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Violent Behavior (Bucky x reader) - One Shot (coming soon)

Bucky Barnes x Reader (College AU)

Summary: Bucky Barnes has anger management issues, when he gets angry he’s worse than the hulk and there’s only one person who can calm him down.

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Anger management issues, manipulation, violence (think the title pretty much gives it.) fluff, smut, ANGST, language.

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Violent Behavior (Bucky x reader) - One Shot

Bucky Barnes x Reader. (College AU)

Summary: Bucky Barnes has anger management issues, when he gets angry he’s worse than the hulk and there’s only one person who can calm him down.

Word count: 12.1k (I know it’s scary. I’m so sorry and I hope it's worth it.)

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Anger management issues, manipulation, violence (think the title pretty much gives it.) Smut, unprotected sex (please wrap it before you tap it don’t listen to anything I said down there.) ANGST, language.

Italics = flashback

“Bucky.” That word, that single word along with the look of pure terror on your friend’s face was enough for you to know what she was talking about, it was probably enough for the whole class to know what she was talking about. Every single eye was on you as you looked at Natasha standing on the door, even your professor stopped his lecture. Generally, you hate this kind of attention but right now, it was the least of your concern as you jumped up from your seat and bolted toward the door; ignoring your teacher’s calls for you. You followed Nat out of the door and followed her toward what you assume now was the football court. 

As you reached the sports arena your heart almost jumped to your throat as you took in the scene in front of you. There he was straddling a guy whose face was beyond recognition by now. He was repeatedly throwing punches at him like a wild animal. The look on his face was enough to scare anyone, anyone but you. There was a time when you used to be scared of it too but not anymore. You quickly ran toward them.

“Bucky. Bucky stop.” You said wrapping your hand around his bicep and trying to push him off of the poor guy. He was too heavy for you. “STOP IT RIGHT NOW, BUCKY. STOP.” You yelled and at first, he tried to pry his arm away, that was until he saw your face. He stilled. Stopped punching the man and you dragged him off of him. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?” You yelled at your boyfriend as he looked anywhere but at your face. Then you looked at the guy he was beating, his whole face was bloody but as bad as it made you sound he was least of your concern, yes you did feel bad for the bastard but your mind was too busy concerning about Bucky. You don’t know what would have happened if you came here a little later. “Someone please get him to the medical room.” You requested to particularly no one. A few boys came forward but they backed away as soon as Bucky growled out “NO. No one takes him to the medical room.” You were practically blocking him from getting to anyone else, especially to the boy on the ground. You knew Bucky would never put hands on you in a bad way or shove you aside.

“Bucky he’s hurt.” You said glaring at your boyfriend.

“Well, he deserves it.” He growled again but without looking at you.

“Bucky, look at me. Look at my face.” You said and he slowly did as you said. “Baby, please calm down. Please.” You said, one hand on his jaw slightly rubbing at his stubble and the other on his chest over his heart. A few boys took Bucky’s distraction as an advantage and picked up the bloodied boy from the ground. 

“James.” That’s what you were dreading the most. You didn’t have to turn to see that it was your principal. “Y/n, please bring him to my office.” He simply stated and walked away knowing well that saying anything to him right now would be useless. You didn’t realize that the football court was empty already. Only Nat and Wanda standing behind you. Bucky was still glaring at no one in particular as you dragged him to the principal’s office. He knocked on the door before getting in without waiting for his reply and dragging you inside with him.

“Y/n thank you, you can wait outside.” You nodded at your principal before turning to leave but Bucky grabbed your wrist. “She stays.” He growled out and you looked at your principal who just nodded knowing he couldn’t win an argument with him.

“Bucky, please explain what happened outside.” He said trying to stay as calm as he can.

“I don’t feel like I need to give you an explanation, Mr. Barnes.” 

“Bucky!” You scolded him slightly.

“Son, I’m trying here. And you know you can call me dad when we’re alone.” Mr. Barnes said calmly, If Bucky wasn’t his son you know he would have been rusticated a long time ago although he’s one of the best students of this college.

“Dad, please I’m not in the mood right now. You can ask someone else for an explanation.” He said and turned to leave. 

“You know I’ll have to take action against you.” 

“You can’t, he started it. He threw the first punch. See the security footage do whatever you want, I don’t care.” And with that Bucky walked out of the principal’s office. 

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Barnes.” 

“It’s not your fault, Y/n. Just please take him home for the day, alright.” You nodded before following your boyfriend out. The four of your friends were standing outside asking Bucky questions who clearly refuse to answer.

“Sam, Steve where were you guys?” You asked as calmly as you could. To say that you were angry right now would be an understatement. You were beyond angry, at Bucky for getting into another fight, at Steve and Sam for not being there, but mostly at yourself.

“We’re sorry, Y/n. We didn’t know, we came as soon as Wanda called.” Steve said but before you could reply Bucky stormed off and you knew it was your queue to follow.

“It's okay, I’ll talk to guys later. I’m gonna drive him home, I can’t let him drive in this state.” without waiting for a reply you ran after your boyfriend. When you caught up to him he was already in the parking lot walking toward your car. You couldn’t thank god more that he didn’t bring his bike today. “Bucky, give me the keys, you’re not driving.” He acted like he couldn’t listen to you and continued walking. “I said give me the keys, Bucky.” He sighed and finally handed you the keys before walking toward the passenger side like a child who’s just been scolded.

The whole ride home you were silent knowing that if you say something you’re just gonna start yelling and then it would end in a screaming match. You ignored all his questions about if you were giving him a silent treatment or if you were mad at him. Of course, you were, why was it even a question?

When you pulled up in the driveway of your shared apartment, you didn’t wait for him as you stormed inside and went straight to the kitchen looking for the first aid kit. 

“Baby, are you mad at me?” He asked as he locked the door and walked up to you.

“Just sit here.” He obeyed and sat on the couch, pulling you between his leg. 

“Babe?” He looked so innocent right now that if someone didn’t know him they wouldn’t believe he was beating up a guy half an hour ago. But you ignored him taking out the rubbing alcohol and the cotton. Your heart broke when you saw his bloody knuckles. No matter how mad you are at him you can’t stand watching him hurt. Your whole face was hot from anger. “Baby, please say something. I’m sorry okay?” 

“You’re sorry? You’re sorry!? Did you see what you did to that guy? And now you’re fucking sorry!?” 

“He deserved it and he started it anyway.”

“It doesn’t matter who started it, Bucky. You should have walked away, but no, the big bad Bucky Barnes can not give up a single opportunity to get in a fight.” You didn’t even realize that you had started crying by now and Bucky hated that the most.

“Y/n, don’t cry, please. You know I hate it when you cry.” 

“Then don’t make me cry, Bucky. Don’t make me cry.” There was a pregnant pause before you started again. “You know my father hates you right? You know my parents hate you. But I’m with you against their will. They said that if I keep dating you I can’t see them again and still I chose you. I chose you over them. I left my home, I gave up my fucking family for you, Bucky. And you can’t give up on your anger for me? You can’t stop getting in fights for me?” For the first time you realized there were tears in his eyes too, he was trying his hardest to keep them at bay.

“Are you gonna break up with me?” He asked in a small voice.

“No. Of course not. I should though, but no. I love you, Bucky.” with that he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in a hug; stuffing his face in the crook of your neck, leaving kisses there. 

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, baby. I tried to control it but then he said something about Ma he shouldn’t have and I lost it. I’m sorry, baby, please don’t leave me. I love you.” He was hugging you so tight like a scared child and your heart broke for him. Bucky lost his mother in an accident when he was 12 and he was in that car too and Steve says he’s never been the same since then. A part of you kinda wanna know how he was before the accident.

“I’m not leaving you Bucky. I love you, you know that.” Your hand was in his hair stroking him; your anger is long forgotten. Screw you for even thinking that you can stay mad at this man. “Go take a shower, I have to go back to college.” You said slightly pushing at his shoulder.

“No, don’t go. Come take a shower with me.” The way that he was holding you so tightly you knew you couldn’t pry yourself from him anyway so you gave in. 

“Okay, okay. You’re crushing me now.”

