So yeah, this is part one of the two part (possibly longer) How I Met Your Mother Series thingy. I guess we can call it that. I don’t know. This one is a Domestic!AU for Bucky. Yes, Bucky. My Masterist is sadly devoid of Bucky. I have become quite obsessed with Sebastian Stan (I may have watched The Martian three times because he was in it even though he was in like three scenes) so yeah. Here is a Bucky fic.
I think I’m gonna tag @bovaria because I know she’s also a huge Seb Stan fan. So yeah. And she writes Bucky. And she’s awesome so check out her fics. She probably won’t see this ‘cause I’m an in-the-shadows kind of writer, but whatevs.
Coffee Shop AU / Domestic AU
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Words: 3,337 words (Jeez…)
Excerpt: You understood: she broke him. But you now saw it as your personal mission to put him back together. To make Bucky Barnes whole again. He brought you lunch; that was more than any of your exes had done for you this early in the relationship. Or ever.
It’s not exactly like the show, because it took on its own little thing in my head, but yeah. Similar idea.
Bucky high school AU request, where he and the Avengers are basically the popular crowd but not arseholes and the Reader is kind of nerdy and just keeps to herself and her small group of friends but catches his eye? xxx - anon
A/N- I am so so so sorry this took so long to get out, for some reason it didn’t get saved to my requests list so I assume it was an error on my part and I forgot to copy and paste it over there. I only just found it when I was scrolling through my blog to update my masterlist, anyway sorry again and I hope you enjoy it!! (be aware it includes stereotypical nerdy teenagers who aren’t at all based of my real friends, what?)
Everyone knew who the ‘Avengers’ were. They were the popular kids at school and everyone loved them, it wasn’t as if they were the usual popular arseholes that graced each high school, they were actually rather nice, but you didn’t care for it all.
There was Steve, captain of the football team and lovingly referred to as ‘Cap’. He was your obviously attractive blonde jock with a good jaw line, but he was still sweet and he was in one of your art classes even though you didn’t talk to him.
Tony was like the group’s second in command, he was a genius - ask anyone- but he was repeating his final year because he skipped lessons so often last year that he didn’t get enough credit. Even if he skipped class to do work at a more advanced level to what they were teaching.
Clint and Natasha were the gossips of the school, they had an on again off again relationship and it was hard to tell which was what because they always stayed best friends no matter what. Half the gossip you heard was about whether they were still together or not.
Wanda was a foreign exchange student for the year who had quickly risen up to the top to their group when she became friends with Clint. All the girls were jealous for a straight month.
Bruce was the quiet guy and Tony’s best friend, even though he was shy he had a lot of girls (and guys) ready and waiting and pleading for his attention.
Sam was the quarterback of the football team but apparently he was one of the nicest guys you would ever meet.
Then there was Bucky Barnes. You didn’t concern yourself with their group but by god he was attractive, even you had to admit. He was Steve’s best friend and had the body of a god. You didn’t have any classes with him which was probably a good thing for your grades because you knew you wouldn’t be able to concentrate if he was close by each day.
Bucky sat at the lunch table listen to the others talk loudly and over each other. He wasn’t paying much attention to their conversation, something about football or grades or relationships, he didn’t really know.
He let his eyes scan over the other kids at the canteen, all of them were just as loud as they were being and nothing out of the ordinary. It seemed he couldn’t even recognise half of their faces despite him going to this school for four years now. He was about to turn back to his friends and pitch in when something caught his eye.
It was you, sitting right at the opposite end of the canteen to him. You were sat with two others and none of you seemed to be particularly loud, you’re hair was pulled back into a ponytail, you wore what looked to be a nasa shirt and you had on some glasses whilst your nose was stuck in a book.
He watched you read and nod along to what he assumed your friend was saying, he only looked away when his line of sight was broken by a group of kids walking past in front of him. After that it seemed you were blocked from every direction, so he looked back at his friends and tried to figure out what they were talking about.
You were scanning over the pages of your favourite book, you had read it countless times already and you almost knew the words off by heart. The book was familiar and comforting to you and it was easy to sink into it.
Your best friend, Florence, was sat next to you talking about some new science discoveries. You loved space so you always encouraged her to talk about it with you seeing as other people always told her to stop. “And then they discovered a black hole the size of twelve billion suns.”
“Yikes,” you raised your eyebrows, pausing as you ran over the words to your book, “There are some things I wish I just didn’t know.”
Florence hummed in agreement, “But, hey, they found a planet that is literally ice on fire..” she went on the explain how the gravity made it possible and you nodded along as you listened, not looking up from your book.
It took a moment for you to realise she had stopped talking, you looked up to see her mouth gaping open in shock. “What?” you asked.
“Bucky Barnes was just looking at you,” she told you.
You looked over to where he was sat, he was looking at his friends, “Yeah, right,” you scoffed, “He was probably just day dreaming.”
Florence slumped, “You’re probably right.”
“I’m always right, so you were telling me about these new planets?”
Everyday from that point on Bucky looked out for you everywhere. He would try and spot you at lunch, in the hall between classes, he was very disappointed to discover you didn’t share any classes until one day he was waiting for Steve outside his art class when he saw you walk out with the other students and your books clutched to your chest.
