*insert long tag essay about how much i love this idiot*

I’m trying to study! Part 2

Originally posted by coralineseye

Bucky x Reader College AU  

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Here is part two! 

Word count: 1760

Warnings: fluff!

“GOD FREAKING DAMMIT!” Your scream makes Wanda chuckle nervously and grip her drink slightly tighter. Nat simply rolls her eyes.

“You’re so dramatic, (Y/n)! It’s just monopoly!” She says, looking at her nails in boredom as you nearly tear your hair out.

“I’m losing to both of you! That’s not even fair!” you reply, pouting at her. Girl’s night was usually fun, but you were VERY competitive. Hence the fact you were getting mad over a simple game, much to the amusement of your friends.

Nat laughed. “You were never good at banking, (Y/n). I’m not surprised you keep losing at monopoly, either.”

It was hard for you to keep being angry, probably due to the fact both your friends were laughing. In the end, you gave in and laughed along, shoving the game back into the box and picking up your own drink.

“So, (Y/n)”, Wanda wiggled her eyebrows once the three of you have calmed down, making you gulp. “Nat told me you like a certain someone, that true?”

You huffed. “I told you already – I do not like Bucky. He’s just my friend.”

Wanda covered her mouth as she laughed. “Who said anything about Bucky?”

Your cheeks instantly turned red, having fallen right into your friends’ trap. You open and close your mouth like a fish, but no suitable response could be found in your head. Soon after, you simply give up and shake your head, looking at your drink.

Wanda and Natasha were practically rolling around laughing, while you sat on your couch, giving them the evil eye.

“Come on, (Y/n)”, Nat smirked. “The way you blush and stare at him when he isn’t looking is enough to convince anyone you have the hots for him. Might as well share your feelings with us.”

You rolled your eyes, but gave in anyway. “Fine. I like him, big deal. But who doesn’t? He’s just so cute and sweet and basically a giant cuddly Bucky bear…”

Your friends nod and keep their eyes on you, urging you to continue.

“I mean, who wouldn’t want a guy like that?” You continue, curling your legs on the couch. “Not to mention he’s friends with pretty much anyone that wants to be his friend. That guy’s gold, no doubt about that.”

“Jeez, (Y/n)”, Natasha chuckles. “Why don’t you just tell him how you feel?”

You gasp at your friend’s suggestion. “Are you crazy, Nat?! He’s my best friend! He doesn’t feel that way about me. And if I told him, I’d ruin our friendship! I don’t think I could be able to live with myself if I did that.”

Wanda clears her throat. “Natasha’s right, (Y/n). You will regret it if you don’t say anything. Plus I’m pretty sure he likes you back. Have you seen the way he looks at you? It’s obvious he likes you back.”

You shake your head quickly. “Better safe than sorry, guys. I’m not saying anything.”

The girls sigh and shake their heads, while you are left to ponder your own feelings and the truth of your friends’ words.

By the time Wanda leaves and Natasha goes off to bed, it’s already way past midnight. You’re absolutely exhausted and struggling to keep your eyes open as you turn off the light and climb into your bed. Talking to the girls is fun, but they make your mind wander into dangerous territory you’d rather not visit (should I add it’s your love life?). The result is that you’re pretty much falling asleep while standing and completely ready to hit the hay and forget about everything.

As you’re about to fall asleep, your phone rings, making you grumble and pick up without checking the caller ID. “Hello?” you mutter in a groggy voice.

“Oh gosh, did I wake you up? I’m so sorry…” A quiet voice sounds from the phone. Bucky.

You immediately sit up and rub your eyes. “No, no, it’s fine. I wasn’t asleep yet. Is everything alright?”

“Um…” You can hear shuffling on the other side of the phone. “I t-think I’ve deleted that essay from my computer. You know, the one about world peace? Can you please tell me how I can find it again? Is it even possible? You’re the best computer person I know, and I’ve put in a lot of effort into this. If I don’t have it for tomorrow I’m gonna get a failing grade and that won’t be so good because you know how strict Professor Fury is and I’m gonna be so far behind and please can you help me? I mean you don’t have to because you seem really tired but-“

“Bucky!” You cut off his word vomit quickly, as he sounds like he’s about to cry. “Of course I can help you find that essay, it’s no problem.” You chuckle slightly, hoping to calm him down.

“Really?” Bucky lets out a sigh, sounding very relieved. “Thank you so much. You’re a lifesaver, I swear”

You laugh, already putting on your clothes and pulling a brush through your knotted hair. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll be over in about five minutes.”

