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Quiet

Bucky Barnes x Shy!Reader

A/N: as always, gentle reminder that English is not my first language :P Feedback is very well appreciated! I have a second part planned for this one :) -C

Word count: 1.2k

You’re shy. It’s not a secret. You have a hard time handling social settings and you really only speak when it’s absolutely necessary.

When you were in the field, physically fighting was your last resort. You were a witch, like Wanda, so you stuck to using your powers as much as you could, staying in your comfort zone.

The team was really sweet about it. They never pressured you to speak and they never pushed you to say or do anything you didn’t want to. You mostly kept to yourself, especially during the first 6 months as part of the team.

One day, you decided that maybe you should socialize a little more, that these people were trustworthy and they cared about you. You came out of your room and you remembered Steve’s words, “we have movie nights every Saturday, you’re always welcome to join us”

All eyes were on you as you walked into the living room and you hated it “hey, Y/n!” Tony said welcomingly and the others waved or said hi too.

“Hi” you heard Bucky say, looking up at you from the couch, smiling.

You smiled back, your face beet read, and sat next to him.

—

Bucky loved when you talked to him.

The first time you spoke to him, it had been a month since you sat down with the team to watch a movie. It was the morning and as always, Bucky was the first to be awake, having a cup of coffee by the counter.

“Good morning, Y/n” he said to you as you walked in, not expecting you to say it back, but saying it anyways to make sure you knew you were always welcome to be where he was. He noticed your puffy eyes and messy hair, she’s so cute in the mornings, Bucky thought, well she’s always cute.

“Good morning, Bucky” you said quietly before grabbing a cup of joe of your own and retreating back to your room.

Bucky couldn’t move. He thought your voice was the most beautiful sound in the whole world. It was just as smooth and sweet as honey, and he thought that if you asked him to walk through fire, he would. He would do anything you asked with that sweet voice of yours and he would do it without a second thought.

The second time you spoke to him, it was during dinner. You were all seated at the table and the team chatted and bickered with each other, while you stayed quiet as always.

Suddenly, Bucky pulled away from his conversation with Sam and sneezed into the inside of his elbow.

“Bless you,” you said sweetly before you could realize it.

The entire table went silent and you were sure you could hear a pin drop. All eyes were on you and you blushed, you we’re clearly uncomfortable. You weren’t used to all the attention.

“Thank you, Doll” Bucky said, smiling at you.

You nodded and quickly looked back to your plate. Bucky noticed how uncomfortable you looked and cleared his throat, urging the rest to go back to their conversations.

The third time, was Bucky’s favorite so far.

He was sipping his coffee while F.R.I.D.A.Y played his playlist. When Y/n walked into the kitchen, the sun was still rising “Good morning, Bucky” she said sheepishly when she noticed him.

“Mornin’ Doll” he smiled ear to ear, and it made your heart leap in your chest. You liked it when he called you that.

You recognized the song that was playing and Bucky watched as your expression turned into one of melancholy and nostalgia, your eyes glimmered like the stars.

“I like that song” you said unexpectedly and Bucky nearly fell out of his chair.

“Yeah?” Bucky said, his heart beating rapidly. Every time he got to hear your voice felt like a miracle.

You nodded, smiling and looking at the floor “my mom used to sing it to me before bed” you sang along quietly as your favorite part came along.

“While I’m alone and blue as can be, dream a little dream of me”

Bucky almost melted at the sound of you. He thought you would’ve given angels a run for their money. He was completely infatuated by you and everything about you. She’s like a fairy, Bucky thought in disbelief. How could someone be so wonderful?

“You have a beautiful voice, darling” he couldn’t help calling you pet names. He was head over heels for you and he could count the sentences you had said to him in one hand.

Your eyes widened, butterflies soaring in your stomach at the sound of the pet name “I- thank you. Bye, Bucky” you were clearly flustered.

Bucky watched you leave with a ridiculous smile on his face. God. She’s adorable.

From that day on, you gave Bucky little snippets of yourself, and he felt comfortable asking you questions, knowing you would answer. He cherishes the tiny conversations stupidly close to his heart and he has every one of your phrases tattooed onto his memory

“I like the caramel creamer. It reminds me of fall”

“I have a slight obsession with Notting Hill”

“I love that song”

“What was Brooklyn like in the 40s?”

“Bless you, Bucky”

“Thank you, Bucky”

“Good morning, Bucky”

“Goodnight, Bucky”

Bucky thinks he could listen to you talk about absolutely anything for hours on end.

The team definitely noticed that you only ever spoke to Bucky, and they all talked about how cute the two of you were, Sam teasing Bucky occasionally, just enough to make him blush but never making fun of you. They were all glad you had someone you felt comfortable talking to.

—

Even though you were perfectly comfortable with talking to Bucky, you still hated being the center of attention and you were easily overwhelmed in large groups of people. Baby steps, sweetheart, Bucky had told you.

On one Sunday morning, you entered the kitchen and the entire team was sitting at the counter having breakfast, while Bucky sipped on his coffee from the other side of the counter, leaning against the table top next to the coffee pot.