Forgetting about Steve he trailed after you down the hallway until he caught up with you, “Hey,” he said, startling you and making you turn around.
You were surprised to see none other than Bucky Barnes in front of you, “Hello?” you said slowly.
“What’s up?” he asked.
“Nothing,” you frowned, “If you’re looking for Steve he was just finishing up in class.”
Bucky shook his head, “I wasn’t looking for Steve. I mean I was, but now I’m looking for you. I found you. What I mean to say is I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while now and you’re never around so I took this opportunity,” he fumbled over his words.
You frowned deeper, “Why me?”
He shrugged a little sheepishly, “I saw you in the canteen about a week ago and wanted to see you.”
You blushed a little and looked down at your feet, glad for the barrier of books between you to clutch tightly onto to remind yourself you weren’t dreaming, “Oh,” you whispered quietly.
“So there’s gonna be a game tonight, you want to go watch it with me?” he asked, rubbing the back of his neck.
You snapped your head up to look at him, “What? Like a date?”
“If you want to,” he smiled hopefully.
You let your eye roam over the hallway, there was nobody else around, “For real? This isn’t some joke?”
Bucky shook his head, “No, that would be plain cruel. Look, I just want to get to know you. You seem pretty cool.”
You sighed, “Bucky, do you even know my name?
”He looked sheepish, “No,” he admitted.
“Exactly, you’re one of the popular people. You don’t hang out with nerds like me, stuff like that doesn’t happen.”
“It can now, who cares what other people think,” he argued.
“I do,” you protested, “It’s easy for you to say that because everyone loves you already, nobody knows me and if I go with you then by tomorrow everyone’s gonna be talking about me. I don’t know if I want that.”
“So you don’t want to go out with me?” Bucky said deflated.
You shook your head, “No, I do. I just, ‘Heathers and Martha’s don’t get along’. It’s a movie quote, you and your friends are the Heathers and me and mine are the Martha’s, if we were meant to mix together we would have already. We formed our groups because those are who we fit with, not each other.”
Bucky frowned, “Okay, so what if we don’t go to the game. What if we go to a science fair?”
“What?” you asked confused.
“Everyone’ll be at the game but there’s this science fair in town full of new inventions and stuff that I wanted to check out. You could come with me, nobody will find out and at the end of the night if you don’t want to talk to me again you don’t have to,” Bucky offered.
You chewed on your lip, “Okay.”
“Really?” Bucky perked up like a happy puppy.
You chuckled, “Yes, here’s my number and address, text me when you’re about to pick me up,” you said and scribbled your details on his hand.
He grinned, “Absolutely.” You smiled at him one last time then continued on down the hallway, your nerves racing. “What is your name?” he called down the hall after you.
“Y/N,” you yelled back without turning round.
“What was your favourite?” Bucky asked you as you left the science fair hand in hand, he had interlocked your fingers together half way through the evening and you hadn’t let go since.
You hummed as you thought, “The space simulator, what about you?”
“The flying car,” he replied without hesitation.
You chuckled, “No surprise there then.” The evening had gone incredibly well, nobody had jumped out at you and recognised you and Bucky and laughed, you and him actually got on like a house on fire and going out with him made a change to the usual plans you made with your friends of watching movies at each others houses.
He drove you home and the two of you talked about the fair until you pulled up outside your house. “So, what’s your verdict?” he asked nervously, “Are we gonna go back to how it was or are we gonna start something?”
You chewed your lip, you really did like Bucky and you definitely didn’t want to go back to how it was, but you didn’t want that attention. “Let’s take it slow,” you eventually settled, “We can eat lunch together tomorrow away from the canteen and where everyone is?” you suggested, fiddling with your fingers.
Bucky grinned, “Sounds good,” he agreed, “Good night, Y/N.”
“Goodnight, Bucky,” you smiled shyly, he leaned over to kiss your cheek and that was enough to set your heart racing. “Bye,” you squawked and got out of the car, racing up and into your house as your cheeks burnt a bright red. Bucky watched you go with a fond chuckle, you were adorable and he couldn’t wait to spend more time with you.
A/N- Hope you liked it, let me know <3 Requests are open but I’m currently on holiday so be aware that I won’t be able to do it for another few days <3
Summary: Steve is a SHIELD agent who is recruited for a top secret project: Becoming a handler for an Asset of theirs. Steve’s world is thrown for a loop when he discovers the Asset is an actual person and he needs to figure out who he is and what he’s going to do. Steve as the Winter Soldier’s handler AU.
Notes: it’s unedited so I apologise in advance for any mistake :) Plus, I’m sorry it’s so long, I guess I got carried away haha hope you like it!
“Why is he here again?” You asked Steve.
It had been five months since that damn James Buchanan Barnes decided to
go back to the ice. For you, it was the best choice he would ever take. You two
never really get along. He was always rude to you so you were the same to him,
even when you didn’t even understand why he behaved that way. The team used to
say you two had feelings for each other but you just laughed when you heard
that and he used to make some sarcastic comment.
But the truth was that they were right. You had a crush when you first
met him and you felt idiot as that crush developed into something else. It
didn’t really matter how much you two fought. At the end of the day, all you
wanted to do was being held by him. Of course, he went back to the ice not
knowing a thing.
