cause' i still got a list of requests

anonymous asked:

If you're still doing prompts, can I get 9, 10, and 39 with Bucky please?

9. “Promise me you’ll stay.” 10. “I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me.” 39. “After everything… I’d still choose you.”

Promise me that you’ll stay.. At least until after I’ve told you everything..” He whispered, and you nodded, looking up at him through your tears. Bucky crossed his arms over his chest, his cheek slightly pink from where you had slapped him moments ago. You hadn’t meant to.. You didn’t ever want to hurt him.. but he had hurt you.

“Y/N.. You know that you and I have never just been friends.. We’ve always been a little more than that..” He paused, gauging your reaction. When you didn’t respond, he continued. “The cuddling, the hand holding, the uh.. the kissing..” He paused again, clearing his throat. “At first, I thought you just brought out my affectionate side, but.. What I’m starting to realize is that I.. I love you, Y/N.. And seeing you with him tonight, it just.. It drove me insane.” He gripped your shoulders gently, pulling you closer. “I should be the one kissing your shoulder and buying you dinner.. His hand doesn’t belong on your waist.. mine does.. I should be the one making you smile like that.” He whispered, making your heart pound in your chest.

You’d never known that Bucky had felt so strongly for you.. If you had, you wouldn’t have gone on a date with someone else. “Buck..” You breathed, but he shook his head, continuing to speak.”I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me… I’m too dangerous.. I’m wrong for you.. but..” He stopped again, letting out a slow breath as he leaned forward, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tentative kiss. 

When he pulled away from you, there was a small smile on his lips. “I want you.. More than I’ve ever wanted anything in my entire life.. You’re my home, Y/N..” He pressed another hesitant kiss to your lips, whimpering when you kissed him back earnestly.

“But, I understand if I’m not what you want.. I know I’m… damaged.. And I’ve done so many horrible things.. I know the bad outweighs the good. I was just, hoping, maybe..” He stopped, licking his lips. “That you’d love me anyway..”

You let out a soft chuckle, bringing your hands up to caress his cheeks. “James Buchanan, you’re not damaged.. You’re beautiful.” You saw a light blush form on his cheeks as he pressed his lips to your palm, all while holding your gaze. “And about your past.. That wasn’t you.  I know you feel responsible for it, but you couldn’t control it..  but, after everything… I still choose you. I still want you.” You whispered and his lips formed a large smile. “Baby.. “ He breathed, his lips finding yours once more. He got brave, his hands coming around to toy with the zipper on the back of your dress. “Mmm, can we take this off?” He murmured against your lips, causing you to let out a small giggle as you nodded. “Whatever you’d like, sweetheart.” You whispered, and he pulled his mouth away from yours, cocking his eyebrow. “Don’t tease, doll. It’s not nice.”

Originally posted by closer-to-the-edge-of-glory