Bucky laughs in relief, the sound making your stomach flutter. “Thanks, doll. I owe you.” He hangs up, and you’re still standing in one spot with a huge blush on your face, secretly loving the way he just called you ‘doll’.

“All you have to do is type the name of the essay in here, and the program finds it for you. Do you understand?” You tell Bucky, making sure to show him every step of retrieving the document, in case he does something like this again in the future. When Bucky nods, you continue your small tutorial, successfully finding the essay and putting it back on the hard drive of the brunet’s laptop. “Simple as that”, you grin, turning to face him. “If you ever lose a document in the future, at least you’ll know what to do.” You laugh, poking Bucky’s side.

Bucky blushes slightly, embarrassed that he asked you for your help so late at night. “Thanks a lot, (Y/n). I asked Steve, but he had no clue about this, either. I’m so sorry about interrupting your bedtime.” He looks down, mumbling a bit.

“Nonsense!” You shake your head at him, putting the laptop over. “Stuff like that happens to everyone. You have nothing to apologize for.” You stretch, while Bucky picks up his laptop and emails the essay to his professor before he can do anything else to it. When he finishes, the man grins and gives you one of his massive, worth-dying-for bear hugs. You blush and hug him back, your heart going faster and faster everything second, feeling like it’s about to burst. You wish you could stay in his arms forever, as it feels like you’re in a safe haven, like nothing could harm you. Sadly, he pulls away too fast for your liking, leaving you quite flustered.

“Well uh… I’d better get back now. You know, Nat will be worried…” You laugh, quickly running your hand through your hair. Bucky nods and goes to open his front door for you, but stops abruptly.

“Um…we have a problem, (Y/n).”

“Huh? What is it?” You move over beside him, immediately feeling all the energy leave you when you take a glance outside.


Lots of rain.

And by lots, I mean rain so heavy it’s pretty much a storm.

“Oh no…” You mutter, glancing down at your hoodie and jeans. There wasn’t a single article of clothing on you that could help protect from the harsh weather outside.

Bucky looked outside helplessly for a few moments, before turning around to face you. “Well, doll, there’s no way in hell I’m letting you go out into that weather, even if you had a raincoat, which you don’t.”

You blushed once again, looking up and meeting his gaze. “What else am I supposed to do?”

Bucky gives you a smirk before pointing to his apartment. “You’re staying the night, (Y/n). Get comfortable, because I’m not letting you leave until morning.”

Your eyes widened massively at his suggestion, almost making you choke on your own spit. “What? No Bucky, it’s ok! I’ll just wait until the storm is over and leave. Really, it’s fine.”

Bucky shook his head. “What if it doesn’t pass until morning?” He points out.

You look down, not too happy with the fact that Bucky was right. You didn’t mind camping out in the boys’ apartment; it was actually quite fun. But the idea of spending the night with your crush made you feel dizzy. After all, what if you did something wrong and made him mad? Or worse, what if he found out you like him?

Finally, you nod slowly. “Alright then.”

Bucky grins at you and you feel like you’re about to pass out from the feeling of your heart bursting from your feelings towards the handsome brunet.

“Nope, I’m taking the couch.” You shake your head firmly, standing your ground. Bucky rolls his eyes.

“You’re a guest! I’m not letting you take the couch!” He argues, crossing his arms.

You weren’t about to let him win, so of course your tired, muddled head could only come up with one solution: compromise.

“Fine then, let’s both sleep on the bed.”

Bucky stops for a second, then looks you straight in the eye and smirks. “If you say so, doll. I’m not gonna complain.”

Your brain is screaming at you to back down, but if there’s one thing everyone knows about you, it’s that you NEVER back down from a challenge. So, putting a brave smirk on your face, you grip Bucky’s hand and drag him along to his bed, murmuring something like “Stupid idiot” along the way.

“Whoa, doll, if you wanted to get into bed with me, all you ever had to do was ask.” Bucky smirks at you, climbing into bed beside you and pulling you close to his chest to stop you from falling off the side of the small bed.

You scoff and blush, your heart fluttering at how close you are to Bucky. “Yeah, whatever. Shut up and sleep, Bucky.”

Bucky chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Night, (Y/n). Sleep well.” After that, his breaths even out and before you know it, he’s asleep.

You stay awake long after that, unable to calm your racing heart and only one thought forming in your tired head.

I’m head over heels for him, dammit, what should I do?

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