You weren’t expecting this many people. Your eyes widened and you stopped in your tracks “Good morning, everyone” you said meekly. Everyone greeted you back, smiling.

“Mornin’” said Bucky to you, sweetly.

You walked over to him sheepishly and reached for his hand. He held your right hand while you poured your coffee with your left hand. When you turned around all eyes were on you and your hand linked to Bucky’s. It made you sweat, you didn’t know what to do, so you just left.

“Can you guys be fuckin’ normal?” Bucky snapped

“What?” Tony asked defensively

“Every time she walks into the room you go quiet and stare at her like she’s some kind of animal” Bucky was frustrated “Just stop it, okay? Don’t stop your conversation when she comes in. And certainly do not stare at her! can you not see how uncomfortable it makes her?” He complained

“Oh my god.” Sam said.

“What?” Bucky replied.

“You’re in love with her” Sam said in disbelief.

Part 2

Quiet II

Bucky x Shy!Reader

Warnings: men (jk just one creepy guy but nothing particularly triggering)

Word count: 1.8k

A/N: this is the second part to this writing; thank you so much for all the love on this one, I’m a bit overwhelmed from all the sweet messages, you’re all very kind <3 Please send me an ask if you’d like i’d love yo talk to u! Requests are open :) - C

Bucky’s mouth dropped when he first saw you.

For the past few months, you’d been a little more vocal towards the team, still shy and easily flustered though. Bucky absolutely adored making you blush. He hadn’t told you he had feelings for you, in fact he was terrified to do so. He hopes he finds the courage to do it tonight. Tony was hosting a gala and the team had been pestering you to go, so you agreed. Bucky promised to be at your side the whole time.

You were wearing a green satin dress, with a low cleavage and a slit exposing your right leg. You were glowing. Wanda had gotten you ready, doing your make up and combing your hair to perfection.

When you walked out to the living room where everyone was waiting, she did jazz hands around you “Voila!” She said, smiling brightly “isn’t she stunning?”

Tony whistled and Steve punched him lightly on the arm. Bucky turned around and his jaw hit the floor. You were glowing. “Oh my god, she looks like a princess!” Nat said cooing.

You shook you head and covered your burning face.

You felt one warm soft hand and one cool, firm metal arm wrap around your wrists, pulling them away from your face. “Don’t hide, Doll, please. You look beautiful”

Your heart nearly melted and you hugged him tightly, with your face in the crook of his neck “you look very handsome, Buck” you said quietly, just loud enough so that he could hear “you always do”

A shiver ran down Bucky’s spine and suddenly he felt tongue tied.

“Alright, come on lovebirds,” said Sam “we’re running late”

You smiled at the term ‘lovebirds’ and your cheeks glowed pink

“C’mon beautiful” Bucky took your hand and you followed into the compound’s parking lot.

The team got into the limo Happy was driving, and Bucky turned to you.

“Wanna ride with me?” He asked in a loving tone

“You have a car?” You asked, curious

“Not quite” a smile pulled at his lips and you followed his sight to a shiny black motorcycle.

Your eyes were wide and your mouth was wide open. Bucky laughed “that’s yours?” Bucky nodded “Oh my god” you ran your hands along the cool material of the bike “I’ve always wanted one of these. I don’t even know how to ride it”

“I can teach you how to ride it” he said with a small smirk

Your eyes widened slightly and you gulped, your heart beating rapidly.

“Yes,” you said, quiet as ever “Yes, I would like that”

Bucky felt his cheeks burn hot and he shook his head, smiling. You had managed to make him flustered. He cleared his throat.

“Let’s go,” he put a helmet on you and you smiled up at him.

He got on the bike and you got on, behind him “Put your arms around me. Hold on tight, doll”

You wrapped your arms around him and held on for dear life, Bucky noticed you were shaking a little. He took your hand and kissed it. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes” you said without a second thought.

“Relax then, darling. Been ridin’ since the 40s” he caressed your hand with his thumb before putting it back around his torso

You enjoyed the ride a lot. You liked seeing the city lights and the cool wind felt nice against your skin.

When you got there, Bucky swooned at how you hadn’t let go of him yet. “You can let go now, Sweetheart”

“Oh” you giggled and Bucky smiled at the sound. He got off the bike and took his helmet, and yours, off quickly.

“I-uh” you looked down at the slit of your dressed and your exposed skin. “I’m not really sure how to get off without- oh fuck it” you bunched up the skirt of your dress at the sides, your left leg completely exposed, right up to your hip bone, and you got off the bike swiftly, as gracefully as you could.

Bucky stood speechless and quickly looked away from you when your eyes met his, embarrassed to having been caught staring.

He held out his arm and you linked his arm with his. “Thank you for the ride, James” you said before kissing his cheek.

Bucky was sure you had some evil plot to kill him tonight. He loved when you called him James.

“Anytime, doll face”

You both walked into the party together and you immediately started to feel overwhelmed. You weren’t fond of big crowds like these.

Bucky sensed your nervousness “wanna go get a drink?”

