know what you’d do if he wasn’t.

The building was shaking now, the foundation ready to crumble and Bobby and Eddie wasted no time in lifting Buck between them and quickly but carefully carried him from the building. Just as Buck was being loaded into the ambulance you heard a rumble and glanced behind you just in time to see the building cave in on itself, the two next to it following in suit.

You didn’t care though, just climbed into the ambulance next to Buck and sat still as you watched the paramedics assess him. Silent tears made their way down your face but you couldn’t stop the choked sob that escaped you when they took his coat off and saw a blood soaked shirt underneath.

The paramedic cut the shirt off to reveal a wound that was still bleeding, the blood seemingly just pouring out. It looked like a piece of the rubble or something else that had fallen through when the ceiling had managed to practically slice him deeply from his stomach across to just above his hip.

“Is he gonna be ok?” You asked and the paramedic shot you a look before getting to work on cleaning and trying to stop the bleeding.

It was still bleeding when you got to the hospital.

They rushed him into surgery as soon as he was out of the ambulance and you followed him into the hospital, told to wait in the waiting room. You didn’t know what you were supposed to do so you did nothing, you stood where they had left you, people moving around you like you were nothing more than a ghost, only able to stand and stare at the doors Buck had been taken behind.

You had no idea how long you stood there, still as a statue with tears falling down your face, but eventually there was a hand on your shoulder. You still didn’t move but you at least registered when Bobby moved to stand in front of you, his own eyes teary but ever the leader he didn’t let them fall, not whilst his team needed him.

“Come on, there’s a room for us to wait in.” Bobby told you softly but you barely heard the words, they sounded like you were underwater, drowning in fear and panic and you could do nothing but wait and see if you’d sink or swim.

Bobby gently took your hand in his and you let him lead you through the halls of the hospital, paying no attention to your surroundings. The rest of the team were already in the room, looking up when you entered but you barely even saw them. Bobby just shook his head and led you to one of the seats, softly pushing you into it before taking the seat next to you.

You didn’t know how long you had sat there, staring ahead but not seeing anything, your thoughts racing, picturing a million and one different scenarios. There were so many things you wanted to say, needed to say. If something happened to Buck, if the worst case scenario happened and he didn’t know you loved him, it would haunt you for the rest of your life.

Bobby’s hand periodically squeezing yours in a gentle but firm grip was the only thing keeping you grounded to reality. Hours passed by without you noticing, no doctors had entered the private waiting room the team had been given. No news was good news though you supposed, it at least meant that Buck was still alive and that was all you could ask for right now.

Eventually though somebody did interrupt the silence, a tired looking doctor entered the room and everyone was immediately on their feet, not daring to breathe as they waited to hear the verdict.

“Mr Buckley made it through the surgery successfully,” the doctor told you all and there was a collective sigh of relief throughout the room, your hand squeezing Bobby’s tightly. “We were able to stop the bleeding and stitch up the wound on his stomach.”

“So he’s going to be ok?” Eddie asked and you felt your heart stop as the doctor was silent for a beat too long. “He’s gonna be ok, right?”

“The wound on the stomach won’t be an issue. It’s the head wound we’re worried about. After taking scans we can see swelling but won’t be able to determine how serious it is until Mr Buckley wakes up.” The doctor said and you felt a fresh wave of tears fill your eyes.

“And when will he wake up?” Bobby asked, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye  before focusing on the man.

“I can’t say for sure, it could be a matter of hours or it could be days.” The doctor informed you honestly and you took a shaky breath, speaking for the first time in hours.

“Can we see him?” You asked, voice cracking on the words and you felt Bobby’s thumb brush along your skin comfortingly.

“I’m afraid only one of you will be allowed in the room with him and visiting hours will be over in an hour.” The doctor said before giving the group directions to Buck’s room and excusing himself.

“Go on then, Y/N/N.” Eddie said, causing you to look over at him with a frown but before you could say anything he spoke again. “He’d want it to be you.”

You were silent for a few moments, looking around at the rest of the team who smiled and nodded at you and you suddenly felt a huge burst of love for these people who had become your family. When you turned to Bobby he smiled softly down at you before giving your hand one last squeeze and letting go.

“Thank you.” You managed to choke out before leaving the room and following the doctor's directions.

You had to pause outside of his room before you could enter, looking in through the window at Buck in the bed. He looked peaceful, he didn't look like he was in pain, paler than he should have been and a line of stitches trailing up into his hairline from his forehead.

You took another shaky breath before forcing your feet forward and into the room, sitting down on the edge of the only chair placed next to the bed and taking Buck’s hand in yours carefully.

“I don’t know if you can even hear me,” You said after a long beat of silence where you could only run your eyes across his features. “But if you can, I really need you to wake up, Buck, because I can’t lose you. You’re the best thing in my life and the thought of you not being here with me-”

You cut yourself of with a choked sob, leaning forward until your forehead rested against your joined hands. For so long it had been you and Buck, inseparable, the closest of friends, never seeing one without the other. Of course in your line of work it was always a possibility that something would happen but you tried to ignore it, until moments like this, until you couldn’t anymore. You knew full well you were all in with Buck, in it until the end, just like how you knew that if you hadn’t been able to get him out of that building before then you wouldn’t have left either.

“You have to come back to me because there’s so much I need to tell you, so much I should have already said but I couldn’t but we don’t know what’s gonna happen and we should take every chance we can to be happy, right? And it’s you Buck, it’s always been you who makes me happy. It’s always been you.” You told him, knowing he couldn’t hear you but still it felt good to say it out loud. “Because I love you, Buck. I knew from the moment I met you that one day it would be love.”

You didn’t say more than that, you couldn’t bring yourself to speak through the tears and quiet sobs. Time seemed to pass too quickly because before you knew it a nurse was knocking on the door, giving you a sympathetic smile as she told you visiting hours were over.

You nodded at her and stood up, wiping at your cheeks and ignoring the way more tears replaced them and instead leaned down to place a kiss to Buck’s cheek, letting yourself linger there for a few seconds before pulling away with a whispered goodbye. Once you left the room you only managed to get to the end of the hallway before your knees gave out and sobs wracked your body.

You never hit the floor though, strong arms wrapped around you and pulled you into a chest, fingers carding through your hair. You couldn’t make out what the voice was saying but you could feel the rumbles. You couldn’t see through the tears but that didn't matter, the arms felt safe and your hand came up to clutch at a shirt.

You didn’t remember moving but you felt yourself being sat down on a chair and brought deeper into a pair of arms. You couldn’t say how long you sat like that for before the sobs turned into shuddering breaths and the world started to come back to you.

“There you go, that’s it, just breathe.” The voice was saying and you pushed away from the chest when you recognised it as Bobby’s voice. “You’re ok, take it easy.”

“What are you still doing here?” You managed to choke out, voice hoarse from how much crying you’d done today.

“I wasn’t going to leave you alone. I already called Athena and told her I’d be staying with you tonight, you wouldn’t mind the company would you?” Bobby asked and again you felt so much love fill you because you had no doubt that if it wasn’t Bobby insisting on being her for you it would be one of the others.

“Thank you.” You told him sincerely, nodding your head whilst desperately trying to choke back more tears. “Seriously Bobby, thank you.”

“It’s what families are for.” Bobby shrugged like it was no big deal but both of you knew how meaningful it was, this team who had become a family, who loved each other so deeply meant everything.

Since you’d rode in the ambulance and Bobby had followed behind in the truck, Bobby ordered the two of you an Uber, waiting outside in the cool air for it to arrive. It wasn’t long before you were home, taking a shower because the smell of smoke and fire clung to your skin.

It felt wrong to be here when Buck was still at the hospital, he should be here with you, but there was nothing more you could do tonight. Tomorrow you’d be back at his side bright and early until you were forced to leave again but for right now you let Bobby gently push you onto the couch and press a warm mug into your hands.

It went on like that for days, you were at the hospital every day and Bobby sorted the time off for you back at the station. You didn’t think you could pull yourself back to work if you tried, the thought of doing the job without Buck at your side was unthinkable.

Bobby had taken to picking you up every night from the hospital, it was an unspoken arrangement, you just left Buck’s room and the man was always there waiting for you. Each night he took you to his and Athena’s, who welcomed you with open arms and a warm meal that they both made sure you ate, knowing full well you weren't eating at the hospital.