The next thing you knew you were pushed against the wall of your shower, both naked. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he thrusts into you hard and fast. Nails digging in his back; screams and moans of his name leaving your lips. His one hand holding your waist against the wall for support and you know there’s gonna be a big bruise but you couldn’t care less about it right now. His other hand was on your clit rubbing furiously, bringing you closer to your orgasm. His face was stuffed in your neck sucking and biting harshly. Screaming his name one last time you came down from your high and he followed you after a few more thrusts. His thick warm cum oozing out of your pussy as he crashed his lips over yours. 

You lied there in your bed after the shower you took with Bucky, still naked; wet silky hair spread around you like a work of art. Bucky could never get enough of that site. You looked so beautiful, so pure, and freshly fucked at the same time. He felt proud that that glow on your face was all him, he felt so lucky that you fell from him. You could have anyone you want, anyone, that’s how beautiful you are but still, you wanted him, you were with him, not anyone else. He knew he didn’t deserve you, he knew, He knew you deserve so much better than a fucked up guy who can’t manage his anger but he was so selfish when it came to you, the mere thought of you being with someone else, someone else fucking you or even looking at you made him a raging bull. He was so selfish to let you go. He can’t live without you, he can’t even think about living without you. How he managed so far before you was beyond him.

As you slowly dozed off to sleep Bucky thought about the day he first saw you, you looked so beautiful without even trying. He didn’t believe in love at first sight before that, in fact, he was leaving college that day but one look at you, one look at you and he knew he had to stay.

“You know we are lucky they didn’t put charges against the three of you. What were you guys thinking?” The booming voice of George Barnes banged through the whole corridor as he yelled at Sam, Steve, and Bucky. The three of them just stood there silently. Not even half an hour ago they got into a fight with the boys of the visitor team that was in their college to play a friendly match of football which soon turned a little ‘unfriendly’. 

“We are sorry, sir. They are the ones who started it.” Steve said trying to be the reasonable one. 

“And Bucky, You almost killed the boy, do you have any idea how hard you have hit him. Do you care to explain your behavior?”

“I don’t owe anyone any explanation, Mr. Barnes. I’m not gonna say watch the tape, it's not our fault or some shit like that. They came to our college and insulted us we were not just gonna stand there silently. I’m sorry if your reputation was hurt or something but I’m not sorry that I hit them.”

“Do you hear yourself right now? Where are you gonna go with all that ego? Enough is enough, Bucky. I expect the three of you to write apology letters separately and send it to their college and I want a copy in my office too.” Mr. Barnes ordered. 

“I’m not gonna apologize to anyone, Mr. Barnes.”

“Well, then I’m afraid you’re gonna have to leave the college, Mr. Barnes.” George Barnes said in hopes of knocking some senses in his son, but who was he kidding, Bucky was a tough cookie.

“Fine, Sir. I’ll submit a withdrawal request as soon as I can.” And with that Bucky walked out leaving his very shocked father behind. His two friends trailing behind him with a slight smirk on their faces, they have to say they were proud of their badass best friend but they have to talk some sense into him. 

“I can’t believe you’re actually leaving, Buck,” Nat said taking a sip of her coffee as the five of them sat in the cafeteria probably having their last coffee together in this college.

“Yeah, I just came to say hi to you and Wanda before I left,”  Bucky replied folding the withdrawal letter in his hand. 

“I don’t understand. It’s just an apology letter, Bucky, what’s the big deal?” Wanda said.

“The big deal is I don’t owe anyone an apology and nothing can change my mind.” As in queue, a group of 5 girls walked into the cafeteria, they all looked so shy probably because they were new but there was only one girl who caught his eyes. You were wearing a baby blue shirt and a black pair of jeans, nothing even revealing but still so sexy. Bucky swears he has never seen such a beauty in his life before. How could you look so pretty without even putting an ounce of makeup? You were laughing at something that the blonde girl beside you said. Bucky couldn’t even take his eyes off of your face to spare a glance at her. Bucky felt like his whole world has stopped spinning, there was only you and him in that room and no one else.

His friends followed the line of his sight and a wide smirk played on all of their faces. “They’re from the new batch, joined this year,” Natasha informed. 

“Do you know her name?” Bucky asked without taking his eyes off of you.

“No, but she’s really pretty. Bet a few guys know, we can find out for you.” Wanda replied with a smirk.

“Thanks,” Bucky said tearing off the letter he had in his handing making his friends cheer and everyone turned to look at them.

“You dog,” Sam said making him chuckle. 

Bucky was wrong, there was something that changed his mind or rather someone, You.

Bucky hadn’t got into a fight for over a month after that day and it was saying something. You didn’t wanna jinx it by saying anything though. You were in a grocery store with your boyfriend, playing around more than actually doing anything useful.

“Oh my god, Bucky, we do not need that many condoms.” you laughed when he threw at least 30 boxes into the cart.

“We still have two days off.” He said argued with a smirk.

“Even if we have sex as many times as you can we would not need that many condoms.”

“Are you doubting my stamina young lady?” He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer making you giggle.

“Maybe I am, what you gonna do about it?”  You asked biting your lips giving him a big smirk. This right here, this was your happy place; not the grocery store but  Bucky’s arms. He looked so beautiful when he laughed like that when he was in a playful mood; which was almost always when he’s with just you.

“You want me to show you right here? I can show you right here.” He said biting your ear lobe and just when you were expecting it the least he started tickling you making you giggle out loud. Some people were giving you weird looks but some were looking at you in awe whispering how cute the two of you were but you couldn’t care less about any of them right now. 

You somehow pushed him and pried yourself away from him but before you could turn from the aisle you back bumped into someone. You quickly turn and your smile fell from your lips when you saw him standing there. Your younger brother, he looked a little taller than the last time you saw him, or maybe it was just an illusion but he was definitely taller than you. 

“Jay?” You asked with a pained smile as he glared at Bucky over your shoulder and then at you.

“It's Justin for you now. You lost the rights to call me that the day you left us for him.” Justin used to be the only one who supported your relationship with Bucky but after your big fight with your dad, he stopped supporting you too. His eyes traveled to the cart behind you and his face filled with disgust. “So that’s all you’ve been doing, fucking my sister?” Your eyes widen at his words. Justin was a good kid, he never used that kind of language at least not in front of people, you don’t know what happened. “At least you didn’t knock her up yet.” 

“Justin, behave.” You yelled, you have never seen Bucky stand so silently before.

“Look, kid. I don’t know what you think about me but I love your sister.” Bucky said as calmly as he could although you could see it in his eyes that he was getting angry and you did not want to find out the consequences of what would happen if you stand here five more minutes.

“Oh sure you do, you fucking asshole.”

“Justin, enough is enough. You can not talk to him like that.” You scolded your younger brother.

“You can not tell me what to do anymore.” He yelled back.

“Yes, I can, like it or not I’m still your sister.” 

“No you’re not, you stopped being it when you decided to become a whore.” It was like a slap to your face; you stood there in shock. Did he really just say that to you? No Justin can’t say that, he’s your little brother. 

Before you knew it Bucky was on your side a raging look on his face, you did notice Justin backing away a little though. The look of regret was evident in his eyes. 

“Boy, you talk to her like that again I’m gonna break your jaw, you understand me? The only reason you’re in one piece right now is that you’re her brother.” Bucky’s voice was booming.

“Bucky it's okay. It’s okay.” You said putting a hand on your boyfriend’s chest to calm him down. “Baby look at me, calm down.” You said and he looked at you, as soon as he looked at your face he calmed down a little.

“So you’re still playing beauty to the beast then.” 

“Justin, please. I’m begging you, shut up. Please.” You said turning your head to look at your brother. 

And just when you thought it couldn’t get worse the least needed person at that moment walked in there, obviously looking for your brother; your dad. He stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw the three of you. 

“What is happening here?” His voice was a mixture of sadness and anger. You almost cried right there when you saw him but you stopped yourself knowing well enough that Bucky will lose it if he sees you cry. Just then have you noticed the crowd around you, staring at the three of you like it was some kind of show. Gosh, people liked being nosy.

“Bucky, go outside, please. I’ll handle it.” You said but he kept glaring at your dad. “Bucky, please, please go outside.” He nodded and went outside but not before giving you a bruising kiss right there in front of everyone; as if stating a fact that you were with him. If the situation wasn’t so serious you would have pulled him back and kissed him harder but right now you let him go.

