Good Times for a Change
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 2K-ish
Summary: Bucky desperately wants to be happy… with you.
A/N: I almost wrote this for Dean. I had decided to write it for him… but then Bucky feels hit and GAH! It fits them both, I think. I wasn’t sure whether or not to include the lyrics, but since I don’t think many people actually listen to the recommended songs, I thought it best to add them for context. Song is Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths.
Bucky was nervous about meeting everyone. Steve had brought him back to the compound, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, in hopes that the peaceful environment would aid him in his recovery. Everyone was polite, even if a few were a bit annoying.
“Where’s Y/N?” Steve asked. “She was excited for today.”
Bucky looked at his friend in confusion. Why would anyone be excited to meet him?
“Outside,” Wanda replied with a knowing smile. “Go say hi.”
Steve led him out, where soon they they came upon you, struggling with a small, but rather heavy looking tree.
“Y/N? What are you doing?” Steve grinned at the state of you.
“No! It’s not ready!” You tried to block the tree from their view, even though it was taller and wider than you. Steve laughed while Bucky looked at you wide eyed. Your shoulders slumped and you sighed. “It was supposed to be a surprise. It’s a plum tree. Surprise,” you gestured to the tree.
“You got me a tree?” Bucky asked in disbelief.
“Yeah,” you rubbed your forehead with the back of your hand, leaving a smudge of dirt in its wake.
You smiled sweetly, making his heart skip a beat. “I heard you like plums.”