It was on the fifth day that things changed, two days after hearing doctors murmur about their concerns of Buck not waking up yet, five days of sitting at Buck’s side for hours on end, talking away about anything and everything just to fill the silence.

On the fifth day you entered Buck’s room the minute the hospital allowed visitors and took up your regular seat, taking his hand in yours before placing a soft kiss to the back of his. It was how you started every morning visit. The first few hours nothing happened and then just after twelve you heard a groan fall from Buck’s lips, your head snapping up at the noise.

You stared at Buck, wide eyed and not daring to blink as if it would ruin any chance of him waking up. It took a while but you watched as Buck’s face scrunched up before he swallowed heavily, tilting his head to the side and shifting to get comfortable before he finally managed to force his eyes open.

When he saw you you were already crying, silent tears trailing down your cheeks as you smiled at him in relief.

“What happened?” Buck managed to slur out before he started coughing with how dry his throat felt and you wasted no time pouring water into a cup and holding it to Buck’s lips. “Are you ok?”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly at the question, here Buck was finally waking up after five days of recovering, stitches on his head and stomach after being crushed by rubble and he was asking if you were ok.

God, you loved him.

“Are you ok?” You asked instead, watching as his lips twitched upwards. “Are you in pain? Should I get a doctor? I should definitely get a doctor.”

You went to stand but Buck stopped you, tightening his grip on your hand and keeping you in place. You turned back to face him and that’s when you saw it. It was the look, the one the others kept telling you about, the one with soft eyes filled with love and adoration, the one with a smile that to most people wouldn’t seem particularly special but if you knew what you were looking for you could see it was so important. It was the look and you were finally seeing it, you couldn’t convince yourself you were looking into it too much, couldn’t convince yourself your mind was playing tricks on you because it was right in front of you and it was beautiful.

“Don’t go.” Buck murmured, his voice hoarse and not able to go above a whisper but you heard the plea clearly anyway. “Just…just stay with me.”

“Nowhere else I’d rather be.” You told him honestly, squeezing his hand and not able to look away from his face.

Eventually you were able to snap yourself out of trance you regularly seemed to get lost in around Buck, long enough so that you could fill him in on what had happened and how long he’d be out of it. As you spoke Buck never lost that soft look, never once let his eyes wander away from you and it took all your strength to bite your tongue and not tell Buck how you felt.

Until you realised that you didn’t have to do that anymore. You had promised yourself you’d tell Buck and maybe half an hour after he’d woken up from a five day slumber wasn’t the best time but suddenly you felt the overwhelming urge to do it, feeling like you couldn’t wait another day.

“What’s wrong?” Buck asked, his attention solely on you so he noticed the shift in your features, the slight crease in between your eyebrows, the way your head tilted as you looked at him but your mind was clearly somewhere else.

“I thought you were gonna die.” You forced out around the sudden lump in your throat, frown deepening because those weren’t the words you meant to say. “I thought you were gonna die and I was so scared. Once that rubble came down so did so many regrets, so many things I wanted to tell you but I was too scared to but then you were gone and I needed you to know them because you couldn’t die without knowing.”

“Knowing what?” Buck asked softly, already guessing where this was going, already feeling warmth spreading through his chest at the chance that you felt the same way he had, that he hadn’t been pining alone.

“Without knowing that seeing you is the highlight of my day, without knowing that any day I let pass without talking to you, it just isn’t a good day. Without knowing how deeply I care about you, without knowing that I trust you more than anyone, that I’d follow you wherever you went. You were lying here and I didn’t know if you were going to wake up and the one thing above everything that I needed you to know is that I am so in love with you.” You told him, not taking your eyes off him and watching his face soften even more if it were possible, watching as his eyes watered slightly but he managed to keep any tears from falling.

“Y/N,” he breathed out, unable to say anything for a moment but you weren’t worried, you didn’t take it as a bad sign, you couldn’t, not now that you’d seen that look.

You had to curse yourself slightly because how had you missed that look, it had been years of Buck looking at you like that and you’d missed it. If you had seen that look so long ago any questions regarding Buck’s feelings for you would have been an open-shut case, you would have known from the look on his face that he wanted you as much as you wanted him.

“I’ve wanted to hear that for so long, wanted to tell you that for so long because it’s true, I love you more than I thought I could love anyone. For so long I didn’t think I was capable of loving somebody like I love you, I thought I was too messed up from everything. But then I met you and, Y/N/N I knew from the moment I met you that you were going to be so important. I should have told you years ago but I couldn’t see how somebody like you could feel the same way. But I love you, Y/N, I love you so, so much.” Buck told you, the two of you smiling at each other with matching grins, so happy it was almost too much but you both basked in the feeling.

And everyone was right, nothing changed when the two of you started dating. You came into work together and left together, you stayed over at each other's places until you had found yourself all but moved into Buck’s place already and it just became second nature to call his place home. The only difference was now there were no secret feelings, no wishful, longing glances. Now you could say that’s my man and Buck could take your hand in his, now you kissed Buck whenever you wanted just because you could and neither of you took a day together for granted, not when you had spent so many years pining where you could have been together so now you made sure to savour each day.

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Who Do I Write For?

Reuploaded with new fandoms and characters!

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- Andrew Garfield's Peter Parker

- Tom Holland's Peter Parker

- Tony Stark

- Bucky Barnes

- Winter Soldier

- Loki

- Clint Barton

- Kate Bishop

- Yelena Belova

- Natasha Romanoff

- Steven Grant

- Marc Spector

- Jake Lockley

- Matt Murdock

- Frank Castle

- Jessica Jones

- Eddie Brock

- Logan Howlett (Wolverine)

- Charles Xavier

- Erik Lehnsherr

- Peter Maximoff

Star Wars -

- Obi-Wan Kenobi

- Anakin Skywalker

- Commander Cody

- Captain Rex

- Darth Vader

- Hunter

- Wrecker

- Crosshair

- Tech

- Echo

- Cassian Andor

- Han Solo

- Luke Skywalker

- Leia Organa

- Din Djarin

- Cobb Vanth

- Poe Dameron

The Last of Us -

- Joel Miller

- Ellie Williams

Doctor Who -

- 9th Doctor

- 10th Doctor

- 11th Doctor

- Rose Tyler

- Clara Oswald

9-1-1 -

- Evan 'Buck' Buckley

- Eddie Diaz

- Owen Strand

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- Javier Peña

The Walking Dead -

- Daryl Dixon

- Negan

- Rick Grimes

Harry Potter -

- James Potter

- Sirius Black

- Remus Lupin

- Harry Potter

- Fred Weasley

- Draco Malfoy

- Newt Scamander

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- Spencer Reid

- Aaron Hotchner

- Luke Alvez

- Derek Morgan

- Emily Prentiss

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- James Wilson

- Robert Chase

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- Merlin

- Arthur Pendragon

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You'll Be Safe Here

After a very lovely request from @senjoritanana I have decided to make an Eddie x Reader x Buck series. I hope you will all like it, feedback always inspires me. Enjoy.

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Summary: (Y/n) makes her escape to LA for a fresh start, but she gets more than she bargained for with her two roommates. Two firefighters. One who doesn't seem to like her very much. And both make her realise she can't run away from everything.

Enjoy.

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"Oh!" Closing her eyes on instinct, (Y/n) tensed her muscles and went rigid, freezing on the spot when she crashed into what was as hard and rough as a brick wall. But when her hands reached out for something, anything, to steady herself, they found a pair of broadened shoulders.

The sudden jolt made (Y/n) shiver but her mouth fell open and her jaw hung slack when she suddenly felt water dribble down her neck, onto her shoulder and trickle down her shirt towards her bra. She shivered, trying not to make another sound while her mind went into overdrive trying to figure out what had just landed on her. She was inside, so it couldn't be raining unless she had some sort of personal thundercloud hovering over her head like in a cartoon.

Her nails scrunched up the silky, somewhat damp material her hands landed on as her shoulders unintentionally rose up towards her jaw.

She hadn't walked into a wall. She had walked into a someone.

It took a lot of effort and inward persuasion for (Y/n) to make herself open her eyes and glance up to see what- no, who, she had walked into.