“I see you’re still with the boy.” Your dad stated firmly.

“Dad, I’m in love with him.” He didn’t reply to that. “At least give us a chance, please.”

“I did give you a chance; you chose him.”

“And I will still choose him. Because I love him dad, and if you can not accept that, if you can not be happy for me then maybe you’re the one who does not deserve a place in my life.” With that you walked out, You were so angry at your father. Yes, Bucky was a little short-tempered but he was the best guy you’ve ever met and you will never regret falling in love with him. You will never regret choosing him over anyone in your life. 

When you walked out you saw Bucky leaning against his Harley looking down at his feet, hands stuffed in his pocket, he looked like a scolded child which made you giggle a little. He looked up when he heard your voice.  

You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. The kiss was sweet but fierce; you were telling how much you love each other without using any words. His hands were on your waist, pulling you up from the ground. 

When you pulled away you saw him looking over your shoulder and you turned as well to see your father and brother walking out and to their car but not without glaring at the two of you.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky said taking your hands and looking down almost as if he was ashamed of himself. 

“Why? Why are you sorry?”

“Your family’s not talking to you because of me. Your brother disrespected you.......because of me.” 

“Hey, look at me, James.” You said firmly and he looked at you. “This is not your fault, none of this is your fault. I love you, I love you so fucking much and that’s my choice. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, Bucky and I’m not gonna give it up for anyone. And if my parents can’t accept that, they can not be a part of my life, I don’t want them to be a part of my life. And you know what, they’re the one in loss because you are amazing and I’m so happy with you.” You said holding his face in your palms and giving him another sweet kiss. That smile on his face was worth everything, you could die to see that smile.

“I love you.” He simply replied giving you another kiss before the two of you drove home

The rest of the day was spent in bed, cuddling and having sex and then more cuddling and then ordering pizza and then again having sex on every surface of your apartment.  

You were sitting on his lap on the couch eating a slice of pizza and watching a chick flick; wearing nothing but Bucky’s shirt and panties as he kept stroking your bare thighs.

“I don’t understand why would she even agree to do that,” Bucky said in a playful tone, somewhat mad at the female protagonist. 

“Because she has a crush on him, and when you have a crush on someone you agree to do stupid things. Don’t you remember our case?” You said wiggling your eyebrows and turning on his lap to face him.

“Yeah I do, you had a crush on me.” 

“I had a crush on you? I clearly remember it being the other way around.” You argued knowing that he was just playing with you.

“No, I think it was you.”

“Oh yeah? So you were not the one who practically begged me to go out with you?”

“No, I think that was you too.” 

“Oh, you liar.” You said throwing a pepperoni at him and giggling when it hit him in the face.

“Oh, you’re so dead.” Before you could get up and run away he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder while running to your bedroom, all the while you kept screaming and laughing. He threw you over the bed and climbed in himself. Both of your laughs died when he crashed his lips on yours. 

“Bucky, we just had sex.” You moaned out; complaining in vain as he started taking off your panties, although you were already wet.

“And yet you’re so wet, baby.” He said as he slowly entered you. His lips found your aroused nipple through your shirt; well his shirt to be exact. Your hands found his hair pushing him closer to your breast and your hips arched up; trying to match his thrusts. His one hand reached between the two of you and started playing with your clit. You screamed out when he hit your g-spot. 

He picked up his pace and started fucking you harder and faster. Lips swallowing each other’s moans, hand’s digging into each other. With him you were insatiable. You always wanted him and he always wanted you; one way or another. 

As you both came down from your high holding each other close you realized you didn’t use any protection.

“Bucky, you didn’t use a condom again.” You said as you caught up to your breath.

“Baby, you’re a science student; don’t act like a dumb girl. You’re not even ovulating right now.” He groaned as he pulled out of you and you suddenly started feeling empty. You decided to leave the topic as he went to the bathroom and came out seconds later with a washcloth. You whimper when the cold fabric came in contact with your pussy. 

“Thanks.” You said as he threw it in the laundry hamper. 

“No need to say thanks; I love taking care of you.” He replied lying beside you and nuzzling in your neck. It didn’t even take him time to fall asleep which made you smile as you realized how far the two of you have come. At the starting of your relationship, he couldn’t even close his eyes for a few seconds without getting a nightmare and now, he sleeps like a baby, not even a crease on his forehead. You kissed his forehead and took your phone from the nightstand. He looked too adorable to not take a picture. 

You silently giggle when he brought you closer at the small snap sound. That’s when your phone went off and you got a text from the least expected person.

‘Y/n, can you please give me a call when you have time. It’s important and please don’t tell Bucky.’ You frowned at the massage. He never texts you, the last text you received from him was months ago and he was almost begging you to convince Bucky to go to his wedding; which took you a whole day by the way. You decided to go to his place later because right now you just needed to sleep in your boyfriend’s arms. 

You put the phone back in the nightstand and wrapped your arms around Bucky before drifting off to sleep.

It was your third month in this college and you still didn’t feel at home here. You did make a few friends, and they were all nice to you but you still missed your high school friends. You were walking to the library right now with Caroline and Sharon discussing your study group. 

“We can cover surface anatomy today.” You told them as you sat down on one of the tables, opening your book.

“Hey, new girl.” A voice said behind you and you turn to see a group of boys sitting at a table. They were clearly your senior, you didn’t like their tone at all but messing with a senior in this college is a big taboo so instead, you turned around.  “You in the pink shirt, come here.” You gulped before pointing at yourself with a questioning look. “Yes you, come here.” You quickly stood up and walked up to them.

“Yes sir?” You asked.

“There’s a party I’m hosting this weekend, you gotta come. Give me your number I’ll send you an address.” The one with Mohawk and lip ring said.

“I’m sorry I have plans this weekend.” You didn’t really have plans but your parents wouldn’t let you out at night; they were pretty strict.

“Cancel them.” He said like it was his decision to make.

“I’m sorry I can’t.” You said looking down at your feet. He got up to his feet and you took a step back.

“Look, I’m being very nice to here right now.” He said probably running out of patience. As he took a step toward you, you took one more step back bumping into someone’s broad chest. 

“I think she said she’s busy, Rumlow.” You quickly turned around at the deep voice and your eyes almost widen. He was actually standing behind you. You have always seen him from afar, you actually had a crush on him but you were always too scared to go up and talk to him. His blue-gray eyes were burning holes into ‘Rumlow’. 

“Stay out of this, Barnes,” Rumlow said but he looked scared of him.

“Look, Brock. If you don’t want your nose broken like last time then take your little gang and get out of here.” Bucky said in a voice that could scare anybody. You have to say you felt flattered that he had come to your rescue. Brock and his group didn’t waste a minute before scurrying out of the library.

“Are you okay?” Bucky asked and his face softened when he looked down at you. You nodded with a small smile.

“Thank you, sir.” You said.

“Oh please, call me Bucky.” 

“Bucky.” His name rolled smoothly from your tongue, You looked at your friends over his shoulder and they almost looked like they were gonna faint.

“What’s your name?”

“Y/n. Y/n y/l/n.” You answered.

“Well Y/n, from tomorrow you can sit with us. You and...your friends I mean.” He said and your eyes widened.

“No it's okay, it's not necessary.”

“No, I insist. You’ll be safe there. I’ll- We’ll make sure no one messes with you during your study group.” He said with a smile and you couldn’t help but nod your head, and with that, he walked away; disappearing between two shelves. 

“Oh my god, did we just get invited to sit with them in the library?” Sharon asked with a big smile and both of them started to squeal. 

You hugged your coat tighter around you and you rang his doorbell for the second time that night. You heard shuffling behind the door before it opened.

“Oh thank god, Y/n, you made it, come inside.” He said moving aside and giving you space to walk in. 

“Whatever it is, just be quick, Mr. Barnes. Bucky was still sleeping when I left and he’s gonna freak out if he wakes up and I’m not there.” You said moving to their living room to feel a little warm you saw there was already a woman that you didn’t know was sitting there along with Mrs. Barnes. 

“I told you to call me George when we are not in college. And please take a seat, this is about Bucky.” He said and you sat down with a frown.

