Thank you so much to @thestrongvatic for requesting this, I really hope you like it sweetheart and thank you so much for being so patient with me. Please let me know what you think darling x
Based on this song from the movie Tangled.
Feedback is always welcome my little lovelies so please do not be shy x
Request: Hello babe! ❤ i was wondering if you could write buckyxreader where all of the avengers have movie friday and they watch Tangled(readers choice) and she and Buck are cuddling(they aren’t together but they love each other) and on Healing song, she start to singing to his ear and kiss his scars from metal arm and say something like im sorry it doesn’t work. All sweet and fluff. I hope you doing well ❤
Warnings: fluff and cuteness that will make your heart hurt.
Words: c. 950
The opening credits had been paused for the last 20 minutes while everyone gathered their snacks and comforts and claimed their seats, because everyone had their own seats.
Yours and Bucky’s were a two seat recliner that you had sort of drifted to accidentally, when Bucky had first arrived at the tower, you had had been the only one sitting quietly whilst the others chattered and bickered over picking the movie, he had quietly asked if it would be alright to sit beside you and when you had smiled shyly and nodded, moving your selection of treats aside to accommodate him, he knew he had made the right decision.
The first time you had ended up cuddling had been completely accidental, you and Wanda had been away on a mission all week and despite your best arguments that you needed sleep, the team had insisted that you stay and watch the movie with them, and when Bucky regarded you shyly, silently hopeful and you found yourself not quite able to refuse.
But tiredness had taken over roughly half way through the movie and you hadn’t even noticed you’d drifted off curled into Bucky’s side until a loud crash on the screen woke you with a jolt and you found yourself cheek pressed against the soft cotton of Bucky’s shirt.
“Why didn’t you wake me,” you asked voice hoarse and barely above a whisper.
“You were tired,” he whispered back as if it was the most obvious answer in the world “and I didn’t mind.”
When you had gone to move Bucky had stilled you, “It’s alright, you’re not bothering me you can lay on me if you want to.”
You should have argued but your eyes were slipping closed in acceptance.