During the next months you felt like something was missing. There was no
one to fight with, there were no blue eyes to look at or no laugh to hear that
made you feel like Bucky did. Even when he wasn’t there, he made a living hell
out of your life. But somehow you got used to it and started to move on. You
even dated a guy for a couple of months but you ended up breaking up with him.
You really thought you were over The Winter Soldier but you were never
ready to walk into the kitchen and see him there, eating a salad like he had
never left. He looked at you, you stared at him like he was seeing a ghost but
before he could say anything else you literally ran out of the kitchen to look
for his best friend. Steve.
“Nobody told you?” Steve asked
taking the bottle from the floor. You had found him training down in the gym.
“Obviously no”, you said crossing your arms.
“Basically, Bruce found a way to take everything HYDRA put into his head
out”, Steve explained. “We got him back yesterday, Bruce is working on it right
now”, he added.
You knew how Steve had missed his friend, and you could see in his face
how happy and relieve he was of having him back. But at that moment you
couldn’t help but be selfish. You didn’t want him there. Not after all those
emotions you had felt the moment he had looked at you up in the kitchen.
“And don’t you think telling me would have been a good idea?” You asked.
He sighed putting the bottle down on the floor again.
“Probably. But it was so fast. As soon as Bruce told me there was a
chance, I talked to T’Challa immediately” He replied.
“That I can see”, you sighed looking away, not knowing how to handle
“(Y/N) I think it’s time you two just…make peace?” He suggested which
made you laugh sarcastic.
“Rogers, in case you didn’t notice, it’s impossible to make peace with
that guy. The metal in his arm has actually gone into his brain and he’s
impossible to talk to”, you said. Steve took a deep breath, looking down at
“Just give it a try, please?” He said.
You stared into his eyes and groaned. How the fuck did he do it?
“Do you have any kind of magic in those eyes? Because I swear no one can
tell you no!” You exclaimed frustrated. He laughed and wrapped his arms around
you. “Ugh, you’re sweaty”, you mumbled pushing away.
“Thank you for trying”, he said.
“Whatever”, you sighed.
As he started punching the bag again you just left the gym. How were you
supposed to go there and be nice to someone you knew that hated you? Especially
knowing that he wouldn’t make it easy to you. Anyway, a promise to Cap was
unbreakable. It would make you as bad as if you took a candy from a little boy.
When you went up from the gym to the kitchen you were relieved to find Natasha
there instead of Bucky. It would give you more time to mentally prepare
yourself for…whatever was about to come.
“Hey!” She said as you walked in. “How you doing?” She asked as she
prepared a sandwich.
“Did you know Bucky was back?” You asked taking a seat on the counter.
She stopped for a moment what she was doing and looked at you. By the look on
her face you knew she did. “Seriously? You too?” You sighed.
“I’m sorry, it was so fast and you were out” she tried to explain.
“It’s ok, really I just…” You sighed and started playing with hair. “I
wish I had some time to prepare myself”, you added.
She smiled at you and kept on working on her sandwich. None of you said
anything until it was finished and Natasha was seated by your side eating it
“You still like him?” She asked making you roll your eyes.
“I’ve never liked him, Nat” you said with a sigh.
“Ok, if you want to lie to yourself that’s fine with me”, she shrugged.
Shaking your head you jumped down the counter and exited the kitchen. Of
course those comment would be back and you just weren’t in the mood to put up
with them. You went to the elevator to go to your room which was two floors
above. When you walked out of it you looked around to find Bucky at the end of
it, looking out of the window. Should you go and talk to him?
“I hate you Rogers…” You mumbled to yourself as you started walking
towards him. “Hi”, you said loud enough for him to hear you. He turned to look
at you but didn’t make any sign.
“Hey there”, he said. You looked at him, trying to find some words to
“Welcome back, I guess”, you said looking out of the window to avoid his
“Thank you”, he replied still looking at you.
The tension was evident between you two. He was making you so nervous
with that staring thing he had going on and you were doing your best trying to
“How are you?” He finally asked. Glad that he was the first one talking,
you dared to look at him.
“Fine”, you said nodding before looking away again. “Nothing’s changed
around here”, you added with a frown.
“I’ve been told you dated someone”, he said making you chuckle.
“It was nothing. Just a two months thing. Nothing serious”, you
“It’s surprising that someone managed to put up with you and your
attitude for more than a week to be honest”
And there he was. The asshole. The jerk. Of course he was still there
and of course he still hated you. Taking a deep breath you looked at him.
“It’s surprising Bruce worked more than two hours to find a solution to
fix your fucked up head”, you snapped.
You knew that was a sensitive topic for him and obviously that didn’t
change. His eyes darkened a little bit due to the anger and he moved closer to
you. But you didn’t back off. You stayed there, looking up at him, challenging
him, until your chest were pressed together.
“Are you sure you want to go down that road?” He mumbled.
“You’re not scary to me, Barnes, so fuck off”, you said pushing away. He
was too strong to actually move him but you walked away shaking your head.
“Brat”, you heard him saying.
“Asshole”, you said back.
You were happy when he didn’t say anything else but also surprised.