“What happened?” You asked.

“Y/n this is Dr. Nicole Sullivan. She’s a therapist.” You already knew where this conversation was going.

“George, we tried bef-”

“Y/n, please listen to me. I’m worried about him, I’m losing my son here. You’re the only one who keeps him least bit sane. Mrs. Sullivan is best at what she does, I’ve been talking to her for the past month, she knows everything about Bucky’s situation and she thinks that she can help him. Please, we have to give her a chance and you’re the only one who can convince him.” You looked at him for a second. “Y/n, you love him, I know you do, that’s why I’m asking you. I’m begging you as a father here. I can not see my son like this anymore.” You could see tears in George’s eyes and your heartfelt heaviness for him.

“Okay. Okay, George. I’ll try my best to convince him to go to therapy. Mrs. Sullivan, can you give me your number and address?”

“Yeah sure, honey. I promise you, I’ll try my best to help your boyfriend.” She said handing you her card. 

“Thank you for doing this. I should get going.” You said getting up. “Good night, Barb. Goodnight George.”  You said giving a hug to the couple. 

“Goodnight honey.”

Fortunately, when you reached home Bucky was still asleep and you bet he was gonna wake up so early in the morning. You quickly took off your clothes and slipped in beside him and like reflex action he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer. 

The next morning when you woke up Bucky was not in bed or in the room, you frowned at first but then you heard voices coming from the living room. You suspected right; he did wake up earlier this morning. You picked up one of his button-ups from the laundry basket that still smelled like him and put it on before making your way outside. 

He looked so adorable sitting in front of the TV wearing a black tank top and black boxer. A gamepad in his hands and a headset on his head screaming instructions at probably Sam, Steve, and Nat. He was so engrossed in his play station that he didn’t even notice you standing there. 

“Sam, give me cover. Steve’s down Steve’s down. Nat revive him.” He almost yelled which made you giggle. 

“Hey, soldier.” You said in a seductive voice and walked up to him. As he looked up at you, you slowly started unbuttoning your shirt. His eyes widened as looked up at your half-naked body. His cock already becoming hard. 

Wearing nothing but his shirt and your hair all messy, you looked so hot that he could eat you right there. You slowly stalked up to him like a wild cat and took off your shirt completely, giving him a nice view of your naked body. 

“Yeah, guys, I gotta go,” Bucky said throwing away his gamepad making you giggle.

“Seriously, man. You’re giving up video-game for sex? Video-game for sex?” You heard Sam exclaim as you were standing closer now.

“Honestly, Sam that sounds like a fair trade, we were losing anyways. At least one of us is getting some action.” It was Steve this time. You didn’t get to hear more as Bucky threw you over his shoulder and stalked to your shared bedroom much like last night. 

“You’re being a very bad girl, baby.” He whispered in your ear as he lays you down on the bed. 

“Are you gonna punish me?” You whispered back with a smirk knowing how much he liked it when you talk like that.

“Oh yeah.” He said and pressed his lips to yours as his hand snuck its way up to your breast to give it a quick squeeze. 

“Take this off.” You whimpered between the kisses tugging at his tank top he didn’t take any time before obliging. As soon as he got rid of the black fabric your hands made a contact with his hard chest scratching and grabbing, nails digging into the warm flesh. He was so ripped and strong that he made you want to be fucked ruthlessly. You pulled him in for another bruising kiss and he roughly parted your legs. You were so dripping wet right now that you were ruining your bedsheets. Your slick was pooling there making your skin prickle a little.

“God, you’re so wet,” Bucky said pushing his middle and ring finger inside you as his thumb played with your clit. His other hand wrapped around your naked waist keeping you planted back on the bed and his mouth feasted on the skin of your chest. Your one hand was gripping the bedsheet and the other was on his shoulder slightly trying to push him down to where you needed his mouth right now.  Much to your dismay, he pulled his fingers out of you making you whine in protest.

He started kissing his way down your body at a torturously slow pace. Just when his mouth reached your cunt and you thought the long wait was over he started kissing your knees. You almost glared down at him and caught his sinful smirk and gosh you wanted to wipe it from his face.

“Bucky, please stop teasing.” You cried out as he licked your inner thigh, so close yet so far from where you needed him.

“What is it, Doll. Tell me what do you want.” That nickname, he always uses that nickname when he’s teasing you. When he wants to get a reaction out of you.

“I want your tongue, Bucky. Please I want your tongue.” You tried to arch your hip to his mouth but he held you down with one hand. 

“Where do you want it, Doll?” He asked pressing kisses on your soft mound.

“On my....on my pussy.” You purred out. 

“Tell me exactly what you want, doll. I don’t understand you.” He played dumb as he pulled your legs over his shoulder. 

“Asshole....... I want you to eat my pussy.” You were so shy when it came to dirty talking, that’s why Bucky loved it when you talk dirty.

“That’s not very nice of you, what’s the magic word.” He said breathing down on your very wet core. Face so close that you almost cried out in frustration.

“Bucky, please, eat my pussy, please.”  You cooed and he finally gave you what you wanted. You almost howled like a wolf in heat when his mouth came in contact with your cunt. His tongue licked a long stripe up your slit lapping up the juices before he started eating you out. Parting your lips he started sucking on your clit. His stubble was giving you a sweet prickly sensation and you knew he’s gonna leave some beard burn there later but you couldn’t care less. 

Your hand shot out to grab his hair as you started grinding on his nose and mouth. He engulfed your whole heat and shoved his tongue inside you and started thrusting. He moaned at your taste sending vibrations to your core. He always said he loved your taste, you remember the first time he ate you out he came in his pants without even having you touch him or touching himself. Ever since then every time he gets a chance he finds himself tongue deep between your thighs. 

“Oh fucking Christ, Baby, I’m close.” You screamed out not caring that your neighbors might hear you through the thin walls between the apartments. Thank go no kids lived in that building or you would have a serious issue with their parents. Bucky and you were one of those annoying couples who was always attached to each other and were loud about it, whether it was sex or fighting.

You were moaning out his name wantonly as he kept eating you out like a man starved for years. His pace was blinding. You looked down to see the beautiful sight of his face shoved between your thighs, eyes closed like he was enjoying a very delicious meal. 

Right, when you were about to come Bucky pushed a finger inside you and coaxed your orgasm out of you. 

“Ah, Bucky, I’m coming, I’m coming.” As a shockwave came over you and you started squirting down your earth-shattering orgasm, your legs started to jerk around your boyfriend’s shoulder. He didn’t stop eating you though, he helped you through your high and licked your cunt till the last drop was left. 

As your body went limp underneath him and a very satisfied smile took over your lips he slowly trailed sweet kisses up your body and finally pressed them against your lips. 

“You are so beautiful.” He said kissing your forehead and nose. His eyes traveled all over your face. Eyes blown, hair a mess, a coat of sweat covering your forehead, he still can’t believe sometimes that he landed someone as beautiful as you, let alone he gets to see you naked every day; he gets to worship your goddess-like body every day. “I love you.”

“I love you too, handsome.” You said wrapping your arms around his neck, nuzzling your nose in his neck.

“Oh don’t you think I’m nowhere near done with you, young lady. On your four.” He ordered and you giggle before turning around like the obedient little girl you are and pushing your ass up in the air. You were already wet again even though you just had an orgasm 10 seconds ago. You wiggled your ass a little and he grabbed a handful of it. 

He slowly lined up his cock against your entrance, spreading your slick all over before finally entering you with a loud groan; earning a moan from you.

“Your pussy sucks me in so good, baby.” He leaned down and whispered in your ear before he pulled out and pushed in again and then started thrusting into you furiously.

He made you come three more times before he came himself inside you. 

“Made you come four times within an hour, new record.” He stated proudly as he finally fell down beside you. 

“Where’s everyone?” You asked as you walked up to Bucky in the library, he was sitting in your usual seat which was secluded from the rest of the library. But today Bucky was sitting there alone; Wanda, Nat, Sam, and Steve were nowhere in sight.  

“They couldn’t make it.” He said as he helped you in a seat beside him like the chivalrous gentleman he was. 