He was tall. Her eyeline barely scraped his shoulders that were round and tense and hunched up in a way that made (Y/n) think of anger. The material she was still clinging to, which happened to be his shirt, looked like gym clothing. It was a pastel grey with dark blue stripes running down the sides beneath his arms and she realised it was damp beneath her touch because he was sweating.

The shirt was glued to his chest like a second layer of skin and it showed every ridge, every tense muscle and each deep, sensored breath he took.

For some reason, (Y/n) wasn't sure she wanted to drag her eyes up and see his face. She knew why when she looked up at his rather handsome face. He didn't look happy.

His pupils were dilated, they were so black and deep that all (Y/n) could see of his iris was a small ring of turquoise blue outlining each pupil. Despite his wide eyes, they were starting to narrow in on her like he was scrutinising her and why she was suddenly leaning on him with bent knees and timid eyes.

A trickle of sweat rolled down the bridge of his slightly curved nose and dropped over the upturned end, falling onto his very deep rouge lips that were slightly parted so he could pant. And his hair was a dark shade of blond like when the tide took over the sand and dragged it into the ocean. His hair was forming small ringlets and tiny curls that were growing frivilous with sweat.

When (Y/n) looked back down to his lips, she realised it wasn't just sweat that was clinging to them. He had a trickle of water smearing his lower lip and tracks down his chin that glistened in the bright sunlight from the windows behind her.

The water bottle in his tense, clenched hand made (Y/n)'s eyes widen. She had walked straight into him when he was having a drink; that was why her neck and shoulder were now wet.

"I- I'm so sorry," Before she could stop herself, (Y/n) brushed her thumb over his chin, cleaning the trace of water but her action took him by surprise. He wasn't expecting such a gesture or the very delicate touch from a stranger and it made his eyes constrict and zoom in on her with curiosity.

With a shuddering breath, (Y/n) realised she was still leaning on him and she corrected herself immediately. She leaned back on her own two feet and retracted her hands from his chest, folding her arms up to her chest and interlocking her fingers to stop her bursting sense of panic.

"Who are you?" Evan swiped the back of his hand against his mouth, cleaning away the last bit of water he had spat out when she stumbled into him.

It hadn't been his fault. He walked into the apartment and round the corner, not expecting anyone to be inside his home, much less a strange girl who hadn't expected him to be around the corner either.

He couldn't stop his eyes from following the trace of water that trickled down the side of her exposed neck like a raindrop falling onto a window. He watched it pass over her collar bone and sneak beneath her top which was when Evan lifted his eyes back to her face before he stared at the wrong place.

He watched her take her lower lip between her teeth and stretch her entwined fingers, pressing them down against her chest almost like she was giving herself CPR.

She looked as frightened as a wild rabbit.

"(Y/n)… I- um," Her head turned to the right and she peered over her shoulder before anxiously looking back at him.

"Eddie!" Evan hollered, tilting his head back and rolling his lips into a thin line. He moved one hand to hold (Y/n)'s elbow, about to walk past her to find his roommate when a set of footsteps came from behind the stairs.

Eddie appeared in full view, a cup of coffee in his hand and a placid smile on his face with narrowed eyes. He looked between the pair of them before a light seemed to go off in his head and his smile turned into a wide spread grin that reached his chocolate brown eyes. Eddie moved to stand beside (Y/n) and pressed his free hand to her lower back.

"I see you've both finally met. This is Buck, the one I told you about. Buck, this is (Y/n), our new roommate."

A sudden pale complexion washed over Evan and he let go of (Y/n)'s elbow, realising he was still holding onto her like she was a criminal he was trying to apprehend.

So Eddie really had found them another roommate to fill the spare room and try to 'socialise' them both. He had ignored Evan's unease about having a female roommate sharing with the two of them. He had gone and asked her to move in anyway, knowing Evan had been at work for almost three days straight so he wouldn't have time to object and the new girl could move right in.

"Hi," (Y/n) did her best to smile up at Evan but she felt like he had reached right into her chest and curled his fist around her heart as tightly as he was gripping the water bottle in his fist.

He wasn't smiling at her. He wasn't trying to shake her hand or introduce himself or make any sort of small talk. He wasn't even acknowledging that she was going to be living with him for the foreseeable future. All he was doing was staring at her like he was trying to see into her soul and scrutinise every aspect of her person.

"Hi." He finally spoke. One little, careful word aimed towards her along with a nod of his head before he weaved past them both and moved to the stairs, tossing a quick "I need a shower." Over his shoulder as he went.

Turning on her heels, (Y/n) stared up the stairs after him, watching the way his running shoes bounced against the wooden stairs and his elbows pointed out behind him like guns aimed right for her.

"I don't think he likes me,"

(Y/n) moved her hands to hold her forearms like she was trying to give herself a comforting hug and her head hung down as her shoulders hunched over.

This wasn't going to be the fresh start she was hoping for when one of her roommates clearly didn't want her to be living with him. She thought this was going to be different. When Eddie told her about Evan, he described him as someone completely different to the person she'd just walked into. He described Evan as a loveable goof, someone who always made you laugh and smile and who could see the light in any situation and had a fact file of the most random things in the world.

He never mentioned that Evan would be so cold and uncaring about having her live here.

(Y/n) didn't want to have that sort of arrangement where she had to avoid someone she lived with. Trying to shower at different times and use the kitchen at different schedules so they didn't have to talk and interact with each other.

She had hoped to make friends with them both.

"He's just being a grump. He was expecting to have another guy share the flat,"

"Am I going to be an inconvenience?"

A frown pulled at Eddie's lips when he saw the light start to fade in (Y/n)'s eyes and noticed that she was almost drawing blood from how deeply she was biting her lip. He didn't want to upset her or have her think that he and Evan didn't want her here. Evan had been apprehensive but he had agreed, he just didn't realise how soon (Y/n) would be moving in and that it was all finalised.

"No! Buck's not himself… he's just had a bad breakup, he's beginning to think he's cursed. And he is superstitious, you know, believes in signs and that having a girl here might lead to something." Eddie's corny smile unravelled one of the nerves in (Y/n)'s stomach just a little.

Evan couldn't help but believe he might he cursed when it came to relationships. The only person he could rely on was Eddie and every woman had either left him or broken a small piece of him.

Soon enough there was going to be nothing left.

And a female roommate was a complication. Evan didn't like coincidences or superstitions and he knew how quickly a friendship could lead to something more. It was like a temptation, if they had a girl live with them who he liked, it could form into something more and that would lead to complications if the relationship went sour.

"I don't want to be a nuisance or have him avoiding me all the time,"

(Y/n) followed Eddie into the kitchen and nodded kindly when he pointed to the kettle, silently asking if she wanted a drink.

"Trust me, you'll be a Godsend, not an inconvenience. I am curious though… why move in with us? I was surprised when you said yes."

Eddie didn't know (Y/n) that well, he met her a few weeks back and they got to talking. (Y/n) mentioned she was looking for an apartment that was cheap since she had been living in a hotel since she moved to LA and Eddie happened to mention he and Evan had a spare room they were looking to rent. He didn't expect (Y/n) to agree.

Not many girls would move to the city and agree to move in with two men she didn't really know. It wouldn't be something Eddie would advise his sisters to do, it was something he would warn them against. He and Evan were stand up people, they were devoted to their job which kept them both busy so a roommate wasn't going to distract them or get in their way and they weren't dangerous by any means. But he was still surprised (Y/n) was so eager to move in with them.

(Y/n) folded her arms on the kitchen counter and arched her back and bum out, looking over at Eddie through thick lashes that hid her anxiety.

"I'd say it's because you're really nice and the price is cheap but… back home I didn't feel safe. I didn't want to rent and live alone when I moved here and- and two firemen offer me a place to stay? How much safer can it get?"

She wasn't stupid, not by any means.

(Y/n) knew better than most that monsters could come in all shapes and sizes. They could have stand up jobs, they could be doctors or nurses or work on the city counsil or be a lawyer. Monsters could have the most sweet, sincere smiles that would melt the harshest winter, but when they bared their teeth, they were frightening.

Eddie didn't seem like a monster to (Y/n) and from what he had said of Evan, he wasn't one either.