Luckily you got to your room and were able to lock the door before he changed
his mind and decided to keep on fighting. It was only then when you felt how
fast your heart was racing and how fast you were breathing. Taking a deep
breath you sat down on the bed before letting yourself fall back. Of course he
wouldn’t have changed. And of course you still loved him. And fucking of course
it would still be painful to see that look in his eyes every time he looked at
Before you could stop them, tears started running down your face. Tears
of pain, tears of sadness and tears of frustration. What had you done to be
deserve his hate?
“(Y/N)…” Suddenly you opened your eyes and sat up scared. When did you
fall asleep? “It’s me. Steve”, he said turning on the light.
“What? I fell asleep?” You asked rubbing your eyes. You felt them puffy
and dry after all the crying.
“Apparently”, he chuckled. “You didn’t come to dinner and I was
worried”, he said making you look up. It was then when he saw your eyes. “Have
you been crying?” He asked.
“No! Of course not”, you said moving your head out of his hand and
getting up to go the bathroom and wash your face.
“(Y/N), I know you and I know how you look like after crying”, he said
following you. “You’ve been crying”, he said again.
“So what?” You whispered looking at him through the mirror.
“Because of Bucky?” He asked leaned against the door frame.
“No”, you replied quickly looking down at the sink. “But I tried Steve,
he’s an asshole and impossible to talk to”, you added walking out of the
“You still love him, right?”
His words made you stop in the middle of the room. It was the first time
someone said love to talk about your feelings towards the soldier. Everybody
used to say it was a crush or that you just liked him. But Steve just used the
L word. Of course he knew you better than anyone else in the team. He was more
like a big brother to you and had always looked after you.
“I…hate him”, you whispered. You heard him sighing behind you so you
turned around to look at him. “What do you want me to say, Steve?”
“The truth. At least to me”, he said moving closer to you. You looked at
him with a frown, trying to keep your tears inside.
“Yes Steve, I’m in love with someone who hates me, with someone that had
never said a nice word to me. I love Bucky and after five months the feeling
didn’t go away. I wish I could do something to just…forget about him but I
can’t.” You said.
He was looking at you the whole time, not saying a word until you were
finished. And even then, he just pulled you closer to him, hugging you tight as
you cried over his chest, rubbing your back slowly in a useless attempt to calm
you down. You felt slightly better after saying it out loud to someone but
knowing that Bucky would never feel the same for you just made you cry even
“He doesn’t hate you”, he whispered after placing a kiss on your head.
“He does”, you said sniffing.
“Look, I’m not talking about Bucky’s feelings ok? You should. But
believe me when I say he doesn’t hate you. Not at all”, he said. Not saying a
word you wrapped your arms around him once again. “You hungry?” He asked and
you shook your head. “Ok… I’m going to have dinner and I’ll come back later ok?
You take a shower and calm down, please. You know I can’t see you like this”,
he said looking down at you.
Once you nodded he kissed your forehead and walked out of the room,
leaving you alone. You couldn’t believe you had just confessed your true
feelings towards Bucky to Steve, his best friend. You knew he would say
anything since he didn’t like to interfere in this kind of things, but still it
worried you. If Bucky knew he would just make fun of you forever and it would
be even more painful than it already was.
Since you weren’t hungry at all, you did as Steve told you and took a
shower. It really helped you to calm down but you were still sobbing lightly
when you got dressed into some oversize t-shirt and your underwear. You didn’t know
what else you could so you took the book you were currently reading, The Lord of the Rings, and sat on the
bed, leaned against the headboard and started reading. This was probably the
only way you knew to escape reality at least for a while.
A couple of hours later you actually felt a bit better. The tension in
your chest and the knot in your stomach were still there but at least you didn’t
feel like you could cry any moment now. Probably reading Frodo’s adventure did
help you a bit.
“May I come in?” You heard Steve from the door. You looked up and saw
him popping his head in.
“Sure”, you said smiling a little as you put your book down on the bed. He
walked in and took a seat next to you, examining your features, probably
looking for any sign of recent tears.
“How are you feeling?” He finally asked.
“I’ve been reading The Lord of the
Rings for the last two hours. I could probably speak elfic by now”, you
joked. He chuckled and took the book, examining it silently.
“I’ve been talking with Bucky”, he finally said with a sigh. You tensed
up as he said that. He didn’t tell him right? He couldn’t do that to you. He was
like your brother. “Don’t worry, I didn’t say anything”, he added quickly as he
saw your expression. Thanks to that you relaxed a bit but you were still
anxious. What had they been talking about?
“And…?” You pushed him after a while of silence.
“I don’t know what I can say…” He frowned.
“He hates me right?” You said feeling how you broke a bit.
“No. You drive him insane”, he said with a chuckle before looking at
you. “(Y/N) you really should talk to him about this”, he said.
“No.” You said simply. “He will laugh at me and make fun of me for it. I
can’t deal with that”, you said.
“He won’t”, he assured you putting the book on the side table. “Trust me
on this one”
“I always trust you, Rogers”, you said hugging your knees against your
chest and resting your chin on them.
“And have I ever failed you?” He smiled innocently at you.