“Weird, neither could Caroline or Sharon. Coincidence?” You asked with a small smile. There was a little awkwardness lingering in the air between the two of you because of last time. You had kissed him and he had practically ran out of the library without saying a single word. He looked shocked and you cursed yourself for misjudging his intentions. He was just being nice to you and you thought he was into you like someone like him would ever be into you. You were scared that he would ask you to stop hanging out with them.

“Look, I’m so sorry about last time, Bucky. We can just pretend that it didn’t happen, okay. I know you probably don’t wanna hang out with me right now and I would definitely respect that. I just...I just misread your intentions-” Your babbling was cut off by a pair of lips against yours. You were shocked at first but then kissed him back. It was cut short as he pulled back as quickly as he kissed you. You were looking at him with wide eyes, now you definitely have no idea what to read out of this. did he like you? Then why did he stormed out that day?

“Do you ever stop talking?” 

“I’m sorry, it's just last time you just stormed out without saying anything and I thought that I did something wrong and I’ve been freaking out for-”

“Go out with me?” He cut you off.

“Huh?” You were shocked. Were you hearing things or was he actually asking you out.

“Go out with me. On a date, please. If you don’t like it for even a second I will never ask you again. You’ve been driving me crazy, Y/n. Since the day I saw you, weeks before that day in the library. Please go out with me.” He said almost desperately as he grabbed both of your hands.

“Yes.” You giggled out. “Yes, I wanna go out with you.” You said and like a very excited child on Christmas, he kissed you. 

“I’m sorry. Should have done it after the date.”

“No. It's okay, kiss me again,” you said pressing your lips against his.

“Baby?” You said as the two of sat in the living room on separate couches knowing that if you sat on the same one you would have ended up naked again. You both were studying right now and you knew it was the worst time to talk about it because Bucky hates it when someone interrupts when he studies but you can’t wait anymore. He has a very nice mood right now and it’s now or never.

“Hm?” He replied not looking up from his laptop. 

“Um. I talked to your dad and he told me about this really nice therapist-” 

“No.” He said and you knew he was mad already but there’s no backing out anymore. 

“Baby, at least listen to me, no?” 

“Did you complete your paper, Y/n?” he asked finally looking at you. 

“No.”

“Then complete it,” he said going back to his laptop.

“Bucky, at least look at me, I’m talking to you.”

“And I don’t wanna hear it,” he yelled at you making you jump. 

“No, you have to hear it. Mrs. Sullivan is real good, Bucky. We should give her a chance.” You said.

“I’m not going to a fucking shrink, Y/n and that’s that. You remember what happened last time.” 

“Not every therapist is a shrink, Bucky. You’re a doctor I thought you knew that.”

“Not yet, and I’m not gonna be one if you keep talking nonsense while I try to study,” Bucky grumbled before standing up and putting on his jacket.

“Where are you going? I’m not done talking.” 

“But I am. I’m tired of having the same conversation again and again.” He said before grabbing his keys.

“Bucky, don’t walk away from me I’m not done talking.” You said standing up but he ignored you. “Bucky, don’t you dare go out that door. Bucky, come back for god sake. James.” But he was out of your apartment. You were fuming but more than that you were worried about him. 

You fell back down on the couch as a tear slid down your face. How could he act like this is all your fault, how could he act like he does not need help?

The whole day went like that but there was no sign of Bucky. He wasn’t picking up, even his voicemail was full. You have called all of your friends and none of them had any idea about where Bucky was. You even call his dad, the last person he would go to. George became worried so you assured him and told him you just had a minor disagreement.

It was dark now and you called Steve again and he picked up on the second ring. You were beyond worried by now. You hadn’t even realized when had you started crying. He never stays out so late, at least not without telling you. He always comes back even when you have the biggest of fights. Your mind couldn’t help but go to the worst places, what if he was in an accident? God, you will die if something happens to your Bucky.

“Hello, Steve, did you hear from him yet?” You asked in a desperate voice.

“No, Y/n. We even checked in all the bars and clubs we go to. He’s nowhere.” He asked and you started crying again. “Hey, hey, don’t cry, doll. We’ll find him.”

“This is my fault, I shouldn’t have pressured him to see a therapist.” You said between sobs.

“Hey, no. It's not your fault. You just want the best for him. We’ll keep looking for him, you stay at home in case he comes back okay?” You nodded and then realized he couldn’t see you.

“Okay.”

“Call me if anything.” 

“Okay.” He hung up and you started sobbing again. You’re never going to forgive yourself.

'Bucky please come home.’ is the only chant you kept repeating for the last hour since you talked to Steve. Although your sobs have stopped your tears haven’t. You were pacing around the leaving room while fidgeting with your phone in your hand. 

You were about to call him again when your phone started ringing. When you saw the caller ID you left out a sigh of relief. The tears started again but this time with happiness. You picked up and without giving him a chance to speak you started your rant.

“Oh my god, baby, where were you? I’ve been dying here. I’m so sorry, baby, just come home. Please. I promise I won’t talk about another therapist ever again, just come-”

“Uhh, Ma’am?” Your heart dropped at the voice of another man. You started imagining the worst.

“Who’s this?” You asked in a shaky voice, your heart thumping against your chest. 

“Detective Richard Jones, from 66th precinct of NYPD. Am I talking to Ms. Y/n?”

“Yes, this is she.” You said as you tried to gulp down the lump that was getting bigger in your throat.

“I’m talking on behalf of one Mr. James Barnes, he asked me to call you. Could you please come down to the station?”

“Yes, yes. I’ll be there in 10 minutes, but detective, is he okay? Is Buc- James okay?” You were almost hyperventilating by now.

“Yes, ma’am. Calm down, please. He’s fine.”

“Oh thank god.” You whispered but you were pretty sure he heard it. “I’ll be there in 10, sir.” You said and as he hung up you fell back on the couch. A few silent sobs left your lips before you finally wiped your eyes and got up. Grabbing the car keys you ran out of your shared apartment. You called Steve on the way and asked him to meet you there too.

As you finally reached the station with your heart jumping on your throat you ran inside. 

“Detective Jones?” You asked a man and a voice came from behind you.

“Ah yes, Ms. Y/n, I believe. Please take a seat. I called you.” A white man who looked to be in his early forties said. He had a thick black mustache and a very heavy Brooklyn accent.

“Where’s James?” You asked. 

“Right there.” He answered pointing at a cell and you turned to see your man sitting on a bench with his face in his palms. “Would you like some water?”

“No, just tell me what happened.” You didn’t want to sound rude but you couldn’t help yourself. 

“Ms. Y/n, I’m a very good friend of George Barnes and I wanted to call him but your boyfriend insisted that I should call you. I don’t wanna sound like a douche here but Bucky’s lucky that I’m the one who got there if it was someone else he would be in for good.”

“Sir, can you please cut to the chase and tell me what happened here?” You asked running out of patience and you felt kinda bad for lashing out at him.

“Your boyfriend got into a bar fight, beat the other guy to a pulp and if I hadn’t got there it would have been a murder case.” You gasped out at his words and tears started falling again. You always knew what Bucky was capable of but that word; ‘murder’, was a slap to your face. You looked at him again and this time he was looking at you, he was sporting a few bruises himself. 

“How’s the other guy?” You found yourself asking but you were not sure that you ever wanted to know.

“He’s in the Brooklyn hospital, the name’s Brock Rumlow. He’s in a bad condition.” You didn’t know what to say anymore, you felt numb.

“How do I pay for the bail?”

After you paid for the bail and signed a few papers you ran out of there, not waiting to see if they let Bucky go or not. You couldn’t face him right now. You ignored calls of your name coming from your boyfriend. As you rushed to your car you bumped into someone. You looked up to see deep blue eyes staring back at you and you broke down right there in his arms. 

“Oh my god, Steve.” He held you close as you cried.

“Hey, I got you, I got you.”

“He almost murdered a guy, Steve.” You cried as he tried to comfort you. “Please take him home, I can’t face him right now, I can’t.” You said between sobs before pulling away from him.

