diamonds are forever

Diamonds are Forever: Part 2

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: fluff, its all fluff

Word Count: 2069

Request:  I was wondering if you would write something were the reader and Bucky fell in love, but Natasha was really horrible and told the reader to stay away from Bucky, Bucky doesn’t understand why until the reader breaks down to Steve and tells why, if that makes any sense I would love you forever, I understand if Not, your an amazing writer xx

For my darling @melconnor2007

Authors Note: Last part of this small little drabble series. I hope you all enjoy it!

Feel free to submit prompts or requests for drabbles and one shots!

Just in case you missed PART 1 

Steve steps out from your door, closing it softly, leaving your snoring body draped across your bed, tucked in, with a glass of water on your bedside table. He smiles softly shaking his head as he turns from the door to see Bucky standing quietly in the dark, leaning against the wall.

“Is she gonna be alright?” Bucky asks quietly, concern heavy in his voice. “Yeah bud, she just drank too much, I’ve seen her much worse, she just needs to sleep it off.” Steve laughs quietly, pushing his hands into his pockets, smiling bashfully at Bucky, “Besides, I had to get her out of there before she embarrassed herself…”

Bucky smiles, chuckling slightly, “Well, embarrassed herself more.” Steve giggles shaking his head. “So… any chance you’d be willing to explain any of that to me…” Bucky asks, raising his eyebrows at Steve as he shakes his head. “She likes me huh?” Bucky smiles nervously, looking more insistently at Steve.

Steve stays silent not wanting to betray your trust. “Eh, don’t sweat it Steve, I know she was just drunk… she doesn’t…” his smile falters as his voice trails off, his shoulders slumping slightly as he shakes his head.

“Why do you say that pal?” Steve asks innocently, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. “I asked her to dance before… she couldn’t even say no… she just ran away.” Bucky sighs, his hands rising up to rake roughly through his hair.

“It’s not like I expected anything more… she just… she gets in my head… she makes everything go all fuzzy. When I look at her… and then she smiles… I just want to be with her all the time…” Bucky muses, smiling slightly as his hands pull back at his hair in frustration, staring wantonly at Y/N’s closed door.

“Listen… Buck…” Steve murmurs, biting his lip as he tries to decide on his next words. Bucky cocks an eyebrow at him waiting for him to continue. Steve takes a deep breath and allows the words to come tumbling out of him, “There’s something I have to tell you…”

You jerk awake, feeling the sudden presence of your pounding headache as you look dazedly around the room catching site of your disheveled appearance in the mirror. “Oh god,” you moan, smoothing your hair behind your ears and wiping the smudged mascara from under your eyes.

You look at yourself again, looking slightly more functional. You glance towards your night stand, noticing the tall glass of water placed there. You have a vague flash of a memory of Steve shepherding you to bed as you drunkenly stumble down the hall, crying.

Crying? Why was I… MY BRACELET! Your hand flies to your empty wrist as you remember the sparkly piece of jewelry. You grip at your bare wrist, biting your lip as you try to keep your disappointed tears from flowing once more.

You jump slightly as a knock raps against your door. Probably Steve coming to make sure I’m alive. “Yeah, come in.” You moan as your face falls into your hands, rubbing softly at your cheeks as the door opens.

You look up, hearing the door close, your hands sliding up into your hair, pulling it back behind your ears once more. Your eyes make contact with the new person in the room. Your hands freezing in your hair as you realize that it was not Steve who had entered.

“Bucky!” You gasp out, not expecting the brunette standing before you. You twist in the bed, pulling the comforter up over your disheveled clothing. “What are you… I wasn’t expecting you…” You stammer quickly, still trying to process his appearance.

He stands there quietly, looking nervous and slightly uncomfortable. His hands shoved deep into his jean pockets, his dark green Henley pulling tightly over the tense muscles of his chest. You bite your lip slightly, your eyebrow raising as you appraise his appearance.

“Yeah…” Bucky starts nervously, biting his lips… “I wasn’t sure if you would be… but…I…” He looks nervously around as you stare up at him. He couldn’t help but focus on your vulnerable expression.

Your wide eyes gazing up at him as you bite your lip nervously, unsure of what might happen next. Bucky couldn’t help but notice the way your tank top strap had fallen down your shoulder causing him to think briefly about advancing on the bed to be beside you.

“Look… I think we should talk.” He says quickly, his eyes falling on the desk beside your bed. “Talk?” You ask, confused by his statement and his unwillingness to look at you, “Bucky… what’s wrong, your acting all nervous and jittery?” You speak quickly, lowering your defensive grip on the blanket.

“Come here,” You insist motioning to him to come sit beside you on the bed. He stays uncomfortably still for a moment, before sighing softly and moving to sit beside you. “What do we have to talk about Buck?” You ask tenderly, your hand moving softly to his forearm as you cross your legs and lean towards him.

You feel his forearm tense beneath your touch, but you hold your contact, looking up at him. “Last night… You said… and if it’s not true… It’s ok… I just… want to clarify… cause you didn’t want to dance…” He stammers, stopping here and there and redirecting nervously.

Your eyebrows furrow as you watch his confusing train of thought, unable to follow his statements. “Last night? What did I say? I kind of blacked out a little there.” You shake your head, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“I’m sorry that I turned you down for a dance,” You bite your lip, residual anger flaring up in you from the conversation you had had with Natasha the night before.