“No…” You admitted looking down at the bed. “But what am I supposed to
say? He’s an idiot. We can’t say two sentences without fighting” you frowned.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what’s in your head when you see him”, he
shrugged. “Just go and improvise”, he made you laugh with that.
“That’s the worst plan ever, Captain”, you told him with a sigh.
“Just…try it.” He said once again looking at you.
With a frown you looked up at him and then down. You couldn’t. It was
true that you could resist a bullet wound, a broken bone and everything. But you
wouldn’t be able to resist a broken heart. You just knew it. You were too
scared of that to even trying.
“Sleep it off, babe” he said kissing your head before getting up and
going to the door. “But I think it would be worth it”, he added before walking
out of the room and closing the door behind him.
Fucking 3 a.m. and there you were. Rolling around the bed, not being
able to sleep because all you saw every time you closed your eyes were his
eyes. Full of hate. And at the same time you just couldn’t get Steve’s words
out of your head. Why would he be so sure about you talking to him? It didn’t make
sense. And why did you drive Bucky insane? Was that even a good thing?
Once you got sick of being in bed you just got up, changed into your
training clothes and left the room. Maybe a punching bag session would help you
clearing your head. As you walked into the gym and FRIDAY turned on the lights
for you, you went to your locker to take the tape for your fingers and
knuckles. Seated on a bench you started wrapping it around your fingers methodically
and once you were done you got up and walked to the bag.
Without hesitation you started throwing one punch after the other,
picturing Bucky’s smirk all the time. That damn sexy smirk that made you want
to punch him in the face. Gosh, that would really feel good. Why did he have to
be so rude? So asshole? Why couldn’t he see
“Damn…” You mumbled when you felt yourself tearing up once again.
Taking the bag in your hands you pressed your forehead against it,
taking some deep breaths in order to calm you down. You were better off when he
was away in the fucking ice. Sure, you missed him, but it was much easier than
having him around and not be able to actually have him. Especially when you
craved his touch, his voice, his laugh. But you knew that was impossible.
“Damn it!” You screamed punching the bag with rage this time. “Why do
you have to be so fucking idiot?” You mumbled to yourself as you kept on
punching, stronger every time.
“Feisty, aren’t we?” You stopped punching the second you heard his
This wasn’t possible. What was he doing down there? At fucking 4 in the
fucking morning? How was it possible?
“If karma exists…it hates me”, you mumbled to yourself before you just
kept on going with your training, ignoring his presence.
“And now you don’t even say hi? And I thought we were making progress”
he said now closer to you. You had to take a deep breath in order not to turn
around and punch his head. “The cat got your tongue?”
“What the fuck do you want Barnes?” You snapped, stopping the bag from
swinging but not looking at him.
“There she is”, he said. Without even looking at him you could see the
smirk on his face. That stupid goddamn sexy smirk. “Actually I went to the
kitchen to have some water”, he said. Suddenly he appeared on your visual field
but you had to look away. He was just wearing some sweatpants that were hanging
low on his hips. Of course he didn’t use a t-shirt to sleep. “And I heard the
noises down here. I got curious and came down, thinking it was someone…”
As he didn’t finish the sentence you looked at him for a moment. Exactly,
he was wearing that stupid smirk. You turned around and walked to the bench
where you had the bottle of water you had taken from the kitchen before coming
down. You knew he was teasing you. He wanted you to react but you didn’t want
to give in. Not for once.
“You know. Someone who can actually fight without help”, he said.
This time it was him who had hit a sensitive spot for you. Since you had
been the newest addition to the team, you didn’t have as much experience as the
others. Due to that fact, you used to need help in missions if you got
surrounded by your enemies. You hated that. You felt weak and useless but you
knew telling the team not to help you would mean your death. Plus, they wouldn’t
even listen to you.
“Can you leave me alone? Just for once?” You asked after taking a long
sip from the bottle.
“That would be too easy, don’t you think?” And once again he was just
“What’s your problem, Barnes?” You snapped turning around to face him. “Why
do you enjoy this so much huh? Torturing me every single time you see me?”
“Me? You are always the one picking up a fucking fight for the lamest
things!” He exclaimed frowning. “And now it is my fault?”
“You were the one coming down here! Right now! And decided to stay when
you saw it was me! The person you apparently hate the most”, you said feeling
yourself on the edge once again. You didn’t want to cry in front of him but you
knew it was hard to control.
“I don’t fucking hate you! You just drive me insane, don’t you
understand?” He said louder now.
“And what’s that supposed to mean James!? Because I swear that I can’t
keep on doing this anymore, it’s fucking killing me. I can’t manage you looking
at me like that anymore, it’s too painful don’t you see? The only reason I keep
on fighting you it’s because that’s the only way we can talk and I would rather
have that than nothing at all.” You were now literally yelling at his face.
“Oh of course! Because we can’t be friends right? Fight or nothing, that’s
the deal with you right?” He yelled at you as well.
“I can’t be friends with you, you dumbass.” You said lower at the
moment. Feeling the words bubbling in your throat. Would you be able to say
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked crossing his arms.
“That I’m desperately in love with you, fuck!” You exclaimed. “That this
months had been a living hell because you weren’t around. That I had missed you
more than I want to admit and I still hated seeing you back because I know you
hate me and I love you and I fucking hate loving you”, you said with tears in
your eyes now.