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t know. I just know that I don’t wanna look at his face.” You said before rushing over to your car and driving away from the police station. ‘It would have been a murder case’ The words hurt you like a fresh wound. It made you actually realize just how dangerous Bucky is, to himself, to others. How toxic your relationship is, how fucked up it is. How long? Just how long are you gonna keep cleaning up his messes. Just how long are you gonna ignore the fact that you’re the only one trying to keep this relationship stable? Just how long you’re gonna ignore the fact that maybe, your dad was right? 

You didn’t even know how long you drove before you found yourself in front of that hospital. You took a sharp breath before you finally decided to walk in. 

“I’m looking for a Brock Rumlow, I’m a....friend of his.” You said to the man at the front desk. Your eyes still puffy from all the crying, he might think that you were crying for Brock that’s why he gave you a sympathetic smile and told you the room number. 

As you stood in front of the unconscious man bile rose to your throat and you had to physically stop yourself from crying, not because you cared about him but because you were scared. Scared of the things that Bucky was capable of doing. His face was busted, so bloody that if the detective hasn’t told you that it was Brock you would have never recognized him. It was full of stitches. 

“Is he gonna wake up?” You asked in a shaky voice.

“Yes, of course, He’s just sleeping because we gave him a sedative. He was beaten pretty bad though, it was like his whole face was cut open, what kind of monster is capable of doing that?” She said not knowing that the monster she was talking about was none other than her own boyfriend. 

“What is she doing here?” A very weak voice said and you turned to look at Brock with wide eyes.

“Brock, I’m so sorry.”

“Oh you sure are, you bitch. What, you here to complete your guard dog’s job huh?” He asked and his heart monitor started making a terrible noise.

“Ma’am you should leave, his blood pressure’s becoming very high.” You nodded at her. 

“I’m really sorry, Brock.” With that you turned around and left; you didn’t know what else to say. What could you possibly say that would justify his actions?

You rang the doorbell of your friend’s apartment, waiting outside with teary eyes till the short redhead opened up. 

“Y/n, what happened?”

“Nat, I know it's pretty late but can I take your couch tonight?” You asked in a very small tired voice. 

“Oh honey, come here. What happened?” She pulled you in a hug and you cried yet again in the crook of her neck. You were still traumatized by Brock’s condition.

You told them everything as Nat sat beside you and Wanda made you her famous hot chocolate.

“Here, it will warm you up.” She handed you the mug before taking a seat beside you on the couch. 

“It’s gonna be okay, Y/n. It's You and Bucky. You’re the legendary couple, you guys always make up no matter what.” Nat said and you shook your head.

“No. No. I don’t think I wanna make up anymore.” You said shocking both of your friends.

“What?”

“I can’t make up anymore. I’m tired, I’m tired of all of this. I’m tired of pretending that what he...does is okay, it's not. I thought he loved me enough to give up this one bad habit but he clearly doesn’t. I’m just making a fool out of myself in this relationship.”

“He gave up smoking for you,” Wanda said and Nat glared at her. 

“Are you seriously defending him right now?” You asked in disbelief.

“I’m sorry.”

“Y/n, Just go to sleep okay. Whatever decision you make we are both with you, no matter if you decide to stay with him or not, we will always be your friend. But please, think about it before you take a big step. Right now you just need to sleep it off.” Nat said and you gave her a weak smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes. You started to lie down when she stopped you. “Take my room, I’ll take the couch.”

“No, it's okay. I’ll be fine.”

“No, go to my room. You’re too tired. Besides Bucky would kill me if you sleep on the couch and get back pain.” You didn’t protest instead got up and went to her room. You couldn’t sleep at first so you cried for a while and when finally you were tired enough that you couldn’t even keep your eyes open you drifted off to sleep. 

Soon you were woken up by loud noises coming from the living room. You opened your eyes and looked at the window to only realize that the sun wasn’t even up yet. You only had a couple hours of sleep when you were woken up by those loud noises.  

“This is none of your business, Nat. Just tell me where is she.” You could hear Bucky’s voice and it was laced with anger. 

“Just give her some time, Bucky, Come back after the sunrise okay?”

You don’t know what were you thinking when you opened up the door but as soon as you did three pairs of eyes were on you. But before Bucky could sprint toward you, you shut the door on his face and locked it.

“Baby, please open up.” He said and you could tell by his voice that he’s been crying just like you and that’s what made you cry again. “Baby, please. I’m begging you, doll, please open up.”  His voice broke as he started to cry as well.

“Go away, Bucky. Just go away. I don’t even wanna look at you right now.” You said through the door even though every single fiber of your body was begging you to open up and jump in his arms. 

“I’m not going anywhere until you open up and talk to me. I’m gonna sit right here.” He said and you slid down the door while sobbing. “Baby please open up. I’m sorry, just give me one chance.”

“I’ve given you hundreds of chances before this, Bucky. I can not do it anymore. Have you seen what you did to him? His face was being held by threads, Bucky.”

“I know. I’m sorry. He said something very inappropriate about you and I lost it I’m sorry, just one last chance, please.” He was begging you so desperately that with every second passed your heart was shattering into million more pieces. 

“No. Just no. I’m done, I’m done with us. I’m breaking up with you, Bucky. There I said it. You promised me you would stop bugging me the day I say these words. I said it, Bucky, I’m breaking up with you.” 

“Baby, you promised me you would never give up on us.” 

“I lied. Just like you lied when you promised me you will never hurt me, but you did, you hurt me so bad.” He felt silent after that but you knew he was right there, behind the door. You could hear his very familiar breathing. You wanted nothing more than to pull him into your arms and make love to him but you know. 

The next morning you slipped out of Nat and Wanda’s apartment, leaving her a note but not saying where you were going. Bucky was lying on the floor when you opened up the door, he looked so broken. Face blotchy and eyes swollen from all the crying. For a minute you hated yourself for hurting him. You couldn’t help yourself as you grabbed a blanket from the room and draped it over him. 

When your dad opened up their door he took you in without any question. He hugged you till you fell asleep and then carried you to your old room mumbling something along with the line ‘better late than never. 

The next two months you heard nothing from your boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend. Steve, Sam, Nat, and Wanda had called you a few times telling you how much he has changed. ‘He’s not himself anymore, Y/n please comeback.’  ‘He completely shut down Y/n please you have to talk to him.’  ‘He doesn’t even eat anymore.’ ‘He’s having nightmares again.’  Those were the words they always said to you. It made you wonder if they actually care about you. But then again why would they, you broke their friend’s heart. Eventually, they stopped calling too.

Every day you would die to have one look at the love of your life and every night you would cry yourself to sleep. The semester ended, which means Bucky graduated, left the college. You will never be able to see him again. That should have given you relief right? Then why the thought of never being able to see him made your heart ache so bad. 

One day you heard from George that he started going to therapy, a new ray of hope sparked up inside you but it was soon cut off when he said that he’ll be leaving for London to start his residency program. That was nice right?  It was good for him, just what he needed, a new start. A fresh start, away from you. With a pained smile, you left his office.

“Gosh, where did I keep it.” You said looking through your still unpacked bag. 

“What are you looking for?” Justin asked as he leaned against the door frame.

“My birth certificate. I have an interview and I’m already freaking out and I can’t find my birth certificate.” You said pulling out all the things from your bag and making a mess of the room. 

“Well, take your driving license.”

“oh wow, genius, why didn’t that cross my mind. They said birth certificate was a necessary document.” 

“Well, maybe you left it at your....old apartment.” He said choosing his words very wisely. 

“Shit.” You groaned, even though the slight thought of the possibility of bumping into Bucky made your heart flutter.

“I could go for you.” He suggested.

“No it's okay I’ll go. I’m pretty sure he’s not even at home right now, and he’s not very subtle with hiding the spare keys. Thanks for offering though.” You ruffled his hair as you made your way out.

“Y/n?” You turn back. “Maybe it’s time you give him a chance.” You have to say that you were slightly shocked that Justin was saying this but you didn’t let it on your face.

“I can’t, Justin. He’s probably moved on.”

“Maybe he’s not.”

“He’s going to London. So chances are maybe he has.” You said. 

When you were finally in front of your- his apartment you couldn’t help the loud beating of your heart. You lied when you said he wouldn’t be home right now. You knew exactly that he was home, and he was making his cereal. You felt embarrassed for knowing his schedule by heart.  