(Y/n) was desperate to feel safe. She couldn't live alone, she was too nervous and afraid to be alone in a new city and come home every night from work, desperate to add more locks on the door to keep the monster out. Eddie and Evan were firefighters, their job was to protect people and help them out of any situation.

They were the safest people to live with and (Y/n) already knew she could count and rely on Eddie. And if in time, she and Evan still couldn't get along, she would still feel safe living here with them.

Safe was all (Y/n) dreamed to be.

"Safe? Did someone hurt you?" Eddie asked before he could stop himself.

He straightened up and pressed both palms down on the kitchen counter, his brows furrowing as he looked across at (Y/n) in concern. There was a difference between being afraid of living alone and being afraid of your safety, Eddie knew that better than most. She wanted to feel safe and two firefighters who weren't afraid of doing the right thing and getting into fights made Eddie wonder if she agreed to stay here for protection.

As if she thought living with them would stop someone from finding or hurting her.

He watched her shake her head and try to smile but it didn't reach her beautiful eyes and it made a stone set deep in the pit of his stomach. Eddie managed a smile and relaxed a little, leaning back down against the counter so she could feel more at ease. He didn't know her well enough to push the subject when he knew the answer to his question was yes, even if she was trying to pretend it was no.

"Well you'll be safe here, I promise."

He would make sure of it and he knew Evan would too, even if he didn't show it at first.

***

"What're you making?"

A timid voice broke Evan out of his thoughts and he turned his head, sneaking a glance over his shoulder towards his newest roommate. He dragged his eyes up and down her frame, soaking her in, taking in her appearance that was different from the other day.

Her hair was pulled up into a loose ponytail that left a few curls straggling around her ears, framing her cheekbones like curtains. She had an oversized jumper on that pulled down over her hands making her look like a child in their parent's clothes, but it was a somewhat sweet look. Both her arms were rubbing into her sides and scratching along her thighs through the thick material of her jumper.

Evan realised a second too late that his stare didn't give off the best impression. He could see the unease flood her face and it dawned on him that maybe she thought he was scrutinising her rather than simply drinking in her appearance.

"Lasagne," He finally responded, clearing his throat and swiping his tongue out over his lower lip which had suddenly gone very dry.

His eyes followed (Y/n) as she folded her arms over her chest and slowly walked into the kitchen where he was hard at work, continuously stirring the mince in the pot.

(Y/n) stood close to Evan's side but made sure to keep a membrane of space between them. An air of safety.

The steam from the cooker made a shiver roll down her spine and she realised it was making Evan a bit tense, his arms were straining against the short, and rather tight sleeves of his shirt and a trickle of sweat rolled down his cheek and traced along the vein in his neck.

"Smells good,"

Her eyes cast over the cooker and the worktops in front of her, taking in how much effort he had put into making a simple lasagne, making it anything but plain. He had made the white cheese sauce from scratch by the looks of it, he had pre-cooked the sheets of pasta and was just finishing off the bolognaise which also looked like the sauce was homemade. Evan had to be a good cook to make this all from scratch.

A gentle smile formed on (Y/n)'s lips and with an air of nervousness, she stretched her arm over Evan's outstretched hand, reaching across to pick up the few utensils left on the counter. She took the empty pan, the spatula and the knives he had been using to cut up the onion and carrots and moved towards the sink to start washing up.

"You don't have to do that."

"I don't mind," (Y/n) had already rolled up her sleeves and started to wash before Evan could try and talk her out of it. He was busy, the least she could do while she had nothing to do was help keep the kitchen clean. They both lived here now, after all. She wasn't a guest in his home he was preventing from cleaning, she was his flat mate who wanted to help with the chores.

"Well I hope you're hungry."

Evan turned off the stove and grabbed the tea towel from his shoulder, drying his damp palms before he rummaged around to find another spoon. When he didn't hear a response, he turned and leaned his hips against the counter and tilted his head at an angle. His brow rose while he watched (Y/n) dunk her hands into the sink and tilt her head to look at him.

He could feel his heart rocket in his chest when she looked over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of him. Her chin pressed down on her shoulder and she looked up through her lashes, her pinched lips parted in an oval shape that made his stomach clench.

"Oh, um… uh me?"

"What, you don't trust my cooking?" Evan bit down the tension building in his stomach, feeling a small unease growing at the thought that she didn't think he was any good at cooking or that she didn't want to try whatever he had made. He was only joking but in the pit of his stomach he was worried she would answer his joke seriously, and not in a good way.

When he and Eddie cooked, they made tea for both of them, not just themselves. It was an unspoken rule and a habit they had kept since they moved in together. Why cook for one and not the other? They both shared the same food tastes, Evan would eat anything and Eddie certainly wasn't the best cook in the world, far from it. Evan thought (Y/n) would be the same, that they would all share the cooking as well as cleaning and she would eat with him and Eddie.

Maybe she didn't want to eat with them. Perhaps she was a fussy eater and wouldn't eat most of the stuff they would cook. Maybe she didn't think Evan was a good cook and didn't want to bother with his food.

Evan was trying hard to change his dynamics. He had lived all his childhood trying to prove himself and make people notice him, a lot of that involved getting hurt in order to be seen.

He valued himself on the reaction he could gouge out of others. He lived his life trying to please people and make them like him and to help people and it wasn't the healthiest way to live, everyone was trying to tell him that. But it was hard to shake old habits and Evan couldn't take rejection well.

"No! No I do I just, I just didn't expect you to cook for me too, that's all,"

(Y/n) swiped the teatowel from Evan's hands and hastily dried her hands that were covered in bubbles that dripped down her wrists. Her fingers scrunched the tea towel up tight, holding it against her chest as her big doe eyes stared up at Evan, praying she hadn't upset him.

She had been doing her best to be a good roommate, trying not to be loud, clean up after herself and making sure she didn't get in their way, but she couldn't get a good grip on Evan. She couldn't work him out. One moment he was practically ignoring her and the next he was trying to talk to her and all (Y/n) could do was fumble over her words and make herself look like a foolish child in front of him.

"That's what we do here. At work we all eat together as a family, me and Eddie brought that rule home."

(Y/n) didn't know how to respond to that other than to smile as brightly as she could to something that sounded so homely and warm it made her melt like butter.

She'd never had a family dynamic in any of the jobs she worked at. Back home with her mum, it hadn't been the best time of her life and where she lived before she came here, it had been awful. (Y/n) wanted to forget that part of her life that she was running away from. Meals had been rushed or done with shaking hands and eating in silence always made (Y/n) want to be sick.

Being with Evan and Eddie, chatting and cooking and eating together was going to give (Y/n) the homely feel that she had missed out on for most of her life.

Reaching out, she held the tea towel back out to Evan like some sort of peace offering and he took it, swinging it over his shoulder before his large hands clamped down on his hips. He looked like he was posing for something, maybe not a picture or a poster, but like he was looking for something or expecting something. It made (Y/n) stare up at him for a bit longer than necessary.

When Evan moved to start layering the pasta sheets in a dish, (Y/n) leaned over the pot on the stove to take a peak at the bolognase.

"You could add some oregano and put some garlic cloves in to flavour it while it cooks." Turning he back, (Y/n) moved towards the fridge and pulled out a clove of garlic before she moved to the spice cupboard and rummaged through, seeing if the boys had any oregano to add in.

"Uh, Cap's recipe doesn't have those." A smile tugged at Evan's lips but when he turned around, he rose a brow and slouched his shoulders.

He picked up the slightly crumpled piece of paper and hovered it near (Y/n) so she could see that those ingredients weren't on the recipe Bobby had written out for him. Bobby was always teaching Evan new dishes to try out, especially the ones Evan craved when Bobby made them at the station. Evan was nowhere near as good as his captain but he was trying his best and it was going well so far.

Evan wasn't about to add new ingredients or change the recipe, he wanted to follow it to the letter.

"It's just herbs," (Y/n) cut up the cloves of garlic and held out the small rectangle jar of herbs towards Evan with a gentle look. Would his Captain really write down all the herbs and spices Evan should add in? It wasn't strictly changing the recipe and he had followed it in every other aspect.

"Cap hasn't written them down," His arms folded over his chest and he jutted one hip to the side, watching (Y/n) with scrutinising eyes that made her shrink in on herself.

"Evan I was only-"

"No."