When you finished talking you found yourself much relieved, like
something heavy had left your body. But now you were right on the edge, really
to fall, ready to break. And the only person who could save was standing in
front of you, looking at you in shock. You knew he didn’t feel the same. You had
been so stupid. You shouldn’t have listened to Steve and you knew it.
“Forget it”, you mumbled before walking out of the gym as fast as you
could, wanting to leave him behind, as far from you as possible.
First of all you were going to kill Steve. Somehow he managed to give
you hope when you shouldn’t have had any. And then you would just try and avoid
the soldier as much as you could. You didn’t want to see his face ever again. You
would still go to the missions with him because it was your job but that would
be all. But the worst part was having to pick up your broken heart and try and
fix it again, knowing you wouldn’t be able to. How did you allow yourself to
fall so hard for anyone?
When you walked into your room, tears streaming down your face like a
cascade, sobbing like never before, you started taking off the tape from your
hands. You wanted to hate him. You needed
it but at least for now you knew it was impossible.
A knock on your door took you out of your thoughts. Somehow you knew it
was him so you didn’t want to open the door but before you could control
yourself, you were already at the door. Indeed, he was there, on the other
side, looking at you still shocked.
“James just leave me alone, please”, you said as you started to close
the door again but he put his metal arm against it, stopping you.
“No”, he said simply.
Suddenly you saw something changing in his eyes for a second before he
placed his flesh hand on your neck and kissed you fiercely, closing the door
with his other hand before placing it on your hair. Your hands travelled up his
body until you placed them on his hair and his neck while his moved down to
your hips to pull you closer to him. You didn’t know what this meant. It made
absolutely no sense at all and still you didn’t want to pull away from him. It
felt good. Really good. His lips were soft but the kiss was pure passion. His
breath was fresh somehow and you tasted mint in his mouth. And as he tried to
pull you even closer, making you arch your back, you realised you had never
felt like this. At home.
“Bucky…wait, stop…” You finally managed to pull away to look at him. He
looked down at you but didn’t put his hands away from you. “What are you doing?”
“What I should’ve done a long time ago, doll”, he whispered stroking your
head before pecking your lips. “I told you. You drive me insane. Every time I
see you I just want to devour your lips, every time I hear you laugh I want to
be the reason you’re laughing”, he said smiling a little and you swore you
could see some pink on his cheeks. “But I thought you hated me and I still
loved you. It drove me insane, I swear”, he said. As he said those words you
felt your heart suddenly racing once again.
“You…you love me?” You whispered, being too afraid of believing him.
“(Y/N)…when T’Challa’s scientists took me out of the ice, I didn’t think
of a cure, I didn’t think about what HYDRA had done to me… I thought about you.
Only you.” He said before kissing you softly again. “About your laugh, your
eyes, about how funny you are when you’re furious but still a bit scary, how
adorable you are when you’re sleepy and how moody you are every morning. I just
wanted to see you, babe”, he confessed.
“And couldn’t you say all this just months ago?” You asked smiling a
little. He chuckled and kissed you again.
“I was busy trying to hate you”, he whispered. “I’m glad to tell you it didn’t
Summary: Another one of Starks failed experiments causes a rift in Universes causing their Actor selves from another Parallel Universe to come through. Steve has to face Hayley, the women that looks like the girl from his past, Tony has to deal with another him & you have to put up with another set of Avengers. Warnings: Swearing, fluff moments and breaking the 4th wall A LOT! Admins Note: I had a dream about this, I told Angie and she has basically helped me write it by giving me title ideas, ideas in general and telling me what I should and shouldn’t put in. Not really a specific plot, just that Steve doesn’t know whether to move on and it’s made more difficult with Hayley Atwell coming through the portal also, Bucky has to put up with being in love with you but seeing Sebastian make better ground & Wanda is forever crying over Aaron & Everyone keeps getting Scott Lang and Paul Rudd mixed up. This will probably end with Bucky x Reader getting together, also be prepared for me to mess you up- Rosalee
Anything to do with Bruce x Nat is not mentioned, as if it never happened, because I kinda wanna imply Clintasha throughout the rest of this; let me know what you think. Plus, filming for Civil War has finished but they are preparing for Infinity War, hence why everyone was together, so they aren’t filming but reading the first copies of the scripts. Just wanted to clear some things up for this part - Rosalee
“Do you know anything that is happening on the day?” You asked Chris, jutting a hip out and raising your eyebrows at the sheepishly looking, tall man.
“I know that I am marrying the best girl there is.” He offers with a smile, you roll your (E/C) eyes at him.
“Charmin’” you mutter, “Chris, this is serious! It’s your wedding day too, what do you want? Seriously, you can’t leave it to alternate me.”
“Honestly, I just want to show up in a tux with our family and closest friends, for her not to leave me at the altar, say our vows and have a fuckin’ great reception,” he shrugged simply, side smile,” OH! And for Dodger, our dog to be there” He grinned happily.
“I don’t think she’d, well, I’d leave you at the altar.” You smile slightly, flipping through a few magazines.