“Oh… well… I… yeah… that was it… It was just about the dance… I just wanted to say that, maybe next time, we’ll get a chance… To dance, I mean.” His words stutter together, looking away from you as his face falls, nodding oddly in a distant way.

“Bucky?” You ask softly, confused at his behavior, unsure of what was going through his head. “Was that all you had to ask me? You just wanted to ask me about the dance?” You question, leaning forward slightly, your grip tightening on his arm as you force him to meet your curious gaze.

“Yes…” He whispers, turning towards you, his lips coming to rest only inches from yours. You could feel his hot breath against your mouth as he exhales. “I just wanted to ask…” He breathes slowly, his eyes briefly flashing down to your red lip, slightly swollen from your biting at it.

“about the dance.” He finishes blinking slightly as he turns away, squeezing his eyes shut as his hand rises up to push his loose hair from his face as he rises to his feet. “Well…” you exhale, slightly annoyed by his sudden movement, “if that’s all…” You look away, trying to hide your disappointment at his distance.  

“Yes…” Bucky says sadly, looking down at you once more. “I mean… No.” He whispers, sinking back down onto the bed beside you, his metal hand reaching slowly into his pocket.

“I know how much this means to you… I couldn’t stand to see how upset you were… It got kicked I guess, underneath one of the couches… I went looking everywhere… Took half the night… But… you were so sad…” He rambles slowly, unsure exactly how to phrase his thoughts, as he opens his hand in front of you. “I just… I hate it when your upset… I…”

“Bucky” You breathe a smile stretching across your cheeks as you look down at your grandmother’s bracelet, sparkling up at you, safely nestled in Bucky’s metal palm. “You found it! Oh Bucky! Thank you!” You don’t even wait to grab the bracelet, allowing Bucky’s hand to close around it as you jump forward against his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck as you pull him into a tight hug.

His arms wrap up around you, holding you close as he nestles into your hair, the flowery smell of your silky locks permeating his senses. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” You pull back your hands, sliding them forward to his cheeks as you smile, kissing him lightly on his forehead before settling back and extending your wrist.

Bucky hesitates for a moment, wrapping the small delicate chain around your wrist, clasping it gently before withdrawing his hands, his fingers sliding delicately down your hand. He watches you as your smile widens, moving your wrist so the antique diamonds catch the light and send sparkling rainbows throughout the room.

“You’re welcome.” He smiles, nodding quietly, watching your happiness swell inside you. “I just… I just want you to be happy.” He whispers as he stands up, moving back from the bed once more. “Well… that’s everything.” He stammers awkwardly as he moves to the door.

“Bucky…” You speak up anxiously, your eyes flashing up to him as you bite your lip nervously. “Wait… Bucky… I… I like you…” You finally spit out your face flushing as your eyes fall from his gaze. You hold your breath unable to meet his gape as he stares at you, stiff and motionless.

He moves suddenly, rushing to the bed to scoop you up, taking your whole body into the cradle of his arms, dragging your comforter up with you. His smile pulls from ear to ear as you exclaim at the sudden movement, laughing slightly as he presses his lips firmly against yours, capturing your smile in his kiss.

Your mind goes blank at the contact, your heart thudding as you turn in towards Bucky’s chest, returning his kiss enthusiastically as your arms wind up around his neck, your fingers knotting gently in his hair as your lips move passionately against him.

He pulls back slightly, pressing his forehead softly against yours as his arms curl you closer to his chest. “So…” You sigh, smiling happily, “You like me too huh?” You giggle slightly smiling up at him, your cheeks faintly flushing.

“Nope.” He shakes his head softly, causing your smile to falter, as you break his gaze, pushing your legs down till he allows your feet to touch the floor, keeping his arm locked firmly around you. Your eyes continue to travel downwards, unable to look at Bucky after his statement.

“Y/N,” He whispers softly, his hand sliding up to your chin to pull your gaze to his. “I don’t just like you…” He smiles softly, kissing your forehead, “I love you, I’ve been in love with you for a while now… I just… I couldn’t let myself think that you might feel the same way… I guess it was just…” You rise up and push your lips forcefully against his, stopping his stumbling mouth.

His arms grip firmly around you, pulling you close to him “Self-preservation…” He sighs, blinking rapidly as you pull gently away, beaming up at him. “If we are being honest, I fell for you too, ever since that day that you made me bacon.”

“Bacon?” Bucky laughs, remembering the day fondly, “That was months ago doll” He smiles, basking in the happiness exuding from you. “Exactly,” You beam, rising up to press your lips to his once more. “I love you Bucky.” You giggle, as his arms lock firmly around you, pulling you slightly off the ground as his lips press adoringly against yours.

“So…” He whispers, smiling down at you as his metal hand locks firmly around your waist, his other hand rising slowly up your body to take your fingers in his. “Friday, can you please play Someone to Watch Over Me sung by Ella Fitzgerald?” The music begins to filter over the speakers in your room, Bucky pulling you closely as he begins to waltz you around the floor.

“I figured now was as good a time as any to have that dance you owe me.” He smiles as his lips press softly against your forehead as your head leans forward to press against his chest. 

You sigh softly, calming into the comfort of his arms, his profession of love reverberating in your head as you softly relax into his loving touch, smiling happily as you revolve slowly on the spot, content in the arms of the man who loves you.

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