Leap of faith
Summary: That time when you wanted to go
skydiving and Bucky didn’t love the idea.
Characters: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: None, this is absolute fluff
A/N: Needed a bit of happy after a long week at work, so here’s some
snarky Bucky with a side of fluff.
“I’m not kidding, it feels like flying, it’s so amazing.”
Steve’s voice is exuberant, blue eyes bright, while he visualises the experience for you, his enthusiasm painting a colourful verbal picture. The longer he talks, the more he fidgets, his inability to stay still a direct correlation to his excitement, and his eagerness to tell the story puts a smile on your face.
He talks and talks about every jump he’s ever tried, a shocking number in actuality, and you indulge him as the early sunlight slides across the kitchen floor.
It’s late morning before you hear the slow, quiet steps shuffle behind you, and you feel his arms curl tightly around your waist for a sleepy hug. The minty smell of toothpaste floats under your nose when he presses a light kiss to your neck, nuzzling his face into your hair.
“Morning,” Bucky murmurs, eyes still half-closed when he breathes deep, letting the scent of coffee and your freshly scrubbed skin roll over him.