The way he tilted his head from left to right made him look sassy and for a second, (Y/n) couldn't decide whether he was tormenting her or teasing her or being deadly, ruthlessly serious. Either way, she took a step back and coiled her arms to herself.

She didn't notice the shiver that tore through Evan when she said his name. No one called him Evan, not even Maddie anymore. He was known and referred to as Buck and to hear his name when he wasn't at a hospital appointment or in a deadly situation was almost concerning.

Except when it came from (Y/n)'s lips.

"What are you two bickering about?"

Eddie sauntered into the kitchen, breaking up the tension as he stood behind (Y/n) and pushed his hip out against the counter. One hand gripped the worktop to keep himself propped up and the other rested on his hip as his eyes worked between the pair of them, wondering what he had missed so far.

"(Y/n) is trying to add extras to Cap's lasagne," Whipping the tea towel back off his shoulder, Evan tossed it onto the counter and grabbed the pan of white sauce. He was layering this up now because it needed to cook and he was already starved.

Closing her eyes, (Y/n) tried not to jump or jerk when she suddenly felt Eddie's hand on her left hip. His fingers were oddly warm and smooth and they pressed into her flesh like he was trying to imbed them there and feel for her hip bone. It wasn't the kind of touch (Y/n) was used to, it was softer and gentle rather than harsh and menacing.

It made nerves spark to life and send tingles running down the side of her left leg right down to her ankle. And when His chest suddenly merged up against her back and his chin peered over her shoulder, (Y/n) almost squeaked.

A grin quirked on his lips that made (Y/n) go weak at the knees as she turned her head to the right, suddenly realising it might not have been a good idea with how close it put her to Eddie's dark lips. They parted enough for him to swipe them with his tongue and at the same time he squeezed her hip, he hovered his other hand near his mouth, silently asking her to be quiet.

His chest pressed out into her back so that she could feel every shallow breath he took and if she concentrated and dared to enough, she was sure she could feel his groin if she moved an inch in the wrong direction.

Her jaw fell open and she sucked in a sharp breath when Eddie grabbed the handful of garlic cloves she had peeled and sprinkled them into the pot.

But then his hand moved to curl around the back of (Y/n)'s right hand that was still holding the oregano jar. This thumb clicked the lid open and he cautiously moved her hand over the pot, shaking in a generous amount of herbs. (Y/n)'s hand felt cold and limp when Eddie let go so he could mix the bolognase, trying to hide the new ingredients so that when Evan found out, it would be too late to argue or do anything about it.

"He'll thank us later," Eddie's lips were so close that if (Y/n) pushed her chin up half an inch, they would kiss.

She liked the flecks of light she could see pooling in his chocolate brown eyes and the way the tip of his nose crinkled when he smiled down at her. It almost made her forget to worry about Evan's reaction.

He was not going to thank them for this.

***

A shockwave rattled through Eddie's chest and he bolted upright in bed, gulping down deep breaths as shivers and tremors rattled through his body like he was being electrocuted.

He adjusted his eyes to the darkness and looked around his room, wondering what on Earth had bolted him awake from a dream so suddenly and sharply. But he didn't have time to think when a scream vibrated through the walls and rattled around in his mind that started to shake and melt in pain.

That wasn't Evan. He had bad dreams, but he never screamed himself awake. The only time Eddie remembered hearing Evan scream was when someone shot Eddie on duty.

It had to be (Y/n).

Without a second thought, Eddie tossed the cover to one side and scrambled to his feet, stumbling on the cold wood floor that made his feet jump and jerk from the contact.

Oh God, had someone broken into the apartment? Had a shelf fallen down in her room? Had she had some kind of medical emergency at midnight?

Anything and everything rattled around in Eddie's mind as he bolted out of his room and ran four feet towards (Y/n)'s room. He heard Evan's distinct footsteps that sounded like earthquakes when he was tired and drowsy, they followed a few paces behind Eddie.

"What the fuck?" Evan muttered as he rubbed at his eyes, trying to move a bit faster but his body wasn't working with him tonight. He had barely been home three hours and both Eddie and (Y/n) had retired to their rooms before he came home off shift. He had done a twenty four hour shift with no chance of sleep, Evan was desperate to be in bed.

Why was (Y/n) screaming the roof down?

"(Y/n)? (Y/n), Jesus what's happening?!" Eddie flung the door open so quickly it bashed into the wall and it made him think of a gunshot ringing out through the night. It seemed (Y/n) had the same idea because when his eyes found her, she flinched, jerking back in the bed with her arms bolted up in front of her face like iron bars and her hands digging into the back of her head.

Evan leaned into the room and switched on the light while Eddie heaved himself down on the edge of the bed, trying to be careful and gentle when he stretched his arms out towards (Y/n).

"No intruder, no damage, you're breathing… did you have a nightmare?" Evan spoke softly and leaned against the doorframe, rubbing the base of his hand against his eyes that were burning from lack of sleep.

He couldn't see anyone breaking into her room. There was nothing out of the ordinary, no broken lamps and no blood splattering the walls. She was breathing rapidly in a panic and she didn't look to have any injuries. All that Evan could guess was that she had scared herself awake from a bad dream and one look at (Y/n)'s petrified frame told Evan he was right.

Part of Evan wanted to move. He wanted to go and sit down near Eddie and try to calm (Y/n) down. Something had to have shocked her badly for her to scream murderously like that and be sat trembling, unable to move or speak to them.

But he didn't.

What could Evan do when Eddie was already sat there working his magic to get (Y/n) to calm down and open up. (Y/n) didn't need Evan sat like an awkward statue or hear him try to relate and tell her it was okay, he still had nightmares about seeing Eddie be shot in front of him.

He wanted to say she would be alright or refer to Eddie and say she was in good hands, Eddie had the situation handled. But all that came out was "I'm going back to bed."

Evan couldn't do anything, so he left.

"(Y/n), look at me… it's just you and me." Daring to reach his hands out, Eddie brushed his fingertips along (Y/n)'s arms, waiting for her to stop flinching at his touch before he curled his hands around hers that were going to bruise into her scalp by now.

He gently uncurled her hands from her head and lowered them down until her arms were limp and left trembling against her exposed thighs.

"Just you and me. Whatever you dreamt, it's gone now. Nothing's gonna hurt you, I swear." Eddie wasn't sure his words were getting through to her until something crossed his mind and he murmured "You're safe."

Those two little words made her flitting eyes lock on his and before he knew it, her fingers were curled around his wrists, pulling him closer until he almost bashed his temple into hers. He smoothed his fingers up and down her lower arms and brushed his thumbs against the inside of her wrist, trying to give her something to focus on and ground herself with.

With a twitching frown, Eddie moved his fingers around her wrist and pressed them firmly down on her pulse, trying to count the beats and form a mental note. His eyes narrowed but stayed locked with (Y/n)'s intense gaze, noticing the slight constriction in her pupils and how her uneven breaths sucked in a suddenly sharp intake.

"Do you normally have palpitations?" The concern was evident in his voice and he tried to keep counting her pulse in his mind. He couldn't tell if she was having palpitations because she had scared herself awake in shock or if this was something she usually had.

(Y/n) couldn't answer, but she managed to nod her trembling head, almost tucking her chin into her chest to try and give her answer. Her heart was the least of her worries right now. Palpitations were an old friend that always told her when she was panicked and starting to suffer.

"Okay, well it's not too bad-"

She hugged him.

Eddie wasn't expecting her to want or seek out his touch, not in her panicked state when his presence in her room had clearly been offputting at first.

But she grabbed him with such intensity that Eddie almost fell on his back on the bed. He could feel her fingers pushing into his shoulders but it was her face, burrowed deep into his chest, that shocked him the most. Unsure what else to do, Eddie balanced his weight on his upper thighs and hips, keeping his back straight so they both didn't topple backwards. And he moved his arms, curling one very lightly around (Y/n)'s waist while the other moved towards the base of her neck. He didn't want to scare her, but he also wanted to give her some reassurance and comfort if he could.

He didn't care what time it was, how badly (Y/n) was shaking and quietly crying into his chest or the tears and hot breaths soaking into his shirt.

He only cared about making her feel safe.

A chance | Evan Buckley

Sumarry: Buck tries to convince his co-worker Y / n to go out with him.