“I know that but I’m nervous, ya’know?” he sighed and asked, “what tux should I wear?”
You chuckled lightly as Chris pushed a few references your way, honestly, you never expected to be planning a wedding; especially your own, not that you haven’t thought about it but you just never gave yourself that kind of hope of a family.
“I like the Gucci one, black tuxedos are nice, maybe that light grey Paul Smith one is nice too,” you mutter to mainly yourself, Chris listening intently.
“Have you spoken to Steve?” he asked casually, looking at you as you stared at the photos, and you shake your head once at him? “I think he is getting attached to Hayley, I don’t want to worry anyone but this could be bad, considering.”
You looked up at Chris, getting the drift of what he is saying, sighing lightly “I know. I wish there was something I could say or do but the only person who will get through to him is Bucky.” He nods once.
“Just try? I know you think he won’t listen but hey, worth a shot, especially since you two are close friends already maybe hearing it from you would be better?” Chris asked, flipping open another wedding magazine “saying that, I gotta go find Robert, he’s helping with tux’s; doesn’t want to clash on designers or whatever” he rolled his bright blue eyes, you chuckled.
“Of course, no one can clash with Downey that will be social suicide!” you tell him, hopping off of the kitchen stool, he laughed loudly.
“So, you do have Mean Girls here then?” he asked, you nodded with a scoff.
“Of course, Tony made Steve and Bucky sit and watch it, it was a beautiful moment and afterwards Bucky kept quoting it for around a month.”
“Okay, but did Steve wear pink on Wednesday’s?” Chris asked seriously.
“We all did. Even Vision got involved, it was a weird June.” You sigh gently, causing Chris to laugh slightly harder at you.
About Thirty Minutes
You eventually find Steve in the gym, alone and punching a bag, frowning gently you slowly walk up to the super soldier; it had been a while since you had seen him beat a bag the way he is, normally whenever he gets this worked up it’s from nightmares he rarely has or from a stressful mission.
“Steve?” you called.
He instantly stops, grabbing the bag as it swings back towards him; he turns his face slightly towards you and is breathing heavily. You knew, you knew why he was this worked up, you didn’t want to out right ask him but you didn’t want dance around this subject.
“I thought I told you, you could always talk to me before taking it out on those poor bags?” A small smile towards him, he chuckled once before unwrapping his hands, walking to the bench and sitting down, you followed and sat beside him, “C’mon, tell me, what’s botherin’ you?”
“Nothing, nothing is necessarily bothering me,” he sighs gently and shakes his head, frown apparent on his face, “I think… no, I know… I love Hayley.”
He wipes the sweat off his face with a towel and looks at you. You don’t really know what to say, you could be selfish and tell him not to chase after this one, to tell him that it would never work out since she will be leaving but then… Steve deserves happiness! If that happiness meant he chased after this one, chased her through that portal, then you’d be cruel to stop him.
“Steve, be serious with me for a moment” He nodded once “are you truly IN love with Hayley or in love with the IDEA of Hayley?” you asked, watching his eyes for some answer in them, he stared back at you for a long moment.
“Does that really matter?” he asked “I know she isn’t Peggy, I know that but when I am around her it’s… hard to explain, she’s not different but she’s familiar and… I miss that. I miss feeling in place, I feel so lost sometimes, even with Bucky here it’s not really the same, not how it was and with Hayley it feels like… then.”
“Steve, as you friend, I don’t want you to make a mistake about this” you take one of his hands in your own “if you go through that portal there’s a chance you won’t ever come back, you can’t chase after her just because the idea of familiarity is appealing to you, I get it. I get that feeling lost in this time is horrible but we are your friends.” He sighs in frustration.
“You don’t get it, no one gets it!” he pulled his hand away from yours “I’ll never get Peggy back, I know that I’ll never fully get Bucky back again, I know that but I haven’t felt this sure about something in a long time” he tells you, looking at you for a few seconds “I don’t know what to do, tell me what to do.”
“I don’t want to get in the way of your happiness, Stevie” you sigh “this isn’t my decision, you should tell Hayley how you feel! I think that may help with your decision, just know that I’ll support you whatever you decide.”
He sighed lightly and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into him for a hug, to which you responded by hugging him back tightly.
“How the hell am I meant to tell her that?” he asked slightly dumbfounded, you chuckled against his shoulder, patting his back and pulling back slightly.
“The wrong gal to ask that, Stevie!” he grinned and nodded in agreement “just be your usual dorky, lovable self, stumble over the words and be adorable; usually works somehow for you.”
He nudged you with his shoulder, catching you before you fell to the floor with the force of his nudge; he laughed as you glared playfully and poked your tongue out.
“Hey, did you know we are getting married in that alternate universe?” you nodded with a chuckle “I hope we have good food, otherwise what’s the point in us getting married?” he asked.
“Ooh, chocolate cake,” you both say at the same time “yep! This is why we are friends.” Steve patted your head lightly and you laughed.
In Towers Kitchen
Steve took a few deep breaths before walking up to Hayley, who happened to be alone as she made herself some tea, he smiled at her when he entered the kitchen. She tapped the side of the mug teaspoon, smiling lightly at Steve, waiting for him to speak first; evident that he had sorted her out for something, due to his nervous demeanour.