“Yes, please” you said eagerly.

…

Steve had whisked Bucky away from you to introduce him to some people when you were sitting at the bar, playing with the straw of your third drink.

“Hey gorgeous” you looked up to a pair of dark green eyes.

You couldn’t bring yourself to speak. You nodded.

“I have to say… you look fantastic in that dress” he looked you up and down and you didn’t like it. Not at all. “I’m Clark” he said smugly, extending his hand out to you.

You shook it quickly and looked away from him.

“You don’t have a name?” He chuckled.

At your lack of reply, he retorted “I’ll call you Mousy then. Since you’re so quiet” he said almost mockingly. You hated men like this.

“Why don’t you and I go somewhere else to talk?” He put his hand on you arm and you froze and the contact.

You stood up from your stool “n-no thank you,” you stuttered quietly before leaving quickly to find Bucky.

You walked as fast as you could and noticed he was following you, walking a few feet behind you.

You bumped into people and the noise was driving you insane. The music was extremely loud and you had to push past a sea of people. Your breathing was starting to hitch.

Finally, a miracle. You stumbled into Bucky and he caught you, looking away from his conversation with someone else and his eyes looked at yours full of concern.

“Excuse me,” he dismissed the old philanthropist that had been pestering him with questions about his arm. He put his arm around you and led you to an empty balcony.

You exhaled a shallow, uneven breath and looking behind you, the man didn’t seem to be following you anymore

“Everything okay, doll?” He held your chin in between in his thumb and index finger “what’s wrong?”

“Men” you huffed. “This guy was being weird and when I got up to leave he started following me” you frowned and looked at the floor “and there was so many people I had to push through and I didn’t wanna be rude but-“ you realized you were rambling and shook your head “sorry”

“It’s okay” he hugged you close, drawing patterns on your exposed back, his fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake. “I’m sorry men are gross”

He held you for a little while and the steady sound of his heartbeat kept your nerves at bay and your soul at ease. His fingers on your skin felt like heaven and you never wanted to leave his embrace. He felt like home.

Bucky recognized the song that was playing through the speakers in the balcony and his ears perked up.

“Hey” he pulled away just enough to face you, his arms still wrapped around you “Wanna dance?” The sight of you under the moonlight made his knees weak.

“I’m not a good dancer” you said, letting shyness take over you again and scared of having to dance.

Bucky realized he really didn’t care about the dancing bit, he just wanted to have you in his arms.

“We don’t have to dance” the song was a nice smooth jazz “we can just stay like this and sway for a little while” he caressed your cheek with the back of his fingers, his knuckles tracing over your skin tenderly.

You smiled at the thought of that and nodded, hugging his torso and resting your head against his chest. You both swayed softly to the slow rhythm of the music and Bucky stroked the back of your neck and shoulders lovingly as you closed you eyes.

For the second time tonight, Bucky has a realization. He doesn’t want to spend another day where he doesn’t tell you how wonderful he thinks you are. He had been scared to tell you how he feels about you, not wanting to jeopardize your friendship, but quite frankly, he doesn’t think he can take it any longer. He wants you to know that he would do absolutely anything for you.

He wants you to know that butterflies soar in his belly when he sees you and his heart skips a beat every time he hears you giggle.

“Y/n,” he sounded so serious, you looked up at him with concern and hummed in response

“I-“ Bucky doesn’t remember the last time he was tongue tied over a girl “I think you’re the loveliest person I’ve ever met” he admitted earnestly.

Your eyes widened and your face felt hot. “I love seeing you get flustered, I love watching you speak, I love listening to you, I love being next to you” he spoke with a sincerity in his voice. You hands were posed on his chest “I love you”

His eyes are shining and you swear you almost see the glimmer of a tear forming in his tear duct. His lips are rosy to match his cheeks and you don’t think you’ve ever wanted to kiss anyone more in your life. So you do.

You press his lips to yours and you feel Bucky sigh in relief, his arms are tightly wrapped around your waist and he holds you impossibly close to him. He tastes like champagne and his lips are soft like satin. Bucky sucks on your lower lip and a small whimper gets caught on your throat. He thinks it’s his new favorite sound.

You pull both pull away from each other slightly, breathless, you forehead resting against his. Your hands cup his cheek and he leans into your touch “I love you, Bucky”

Your confession makes Bucky giddy and unfathomably happy. He pecks your cheeks and nose and presses several over quick kisses to your face, making you giggle.

You look at his icy blue eyes “how’d I get so lucky?” You think out loud.

He shook his head “I’ve been alive for more than a century and I’ve never come across a lady that makes me stumble over my words like you do, Doll” he’s entranced by your beauty and the way you look at him like he brought you the moon and stars “I have the prettiest girl in the world in my arms. I’m the luckiest man alive”

You heart feels like it’s going to beat out of your chest “Stop it” you blush and look away, hiding your face in his chest.

He laughs at your reaction and nuzzles his head into your neck, pressing a sweet peck to your shoulder “Nope” he tuts “I’ve made it my life mission to make you blush”