Pairing: Evan Buckley X Reader

Characters: Evan Buckley, Y/N, Eddie, Hen, Chimney, Bobby, Athena (Mentioned)

Word Count: 752

A/N: I’m sorry if this is short, I will do more with Buck soon. I’m sorry for being so long without posting too, I had a block of creativity, I hope you like it! ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

I'm posting this again!

“I’m just saying that if you gave me a chance, you would have the best date of your life!” Buck says excitedly, as he follows Y / n through the station.

“Buck, you know that going out or dating your co-workers is not a good idea.” Y / n says walking up the stairs to the kitchen, listening to Buck snort behind her.

“This is what others say, doll, we would be proof that they are wrong.” Y / n laughs at his insistence and sits at the table, and Buck sits next to her laughing too “At least I managed to get a smile out of her” thought Buck.

“What are lovebirds talking about?” Hen arrives in the kitchen with Chimney

“Y / n doesn’t want to go out with me, because she thinks it’s not a good idea to go out with a co-worker.” Buck says offended.

“Yeah, she’s right, this is a bad idea.” Chim says, and Hen agrees.

“Come on guys, give me a hand, look at Bobby and Athena, it worked for them.” Buck says hopeful.

“No Buck, Bobby and Athena don’t work together, sometimes they meet at work, it’s different.” Y / n speaks laughing when he sees Buck’s puppy eyes.

“Y / n, I need you a minute.” Captain Nash calls Y / n downstairs.

“I’m sorry, Buck, I still haven’t convinced myself.” Y / n speaks down the stairs to see what your captain wants.

“I’m still going to be able to convince her.” Buck says leaving too.

A few days later, Buck was still determined to convince Y / n to go out with him, so one evening, while at Eddie’s, Buck had a great idea.

“Eddie, can you lend me Christopher?” Buck asks Eddie, who is putting a lasagna in the oven, that night Eddie decided to prepare dinner and invite everyone on his team, and Buck decided to arrive early to help Eddie in case he needed anything.

“What do you mean?” Eddie asks suspiciously.

“I had an idea to convince Y / n to go out with me, but it will only work if Christopher participates.” Eddie can’t contain a loud laugh.

“Forget about Buck, even Christopher can’t do that, she won’t be going out with you.” Eddie says patting Buck on the shoulder.

“Please Eddie, let me try.” Buck pleads, and Eddie laughs at his despair.

“Okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you when it doesn’t work.” As soon as Eddie says this, Buck celebrates leaving the kitchen excited, looking for Christopher.

“Christopher big boy, I need your help for one thing, here’s the plan …” Buck says entering Christopher’s room and sitting next to him on the bed.

And while Buck was teaching Christopher what to do, the team was arriving little by little at Eddie’s house.

“Alright buddy, you know what to say, right?” Buck says, helping Christopher down from his bed.

“Yes I know.” Christopher agrees, and the two leave Christopher’s room and go to the room where everyone is.

As soon as the two leave Chris’s room, Buck starts looking around looking for Y / n, and his eyes sparkle when he finds her sitting on the couch talking to Eddie and Hen.

Y / n laughs at something Hen says, and her head turns towards Christopher and Buck, at the same time that Y / n sees Christopher, she rises from the couch and goes towards the boy.

“Hi Christopher, how are you? I missed you so much.” Y / n says bending down to stand at Christopher’s height, and hugging the boy carefully.

“I’m fine Y / n, but I’d be better off if you hit Uncle Buck,” Christopher says, and Y / n looks at him confusedly.

“Get out Christopher, if you go out with Uncle Buck.” Buck says in Christopher’s ear, but Y / n notices and understands it immediately.

“Nice try, Buck.” Y / n says laughing and then gives Chris a kiss on the cheek and lifts her up.

“What about me? Don’t I get a kiss?” Buck speaks sadly, and Y / n rolls his eyes.

“You will win after our meeting” Y / n says, getting shy and Buck smiles, surprised and happy.

“Does that mean you’re going to give me a chance?” Buck says happy, and Y / n agrees smiling.

“I think we deserve a chance.” Buck opens his arms, calling Y / n for a hug, and she shyly accepts hugging Buck’s waist.

“You will not regret.” He gives a kiss on the top of Y / n’s head.

And she definitely didn’t regret it.

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Maybe | Sebastian Stan

Sumarry: Maybe Y/n is dating and Chris doesn't know it, and maybe now she's pregnant, and maybe the father is Sebastian.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Evans!Reader

Characters: Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie, Y/n

Word Count: 1.232

A/N: I loved writing this, thanks for the request! <3 Stay safe and have a good reading! ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Open requests!

Chris knew there was something wrong with his sister from the moment she arrived at his house, and now, as soon as she got up off the couch and ran to the bathroom, he was sure.

In fact he noticed that she was different in the last few days, she was quieter, more thoughtful and seemed anxious about something, like an older brother, Chris worried more and more.

"What do you hear with her?" Anthony says sitting in the armchair next to Sebastian.

It was Friday night, and Anthony and Sebastian were at Chris' house laughing, talking and playing some games, and with Y/n always being very close to Anthony and Sebastian, he decided to invite his sister too, after all Y/n no it wasn't just her little sister it was her best friend too.

"I don't know, she's been weird for a few days now." Chris says worriedly, taking a sip of his beer.

"Well that's normal isn't it?" Sebastian says, but soon realizes what he said, and gives a shy smile.

"Why would that be normal?" Chris says looking seriously at Sebastian, who ruffles his hair nervously.

"I don't know…I mean forget what I said." Sebastian says and Chris looks at him suspiciously.

"I'll go check on her." Chris says getting up, still looking at Sebastian suspiciously.

Chris walks quickly to where the bathroom his sister has entered, and knocks lightly on the door.

"Are you OK, darling?" Chris puts his ear to the door but doesn't hear an answer.

"I'm going in." Chris opens the door, and sees his sister leaning over the toilet while vomiting, he goes to her, and fixes her hair, pushing it out of her face so as not to disturb her.

Chris holds her hair with one hand while stroking her back with the other hand, he's thinking a thousand things, his sister was the world to him, his sunshine, if anything happened to her, he wouldn't know what to do.

"What have you sister?" he asks as she gets up and goes to the sink to wash her mouth.

"It's nothing, don't worry." She says wiping her mouth and flushing the toilet.

He frowns as he watches her close the toilet lid and sit on it.

"Not to worry? You're acting weird and distant, and I just saw you throwing up your guts, how wouldn't I worry? You don't trust me?" Chris says looking at his sister with sad eyes.

Y/n sighs looking at her older brother, well she better tell soon, he'll find out anyway, won't he?

"Alright Chris, I'll tell you, but please don't freak out ok?" She says getting up and taking her brother's hands.

"Fine, I promise I won't." Chris says eagerly, and Y/n takes a deep breath, it's now or never.

"Chris…I'm pregnant."

He holds his breath for a few seconds and scans his sister's face, looking for any sign of a lie, and when he realizes it's not a joke, Chris feels his eyes water.

"Oh my God I can't believe little sister, I'm going to be an uncle? This is the best news of my life!" Chris says hugging his sister tightly.

"Yeah, that's awesome, but you need to know one more thing." Y/n says letting go of Chris and watching him wipe the tears off his face.

"Okay, okay, but guys need to know that now."

"No Chris wait, that's what I…need to tell you about." Before Y/n could finish, Chris was already running out of the bathroom.

I'm dead, Y/n thinks, and follows her brother into the living room.

"Guess who's going to be uncle?" Cris says as soon as he set foot in the room.

Sebastian looks surprised at Y/n who is right behind Chris.

"Really? congratulations dear." Anthony says getting up and going hug Y/n

"Thank you Anthony." Y/n says hugging Anthony, and feels him placing a tender kiss on her forehead.

"I'll have to admit, I'm really surprised, I really thought there was something going on between you and Sebas…wait" Anthony stops talking, and looks between Sebastian and Y/n.

Chris stops smiling, and watches his sister who looks nervous, when he looks at Sebastian, he sees his friend sipping his beer in quick sips.

"It's hot in here, isn't it?" Sebastian says taking off his coat, and Anthony snickers.