It’s silent for a few seconds -exceptfor the laughter of Chris Hemsworth, Mark and Jeremy in the living room-. Hayley frowns lightly as Steve figures out how to start this conversation and he kind of wished he never came here, how is he meant to tell her everything? Does he just say it and hope for the best? Does he ease into it? What’s the protocol for this?
“Steve? You okay?” Hayley sipped her tea, eyebrows rising at the super soldier; he looked at her and sighed gently, now or never.
“Uh, I don’t really know how to say this or really expect you to answer straight away-um- I kinda really like you!” He shrugged lightly, not looking directly at her.
“Wow,” Hayley mutters to herself, loud enough to make Steve look at her, it’s light awkward silence between them both “I don’t know what to say, I mean, I knew you’d have some kind of connection to me. Steve, I don’t know what you expect me to do here.” She frowns still.
“I know, I know it’s stupid but I couldn’t help it. It’s not even with how you look, I just like… being around you, I guess.” Steve scratches the back of his neck awkwardly.
“Paul Rudd told me that Tony has almost fixed the portal.” She sighs gently, placing her mug down and looking up at him.
Steve nods lightly “If I went with you, would you ever consider this?” he asked, her eyes widen at his question “don’t look at me like that, that was Peggy’s ‘are you stupid’ face and it happened often.” They both chuckled.
“Steve you can’t come with us through the portal! You are Captain America, Steve Rogers, you are needed here and all your friends are here.” Hayley tells him gently, taking one of his hands.
“It’s my decision if I wanted. I’m not always gonna be this person, one day I’m gonna have to stop, and someone told me that if I felt sure about this then I shouldn’t let it pass me!” Steve searches Hayley’s light, hazel eyes for some kind of confirmation from her.
“Do you really want to give this person up, though?” Hayley chuckled lightly “there was a time when Chris only had a six-picture contract, that ended and now he’s extended it! I love that you think I am worth this, just… Steve, it’s okay to feel a connection to me because of Peggy but don’t leave cause of that, I’m not Peggy Carter.”
“I’m not looking for another Peggy.” He sighs out gently; Hayley raises an eyebrow at him in question.
In an act of confidence, he leans down and presses his lips to hers, it’s an innocent and small kiss shared between them both. He’s hesitant allowing Hayley to lead the kiss slightly more, her hands holding his; she pulled away gently and sighed once more.
“I guess, you made your decision then?” she asked once, he chuckled and nodded “you gotta warn everyone, this is something that needs to be discussed.”
Steve nodded and sighed, knowing that Tony would be the worst to convince, probably more so than Bucky and Sam.
Your legs swing back and forth as you watch the ‘geniuses’ fix the portal. Bucky leaning against the table beside you, sharing Tony’s secrets snacks between you both, Tony was soldering something as both Bruce and Vision do some math; neither you nor Bucky understood.
“I’m marrying Chris, ” you tell Bucky, he looked at you with a frown and you chuckled “alternate me is marrying Chris Evans, you know, bearded Steve!”
“Oh” Bucky still frowned “Sebastian had mentioned you were engaged, didn’t mention who, though, that’s… great.”
“He asked for wedding advice, I’ve taken control, obviously,” he chuckled and nodded “have you spoken to Steve?”
“Uh, nope, I’ve been down here and helping with the heavy lifting” he turned to you, dipping his hand in the M&M packet “why? What’s wrong with that punk?” he asked
“I and Chris are concerned, Buck,” you tell him gently, making sure he was only who could hear you, he frowned and leant slightly closer to you “he’s getting close to Hayley, I talked to him and he seems pretty smitten with her, I’m scared for him.” You may not have told him everything but enough to raise concern, hopefully, he’ll talk to Steve.
“Steve won’t leave with them,” he chuckled and then stopped “right?” he looked at you, concern and worry for his best friend whirling in his stormy, grey eyes and you shrug.
“Maybe talk to him?” you suggested and he nodded “sorry for worrying you but… Tony said that the portal will close, maybe forever, I just don’t want him to make a mistake.” Bucky nodded.
“No, I’ll talk to him for you and… me, I mean, we go through everything and suddenly he wants to leave?” you placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, he stopped and looked at you, you grinned at him.
“He won’t leave you behind, I’m just worrying” he nodded once and smiled at you, going back to watching the geniuses argue over how to fix the portal, “twenty says Tony will throw a spanner.”
“I’ll double and say he throws a spanner plus knocks everything off that table” he nods to the workbench, you both shake on it and watch intently.
You glance at Bucky, his eyes focused on Stark, you sigh with worry and an ache in your heart. If things went well with Hayley, he would surely be leaving; Bucky was going to be heartbroken.
You leant into Bucky’s side and chuckled as Tony yelled something at Vision, only a matter of minutes now.
(Hope you liked this. So, Hayley and Steve kissed, Steve may leave through the portal and just…almost finished. :) I am so happy people are enjoying this, I am just overwhelmed. Let me know what you think, any theories on the ending?- Rosalee)
They both adored you like a sibling. You would do everything they could do to protect you and we’re always there for you. They always knew they could turn you to no matter what and you never judged them. You were their best fiend.