You were standing there for 15 minutes before you rang the bell. Maybe this was a bad idea, maybe you should have sent Justin. Before you could dwell over it more the door opened. 

He looked shocked when he saw you standing there. He looked.............fresh. In a different way. He was clean-shaved, that hot stubble that he always sports was no longer there. Instead, there was soft pink skin. His eyes looked less tensed, It was very clear that he has been taking medications and they were working well. 

“Hi.” You said with a small smile.

“Bab- Y/n?” Your heart fluttered at the nickname that he almost let slip out.

“I forgot some papers here. I’ll be out of your hair in a minute.” He nodded before stepping aside and giving you space.

Bucky’s heart was about to Jump out of his throat. You looked so beautiful, more than ever. Wearing that formal dress, just so goddamn sexy. But he respected your decision, if you don’t wanna be with him anymore he’s not gonna bother you anymore.

“I’ll wait outside in the corridor.” He said and you nodded. Your heart broke that he wanted to be as away from you as possible, but it was for the best right. At least you wouldn’t have second thoughts if you were not near him.

You made your way inside the bedroom; it was just as you left it, nothing was moved from its place, he knew how you hated it when things weren’t kept like you wanted. Your eyes snapped to the bed. You remember all those nights and days that you spent there, snuggling, cuddling, riding him, riding his face, okay enough, don’t think about it. Just do what you came to do. You quickly opened the drawer of the closet looking for your file and paper. then you remember he kept both of your documents together because you were always so careless with them. 

You moved to his side and went through the drawers when your hand hit a small hard something. It felt like a box and you quickly pulled it out. Your eyes widen as you did, it was a dark blue velvet engagement ring box. You opened it and you swear your heart stopped for a minute. In there sat the most beautiful little diamond ring you’ve seen in your life. It totally matched your personality, Soft, sexy, sober but elegant, that’s what Bucky used to say and that was the only thing you could think of when you saw it.

With a wave of mixed feelings hitting you, you sprinted out of the room and toward Bucky in the corridor. He was leaning against the wall, hands stuffed in his pockets. His eyes widen when he saw what was in your hand.

“What is this?” You asked, you were a little angry; you’re not sure if at him or you but you were.

“An engagement ring.”

“I can see that. Why do you have it?” 

“You were not supposed to find out this way.” He answered with a shrug.

“When.....When did you buy it?” You asked, eagerly waiting for his answer. “When did you buy it, Bucky?” You asked again when he didn’t answer.

“After our third date.” You were shocked at his answer. That was so long ago. When you didn’t say anything he continued. “I know it was so soon but, we were watching a very shitty rom-com and I looked to my right and there you sat crying when the couple finally got together while stuffing your face with caramel popcorn and right then. Right at that moment, I knew that I wanted to spend my whole life with you, Y/n.”  Your eyes filled up at his answer and a single tear left. You have never felt so loved before.

“When were you going to ask?” You asked and your voice broke. 

“On our 1st anniversary.” Shit, it was today. It was your one-year anniversary. You saw as tears filled up in his eyes as well. “Baby, I miss you. I miss you so goddamn much every single day. I started going to therapy, I stopped getting into fights I even started taking anger management classes. I don’t wanna lose you Y/n, You’re the best thing that ever happened to me and I don’t wanna lose you. Please come back.” 

“Ask me.”

“Huh?”

“Ask me.” You said giving him the box of rings. He finally caught up and a wide smile spread across his face.

“Oh god, how do I do this? umm.” He said getting down on his one knee and you giggled. “y/n, I thought about a thousand scenarios of doing this, in this corridor is definitely not one of them.” You were a crying mess by now. “Baby, the first time I saw you, my whole world stopped spinning. You were the most beautiful girl that I’ve ever laid my eyes on. You messed up with my head, I couldn’t stop thinking about you, your pretty eyes, your gorgeous smile, your sexy ass... God this is so not how I prepared it.” He said making you giggle.

“It’s perfect, keep going.” You said through tears.

“The thing is, I love you so freaking much,  you have no idea, I can die for you, baby. I can kill for you, well maybe you do have a little idea of that.” You laughed again.

“Not funny.”

“You laughed, it counts.” Both of you were a crying and laughing mess. “I love you so much and I’ll give up every bad habit for you. I can never be a perfect man but I promise I’ll be a good husband. Sitting here on my one knee, which hurts now by the way, in front of.... no one, in particular, I’m asking you Y/n y/l/n will you marry me?” he asked and you nodded vigorously.

“Yes, yes. I’ll marry you.” You said throwing yourself at him and he caught you before the two of you could fall down. He quickly slipped the ring in your finger and crashed his lips on yours.

“Oh my god, we are engaged,” he said and started crying again before pressing his lips on yours.

“We are so crazy, I came here to get my birth certificate and I’m going back with a fiance.” You said as he stood with you still in his arms.

“Your dad's gonna have a heart attack,” he said.

“Our friends are gonna have a heart attack,” you replied and he pressed his lips to yours. You stood there just like that kissing and hugging each other when he said.

“To be Mrs. Barnes?”

“Yes, Mr. Barnes?”

“We are still standing in the corridor.” He reminded you and both of you turned your head to the side to see a group of people standing there with smiles on their faces, but instead of interrupting you two, they waited for you to finish. 

“Maybe we should go inside.”

“Yes. definitely.” He picked you up and carried you inside your home. 

It was probably the stupidest decision the two of you made but you didn’t care. Because once again you were in your happy place, you were home, in Bucky’s arms. You knew you guys were gonna have so many fights and disagreements in the future but at the end of the night, you were gonna come back to each other. Because that’s where you belong. You both had your own issues and neither of you was perfect but that didn’t matter because you loved each other and love is not perfect. 

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A/n: it's finally done, I know the proposal scene was not perfect but I was trying to keep it as realistic as possible. I hope you guys liked it. took me a lot of hard work.

Also, tell me if you want a sequel about how their relationship started and how is it from the beginning. 

I hope it's good but even if it isn’t please don’t hate me.

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Sunflowers and Roses

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1066

Warnings: swearing, light-hearted death jokes, and lots of fluff

Summary: College!AU. Knowing it’s your special day and you’re flooded with exams and assignments, your boyfriend, Bucky, picks out something special for his favourite flower.

A/N: This is my first time writing fanfics ever so please bare with me. I would love to be suggested tips to help me improve my writing!  (pictures not mine)

You were truly a sight to see. Your dorm’s only source of light came from the illumination of your laptop. An hour long video of odd tapping noises played softly in the background, and your head lay on the crumpled papers covering your tiny desk, pen ink probably transferring onto your skin. Your half eaten bowl of cup noodles threatened to fall off the edge of your desk and spill its contents onto your carpeted floor.

“Love? Are you okay?” Bucky’s voice startled you awake. You took a sharp breath through your nose while rubbing your eyes.

Your boyfriend, Bucky, visited you from time to time at your dorm to make sure you’re still alive and breathing after all the studying you’ve been doing. He hasn’t seen you leave your quarters in weeks, and your meals consisted of instant noodles, coffee, 5 hour energy, and tea. He takes it upon himself to deliver you healthy food before you spontaneously combust onto the floor from all the junk you’ve been consuming.

“Shit,” you grumbled, lifting your head slightly from your desk, revealing a neon pink sticky note plastered onto your forehead. “I tried to watch those ASMR studying videos and I knocked the fuck out.”

Bucky stood beside you, chuckling at how disheveled you looked. He brushed stray strands of hair that frames your face and tucked them behind your ear. He replaced the sticky note stuck on your head with a kiss. You smiled lazily, and started to become more aware of your surroundings. There was always sense of security and peace whenever you were around him, but that feeling didn’t last long when you decided to check your phone.

“Fuck its 11:34 pm, I didn’t even study anything, end me,” as you threw your phone across the room onto your bed and slammed your head onto your textbook.

“Hey, look at me,” Bucky whispered, and you placed your head onto his stomach instead. It was more comfortable anyway. “Are you so swamped with exams that you don’t even remember what’s happening tomorrow?”

“I rather not think about it,” you mumbled, burying your head into the soft material of his grey sweater. “I’ve accepted the fact that I’m going to fail and become homeless. At this point, my birthday is just an indication of how much closer I am to dying.”