"Wait a minute, Sebastian said it was 'normal'. You're being weird, did he already know you were pregnant? Why did he know before me?" Chris asks his sister, who looks to Sebastian for help, Sebastian clears his throat getting ready to talk to his friend.

"I knew that first because maybe... I'm be the father." Sebastian says the last part so low and fast, he almost doesn't even hear it.

"What did you say?" Chris asks almost in disbelief.

"I said…I'm the father." Sebastian says, and gives a nervous smile.

"But that doesn't make sense…you don't even talk to each other." Chris says looking between Sebastian and Y/n.

"Oh believe me, you don't need a conversation to do this." Anthony says smiling mischievously, and holds up his hands in surrender when he sees Sebastian and Y/n stare at him.

"Actually Chris…Sebastian and I have been together for a while." Y/n says shyly, and Sebastian smiles comfortingly at her.

Chris sat on the couch thoughtfully, Anthony went to get another beer, and Sebastian got up from his chair, going over to Y/n, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"How are you two doing?" Sebastian says into Y/n's ear as he gently touches her stomach, and she looks at him fondly

Chris watches Y/n and Sebastian interact with each other, and can see how happy and satisfied they look.

He's known Sebastian for a long time, and his sister even more, he knows that neither of them had been lucky in their previous relationships, and seeing them so happy together warmed his heart with happiness, but he couldn't help but feel betrayed.

"Chris?" Chris snaps out of his thoughts when he notices Sebastian right in front of him.

Chris looks around, noticing that his sister is no longer in the room, Sebastian sighs, and sits down next to his friend *Cough* brother-in-law.

"Listen Chris, I know this is a lot for you, but you need to know that I love your sister so much, she is the most wonderful girl I've ever met, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her." Sebastian says looking at Chris.

"This pregnancy was unplanned, but know that when she told me she was pregnant, it was the happiest and most wonderful news I have ever received, and I swear I will take care of her and this baby of everything and everyone." Chris watches Sebastian's passionate gaze and smiles patting his shoulder.

"I know you will." Hearing this, Sebastian feels like he's going to cry, and then he and Chris embrace.

later that night, Sebastian, Anthony, Y/n and Chris were all watching a movie together, but this time, with Sebastian and Y/n holding each other.

"I didn't ask, how long have you been together?" Chris asks suddenly, causing Sebastian and y/n to look at each other and respond together.

"one year"

"Cool…wait what!?"

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Headcanons!

Any requests for Headcanons? An amazing writer taught me how to do this, and I'm really looking forward to trying it for the first time.

Request something from my PROMPT LIST please, I so need to write something to:

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Always she | Sebastian Stan

Sumarry → In an interview with Anthony, Sebastian makes his crush on Y/n very obvious.

Pairing → Sebastian Stan x Actress!Reader

Characters → Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Y/n (mentioned) Tom Hiddleston (mentioned) Tom Holland (mentioned)

Word Count → 472

A/N → <3 Stay safe and have a good reading! ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Open requests!

"So now you're going to play a game where I name two of your co-stars' names, and you're going to have to pick which ones you prefer, right?" The interviewer asks Sebastian and Anthony who are sitting across from her.

"Right!" The two respond, and Anthony rubs his hands together excitedly.

"Tom Hiddleston or Tom Holland?"

"Tom Hiddleston for sure." Sebastian responds as if it's too obvious.

"Are you kidding? Absolutely Tom Hiddleston." Anthony says smiling.

"Y/n Y/l/n or Tom Hiddleston?"

"Y/n Y/l/ n" Sebastian replies without thinking twice, causing the interviewer to look at him in surprise.

"Wow, that was fast." Anthony say with a laugh, and Sebastian feels his cheeks heat up.

"You didn't even think about the answer, it was automatic." the interviewer says laughing, making Anthony laugh more.

"Sorry" Sebastian says running a hand through his hair.

"Alright, let's try another one, Anthony Mackie or Y/n Y/l/n?"

"Well…" Sebastian says looking at the ceiling thoughtfully.

"Come on man, we all know what you're going to choose, don't try to fool us." Anthony says laughing

"I'm sorry brother." Sebastian says tapping Anthony on the shoulder.

"But I understand him, Y/n is for sure one of the best people I've ever met." Anthony says smiling, and Sebastian nods.

"She seems like an amazing person." The interviewer speaks with a smile, and Sebastian smiles as he remembers his beloved co-star.

"She is, filming with her is always so much fun." Sebastian says with a huge smile on his face.

"Let's see... Tom Holland or Y/n Y/l/n?"

"Y/n Y/l/n." Anthony and Sebastian respond together, making the interviewer laugh.

"Come on, even Tom Holland would choose her over himself." Sebastian says, and Anthony laughs.

"No matter who you say, Sebastian will always choose Y/n." Anthony says, and Sebastian smiles sheepishly.

"Is this true Sebastian?" The interviewer asks smirking at Sebastian.

"It's true, trust me." Anthony responds before Sebastian tries to deny it.

"And you think she chooses you too?" the interviewer asks.

"I hope so." Sebastian speaks shyly.

"I can ask." As soon as the interviewer says this, Sebastian widens his eyes and Anthony laughs sterically

"What do you mean?"

"He's got you now, man." Anthony says having fun with his friend's situation.

"I'll have an interview with her tomorrow, I can ask her." The interviewer says, and Sebastian feels like he's going to pass out right then and there.

"No, I…I really wish she hadn't even seen this interview here."

"Oh Seb, I'm going to make sure she sees this interview here, I'll do anything for her to see it." Anthony says, and Sebastian looks at him terrified.

"Don't you dare."

"Oh I dare yes."

"This is the end of me" Sebastian thinks.

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— Sebastian Stan masterlist

Fluff = ♡

Angst = ❆

Request = ✩

PROMPT LIST

- oneshot's -

Maybe (Evans!Reader) - ♡✩

Maybe Y/n is dating and Chris doesn't know it, and maybe now she's pregnant, and maybe the father is Sebastian.

I’m just saying (Fem!Reader) - ♡

Sebastian is sure that Y / n and he were made for each other.

- drabbles -

My girlfriend yes! (Actress!Reader) - ♡

Y / n is Sebastian’s girlfriend, even though she doesn’t know it.

Will you marry me? (Fem!Reader) - ♡

A drunk Sebastian, asking his girlfriend to marry him.

Let's go dear (Actress!Reader) - ♡

Chris Evans and Anthony are sure Sebastian and Y/n are dating.

Always she (Actress!Reader) - ♡

In an interview with Anthony, Sebastian makes his crush on Y/n very obvious.

He is the problem (Actress!Reader) - ♡

During an interview, Tom Holland accidentally reveals Sebastian and Y/n's relationship.

- Blurbs -

“If you don’t shut up, I’ll kiss you.” - ✩

“Happy Father's Day!” - ✩

“You are trying to seduce me?” “It’s working?” - ✩

— 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 —

Last update: 06/19/2021 |

PROMPT LIST

— ONESHOT'S

Please stay (Fem!Reader)

All Bucky wants is for Y/n to know how much he wants and needs her to stay.

— DRABBLES

No, i don’t let (Stark!Reader)

Bucky just wants to go out with Tony’s daughter Y / n, Tony will always give the same answer, no.

Your voice

Bucky isn’t sure if Y / n’s voice helps him sleep, or keeps him awake.

— BLURBS

“I love your smile.”

I’m just saying | Sebastian Stan

Sumarry → Sebastian is sure that Y / n and he were made for each other.

Pairing → Sebastian Stan X Reader

Characters → Sebastian Stan, Y/N

Word Count → 758

A/N → I had already posted this same story on my previous account, but it was with another artist, but now I've changed some things and now it's with Seb. <3♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

SEBASTIAN STAN MASTERLIST | Open requests!

Sebastian and Y / n were on their third date, Sebastian was already sure he wanted to date her, well, he was in love, but Y / n seemed to be more relaxed about it.

He had already tried to talk to her about it, but Y / n always managed to escape the conversation.

But Sebastian was a determined man, and he was determined to show Y / n that if she allowed it, they would have a beautiful future together.

“So…” He started talking as the two left the ice cream parlor.

Their hands were almost touching, so Sebastian took courage and took her hand, interlacing her fingers.

He thought Y / n would let go of his hand, but actually she shook his hand, making Sebastian smile more.

