Could you do 3&28 with Bucky and 19& 40 with Jefferson?? 💖💖💖
This is just the Bucky part so far, love!
3. “Please stop being so stubborn and just let me kiss you.” 28. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”
“Bucky, please. I just want to be alone right now.” You said through your apartment door, picturing him leaning against the door frame, his brows furrowed in frustration. “Y/N.. I’m not going to leave you alone while you’re like this.” He insisted, and you let out a small sigh as you wiped a stray tear from your cheek. “It’s not good for people to be around me when I’m like this, Buck..” You replied, so soft that you weren’t sure if he heard you or not. “Just open the door, please. I just need to see you, and then I’ll leave you alone if that’s what you want.” He pleaded, and you could already feel yourself caving.
You’d always had a weak spot for Bucky. His darkness and baggage matched yours. You both had done things in the past that you were far from proud of, and you silently sympathized with each other.
You found yourself unlocking your door and opening it just a crack, before he pushed the door open the rest of the way, letting himself inside. “Buck!” You groaned, wiping your cheeks quickly and silently hoping you didn’t look as bad as you felt.
He looked down at you, his gaze softening when he saw how swollen your eyes were. “Y/N.. It wasn’t your fault.. You couldn’t have done anything differently..” He whispered, coming closer to you with his hands outstretched. You shook your head, taking a few steps back as you felt another wave of tears headed for your eyes. “I killed a kid, Buck…” You breathed, your voice shaking. He sighed loudly, moving quickly towards you again and gripping your face in his hands.
“It was an accident, Y/N.. You can’t blame yourself.. Do you know how many kids I killed when I was the Soldier..?” He said softly, rubbing his thumbs across your cheeks. You took in a shaky breath, closing your eyes slowly. “It hurts, Buck.” You whimpered and he took you into his arms immediately, tucking your head under his chin. You felt yourself melt against him, your hands gripping the fabric of his shirt tightly as your lower lip trembled. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” He whispered into your hair, holding you a little bit tighter.
Thats when it happened. The dam broke. Tears starting falling freely from your eyes as you buried your face in his chest, soft sobs escaping your throat. He held you through it all, rubbing your back soothingly and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
“Shhh.. It’s gonna be okay, baby. I promise. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”
Each word he spoke made your heart ache more. How could he be so kind to you after what you had done? How could he even look at you in the same way? You were sure you’d never see yourself the same.
Once your sobs had quieted down to soft whimpers, he pulled your face away from his chest, cupping your cheeks in his hands as he gazed down at you. You stared back, feeling a little lightheaded at the intensity of his stare.
You thought you were imagining things when his face started to inch closer and closer to yours, his eyes fixated on your lips. “Buck, you–” “Please stop being so stubborn and just let me kiss you.” He interrupted you quickly before pressing his lips against yours. Your immediate reaction was to push him away from you, but he caught your hands in his, holding them against his chest as your mouths moved together. You both wanted this. You both needed this. To feel something real, for once in your lives.. and good god, was what you felt for him real.
When you finally separated from him, your lips were swollen and your breathing was erratic, but you felt a little better. A little lighter, almost. “Look at me.” He whispered, one of his hands gripping your chin gently. “I’ve got you, okay? You never have to do this alone.” He breathed and you felt your lip tremble again as you nodded. “You’ve got me, too, Buck.. You always have.”
DANCE MAJORS AU. (Part 1, Part 1.5,Part 2, Part 2.5, Part 3 finale) Contemporary Ballet Dancer Shiro is someone everyone admires and basically Everyone’s Crush™ but he already have his eyes set on a certain new hip-hop dancer recruit next door who’s always wearing red. He doesn’t have the guts to ask him out–at all. However, he asks if he could teach him hip-hop dancing.