Your boyfriend laughed wholeheartedly, the vibrations from his chest causing you to smile against his stomach and your head to buzz.

“Says the girl who got accepted into her first choice university with a million scholarships,” he stated, threading his fingers through your knotted hair. “You’ve been studying so much that I haven’t seen you leave your dorm in literally two weeks, Y/N.” How ‘bout we have a movie and fort night as an early celebration?”

You lifted your head up to meet his cerulean eyes, which contrasted your (Y/E/C) ones that showed clear signs of sleep deprivation. You noticed that his never dulled when he was with you.

“I have two exams tomorrow and you’re telling me to play fortnite with you?” you scoffed.

Bucky squeezed his eyes shut and pinched his temples. “Wha- doll no, I meant a blanket fort and movies night,” he elaborated.

“Ohhhhh,” you answered, slightly embarrassed by your poor interpretation of his idea.

“I’ll set it up, love. Go shower and do whatever you gotta do to relax a bit,” he said, rubbing your shoulders. He was aware of how bad your shoulders were before you two even started dating, and he knew studying and being sleep deprived only made your shoulders worse.

You hummed in response and stood up from your seat, slightly nudging your head on Bucky’s chest. He smiled and kissed your cheek. You gathered your necessities and left your dorm to use the shared shower facility. Bucky placed your laptop in the fort and pulled down the fairy lights strung on your walls to make it look, as you would say to describe anything you thought was pretty, “aesthetic.”

Wrapped like a burrito in multiple blankets, the rest of the night consisted of cuddling up to Bucky. You couldn’t remember how many times you thanked him for setting all of this up. It was everything you needed: your head resting on the crook of his neck, stealing kisses from each other’s lips, and his arms tightly coiled around your waist. Occasionally, he would press his face to hair to inhale the green apple shampoo he adored.  

Both of you collectively screamed at your laptop screen, frustrated at how stupid everyone in The Purge was. Your eyes drifted shut halfway through the movie, despite it being a “thriller.” Bucky carried you to bed and stayed with you through the night. Far away thumps of bass boosted trap music from other dorms contrasted with light rainfall on the campus grounds. He pulled you close and drifted off soon after, his lips pressed to your forehead.

*

Your most despised song blasted into your ear just when the sun peeked behind your curtains. Groggily prying your eyes open, you realized the spot beside you was empty and cold. You got of bed to brush your teeth, dreading yet another study session before your exams start in a couple hours. All the sleep from your eyes melted away as they widened at the stunning arrangement of sunflowers and roses on your desk. Tears of happiness pricked your eyes, knowing exactly who got you these. You’ve only showed him a picture of a replica of this bouquet once when you were scrolling on Pinterest.

A handwritten note was stuck with blue washi tape onto the floral sleeve, the colour exactly matching his eyes that you admired so much.

“Happy birthday love,” it read. “Sorry that I couldn’t wake up next to you, (class schedules suck). Cheers to another year spent of you learning new things, transforming into a beautiful grown woman (even though you act like an actual 7 year old), and supporting and loving me unconditionally. I am forever grateful to get to experience life changes with you. I know how much you love sunflowers and roses, so here are a bunch of flowers for my favourite flower. <3 I love you more than you can ever imagine. I hope to see you later tonight. You’ll ace those exams!”

P.S: Btw, don’t worry. This isn't my only present for you! ;)

Love,

B.B

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Apartment 8c - Chapter 1

Telling the Kids About Your Separation

SERIES MASTERLIST

Summary: college au. you and bucky are the closest of friends, the most functional of roommates, and… exes. but just because it didn’t work out romantically doesn’t mean he has to move out! it’s not like he’s so deeply in love that he can barely breathe. totally not in love. at all. not even a little. maybe. 

Pairing: bucky x reader

Warnings: language

A/N: SHE’S BACK, LADIES. the only tag list i’m using is the permanent one, nothing specifically for this series sorry!

“You guys said it wouldn’t last…” 

Natasha looks between the two of you. Steve’s beer is at his lips but he doesn’t take a sip. Wanda’s fingers pause in the bowl of popcorn she’s placed in her lap. Only Sam has a visibly emotional reaction. 

He’s on the verge of bursting— maybe in frustration as the two of you are blocking the television, maybe in laughter. 

It doesn’t help that you’ve hidden your hands behind your back. Nor does it help that you and Bucky are both grinning like giddy idiots while you stare at your friends who now sit with pin-straight postures on the sectional in your living room.

“And you were right!” you shout once several awkward beats have passed. 

There is a loud POP! when you bring your hands forward to twist the bottom of a party popper, iridescent confetti falling over the coffee table and tangling itself in Natasha’s hair, and a triple air horn sound effect cuts through the silence when Bucky opens the app on his phone. 

The two of you are laughing and high-fiving one another, but the four before you continue staring. 

That is, until longsuffering Sam— fingers pressed into his temples— speaks. “You called us over here to tell us you broke up?” 

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(y/b/s) - your bra size.

Okay, imagine drunk college roommate Bucky. He's fucking hammered and his filter is up his ass. Your giggling while he stumbles into the apartment, you didn't expect him to actually make it home. You figured he'd just crash at Sam's but nope. He clumsily made his way back because he can't spend a night away from you.

Of course you don't know this.

Anyway, he has to make it back to his favorite peanut. When he manages to get inside, his glazed eyes try to focus on the pretty angel in front of him, his eyes growing wide.

You didn't think he'd be home so gave yourself a night of pampering, finishing off with throwing on your silk pj shots and tank. Which Bucky had never seen before. You only wore an oversized tshirt when he was around. You looked...delectable.

His eyes raked up and down your body, your skin glowing, the pretty silk material hugging your boobs, your nipples faintly poking through the thin material.

"Damn baby..." He breathes out, making your face burn, biting your lip. you had the biggest crush on him and you figured he was just drunkenly rambling but still.

"Welcome home Barnes" You playfully roll your eyes before snaking your arm around his waist, throwing his other arm over your shoulder to help him get to his room.

"Welcome home indeed" He inhales the soft scent of your shampoo, humming when he feels your soft skin.

You try to gracefully get him into bed but to avail. He takes you down with him, pulling you on top, his eyes growing wide because....

You gasp, swallowing thickly, this is why the fuck you never wore that set of pj's around the house.

Your top had slipped down, your boobs right in front of his face, your nipples hard feeling the cool air of his room. Bucky nearly drooled, holding you in place, his eyes fully focused on your pretty boobs, blinking a few times to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"Baby, what size are those two for one, extra soaker, tic tac flavored, voluptuous biddies you got??"

You squeaked, remaining frozen on top of him while he licked his lips, before giggling like a school boy.

"Boobies" He giggled again, biting his lip because they jiggled each time he laughed. You scrambled to pull your top up, shaking your head at his drunken antics. You managed to help him get changed before putting him to bed, your entire body feeling giddy and hot.

He was some how a menace and a man-child.

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"Did...did I do or say anything stupid last night?" Bucky sheepishly stood at your doorway, rubbing the back of his neck, he really wasn't sure if he dreamt all of that or...

"Hmmm" You giggled, while Bucky groaned, burying his face in his hand. "You were very adorable, I promise. Nothing too bad"

Bucky wanted to sigh in relief but he knew, he just knew you were lying, the twinkle in your eyes was a dead give away. He blinked at you, waiting for you to tell him what he did, but you gave him a sweet smile instead. He almost thought it was in the clear but....

"In case you were still wondering, my biddies are a (y/b/s)

Tongue Twister

18+ Minors dni

college Bucky x college reader (Steve’s sister)

A/N: Sequel to Untouched! You find out what Bucky’s mouth can do. Please leave all the comments, reblog and like! <3

Warnings: SMUT, swearing, fluff

Word count: 3.1k 

Also part of this AU: Date night, Tipsy

Bucky stirred awake, still dazed from earlier, smiling when he felt you cuddled up against him. He kissed your head, wrapping his arms around you, the back of his mind wondering how he’d explain this to his best friend.

You sighed happily, snuggling into his side more, shifting so you could face him. He tucked a stray hair behind your ear, kissing your forehead and nuzzling his nose against yours.

“Hi”

“Hi”

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