While the two were returning to Y / n’s house, several couples in love passed by them, it seemed that the universe was trying to say something to them.

“You know Y / n, I saw many couples today, but you know what? We are the most beautiful couple of all.” Sebastian says this with a cheeky smile on his face, and is satisfied when he sees Y / n’s flushed cheeks.

“Stop!” Y / n says pushing Sebastian with his free hand, and the two smiled.

“Hey.” Sebastian speaks stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, making Y / n stop too, he knew he had to say everything he felt now, or she would find a way to escape again, he couldn’t do that anymore, he officially wanted her.

“Seb, it’s getting late, let’s go home.” Y / n says trying to pull Sebastian, but he doesn’t let it.

“No, you will not run away this time.” He says pulling her shoulders, and giving her a tight hug, Y / n sighs and hugs Sebastian's waist resting his head on his chest.

“Why do you keep running away from me, huh? I like you a lot, don’t you like me?” Sebastian says stroking Y / n’s hair.

“Of course I like it but … Look, let’s go home.” She says letting go of Sebastian and starting to walk again.

“I don’t understand Y / n, if you like me, and I like you, what prevents us from being together?” Sebastian runs to reach Y / n.

“Wait Y / n, please.” He says holding Y / n’s wrist.

“Why don’t you let our relationship evolve? the problem is me?”

“No Seb, I just … I’m afraid of ruining what we have.” Sebastian looks at her confused.

“My previous relationships were not good, I always ended up hurt, and I still ruined a friendship, I don’t want this for us Seb, I don’t want to ruin this, because I love going out with you, and you make me very happy, and I don’t want to let this end.” When Y / n finishes speaking, Sebastian finally understands.

Y / n liked Sebastian, and because I liked him, I was afraid of losing him.

Seb looks fondly at Y / n, and then holds his face with his hands, stroking his cheeks with his thumbs.

“My love, you need to understand that it’s not because your old relationships were bad, that your future relationships will be bad too.” Says Seb, and gives Y / n a kiss on the forehead.

“You’re right.” Y / n says softly, and Sebastian kisses his cheek and chin.

“If you want, we can start slowly, okay?” Seb says, and Y / n smiles in confirmation.

“What if you get sick of me?”

“My dear, you are the most extraordinary person I have ever met, it is impossible for anyone to get sick of you.” Sebastian says with an affectionate look.

Sebastian touched her lips softly and Y / n was never happier, the kiss was tender and gentle and she felt her heart beat faster and faster.

As soon as the two parted, they smiled at each other and Sebastian filled Y / n’s face with kisses, making him smile happily.

“Come on my baby, I’ll take you home.” Seb says giving Y / n a last kiss, and interlacing his fingers again.

“I can already imagine our children, you know?” Sebastian says when the two started walking again.

“You said that we could go slow in this relationship.” Y / n laughs.

“I’m just saying that if we had kids, they would be beautiful, don’t you think? Because I know.” Sebastian comments imagining what it would be like to have a family with Y / n.

“If you want we can try-

"Sebastian no!” Y/n speaks smiling even more feeling his cheeks heat up, and Seb smiles having fun with it.

This is just the beginning of a long and beautiful relationship.

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Please stay | Bucky Barnes

Sumarry – All Bucky wants is for Y/n to know how much he wants and needs her to stay.

Pairing – Bucky Barnes X Reader | Word Count – 1.060

A/N – I'm sorry if this didn't turn out well, but it's been on my mind for so long. ♡ English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Bucky Barnes masterlist | Masterlist | Open requests!

"Where are you going?" Bucky says, making Y/n stop putting clothes in his backpack.

"Don't worry about it Bucky, please just go back to sleep.'' Y/n says looking into Bucky's eyes.

Bucky was very confused, things seemed to be working out, he really thought that now she was going to stay here with him and Sam, but here she is, running away in the middle of the night.

"Can't you wait until dawn at least?" Buchy says sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her close her backpack.

"You know I can't, I just…need to get out of here." Y/n says sitting on the bed and rubbing her face.

It's true, Y/n never stayed long, when they asked for her help, she never refused, she always did her best to help her companions, but soon after she would always leave.

But Bucky really thought it would be different this time, he wanted her to stay so badly, he wanted so badly for her to want to stay there, with him.

Bucky got up from the bed, and moved to sit next to her, with his shoulders pressed together, he looked at her with all the affection and love in his eyes, she was looking at the hands that were in her lap, when Bucky saw that Y /n didn't pull away, carefully took her hand, and intertwined their fingers, Bucky felt his heart going to burst when Y/n laid his head on his shoulder.

"I love you so much." Bucky says leaning his head on top of Y/n's.

"Bucky don't do this." Y/n whimpers, letting out Bucky's no, and getting up from the bed.

"I just want you to know that." Bucky says looking sadly at Y/n, who leans against the wall with his arms crossed.

"I love you too." Y/n says after a while of silence.

"Then why are you leaving?" Bucky says feeling his eyes water.

"You know that wouldn't work Bucky." Y/n says in a choked voice going to bed and picking up her backpack.

"why wouldn't that work? Please explain to me." Bucky says taking Y/n's wrist as she walks past him.

"Because I couldn't bear to lose you too!" Y/n says brusquely, causing Bucky to go silent.

Y/n lowers his head and starts to cry, Bucky slowly pulls Y/n to his chest, giving her time to pull away, when she doesn't, Bucky holds her in his arms feeling her crying in his chest.

Bucky finally understands, Y/n had lost many important people in her life, she was afraid of losing one more, that's why she never stayed long, she didn't want to get attached to people, only to have to lose them later.

"I'm sorry my love, I'm sorry." Bucky did by kissing the top of Y/n's head with his eyes closed.

"I can't lose you Bucky" Y/n says still in Bucky's chest.

"I can't lose you too doll." Bucky responds crying.

The two hugged each other for a while, crying and not wanting to let go, not wanting to lose each other.

"You don't know how hard it was for me to have you so far away from me, you don't know how much I wanted to have you in my arms." Bucky says holding Y/m's face and kissing his tears gently.

Y/n looked into his eyes and saw nothing but desire, love and longing.

"How are you still not sick of me?" Y/n says sniffling and smiling sadly.

"I've never loved anyone like I love you, understand that? I've never thought about anyone as much as I do about you, I've never cared about anyone as much as I care about you." Bucky says smiling sadly.

"I understand because in the time I was gone, all I could think about was you." Y/n says smiling, Bucky's hands go from her face to her waist, and Y/n's hands go to Bucky's face, who closes his eyes enjoying the affection.

"Was this old man here a lot on your thoughts then?" Bucky says laughing, making Y/n laugh too.

"You can not imagine how much." Y/n says softly pulling Bucky's face into a slow, loving kiss.

Bucky felt totally on cloud nine, and he wanted to stay there forever.

"Thank God, I could hear your screams from inside my dreams." Sam says leaning against the door, causing Bucky and Y/n to break the kiss.

"Now you're just being dramatic." Y/n says laughing and wiping her face with her hands.

"He's a lost man without you Y/n believe me, now please do what you need to do in silence, fatal couple." Sam says, and then yawns and turns away and goes back to his room.

Bucky looked at Y/n with all affection, she turns her gaze to him, and then he smiles softly and takes both of Y/n's hands.

"Let's run away." Bucky says, and Y/n's eyes widen.

"Now?"

"No doll" Bucky smiles fondly

"Right after this mission, we're going somewhere quiet, just the two of us, no hero stuff, no crazy space villains, just you and me." He says caressing Y/n's cheek.

"Are you serious?" Y/n says with eyes shining.

"Totally." As soon as Bucky answers that, Y/n jumps on his neck hugging him as hard as he can.

"I love you." Y/n says into her neck, and Bucky smiles happily hugging her back.

Bucky felt that in that moment he had the world in his arms, because she was his whole world.

"I love you so much too, now please let's unpack these bags and go to sleep." Bucky says feeling Y/n let go of his neck.

"Finally!" They hear Sam scream.

"Are you listening to our conversations?" Bucky asks in disbelief.

"It's inevitable, I'm sorry." Sam responds, making Y/n and Bucky laugh.

That night the two slept peacefully, knowing that no matter where they went, if they had each other, everything would be fine.

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