Little Sister - Ending 1
Bucky x Reader
WC 2643 (I’m sorry!)
Warnings Swear words, injuries, blood, puns (just in case!), smut
AN Based on this prompt: A buckyxreader where the reader is nats younger sister and is a complete goofball compared to her. She’s always joking around with everyone and lightening the mood even while on missions. Bucky adores her and one day when they’re on a mission she gets really quiet and won’t answer anyone and when Bucky finds her she’s injured. And then when they get back they admit their feelings and sweet smut ensues “
This fic has two endings this one (which is sweet smut) and a second one (with less sweet smut). Enjoy!
According to my Russian BFF malenkaya sestrenka is a cute way of saying little sister.
You sat at the kitchen island, waiting for the rest of the team to wake up. You couldn’t help but hum a tune as you went about making breakfast for everyone. You turned on the coffee machine and wiggled and danced, something about mornings just made you happy. It was one of the few times where the tower was silent and you could be alone.
“How you are always so damn chipper first thing in the bloody morning is beyond me, malenkaya sestrenka,” mumbled Natasha as she gracefully took her seat.
“Good morning to you, too,” you blew her a kiss.
“Ungh,” she grunted at you, “Coffee.”
You fixed and handed her coffee but before giving it to her, you said, “Bean-ough is bean-ough.”
She held up a perfectly manicured finger, “No. No puns. Too early.”
You finished making the bacon and eggs for everyone and soon enough, the table was filled with chatter and noise. Standing by the sink, sipping on your coffee, you leaned on the counter watching everyone. As usual, Sam and Bucky were arguing about something or other and you giggled to yourself.
Nat caught your eye and shook her head but you couldn’t help it. Handing them a plate of bacon, you quipped, “I’ve gotta ham it to you guys…”
Sam groaned at you but Bucky gave a little chuckle, “I gotta agree with Nat, too early for puns Y/N.”
You felt your face heat up, but you maintained an easy grin, “It’s never too early for puns.”
You began washing up when Wanda came to you offering to help. You held up your hands showing off your chipped nails, “No worries, I’ve got it.” You turned and started washing up.