The California sun is
scorching and every inch of your exposed skin, although covered in sunblock,
feels as if it’s on fire. You want nothing more than for the sun to set and
bathe the spacious backyard in a cooler, more tolerable light but you know that
there is still a good bit of life left in the day. And although you’ve been
sitting there for hours, the heat suffocating and the sun scorching, you’re
thankful for the sight before you.
You’ve spent the better part
of the day, since your far too early wake up call, sitting by the pool watching
your friends enjoy themselves. You’ve taken part in a few games of chicken and
even helped the boys play a prank on Yugyeom but now, after hours of chlorine
and laughter, you’re sitting beside the pool watching the festivities.
It’s so rare that everyone,
new friends and old, gets together to enjoy themselves. Everyone is so busy
with work and life that it’s almost unbelievable that you’ve managed to gather
in one place at one time. But as you watch your friends reform to play a new
round of chicken, you’re glad that the impossible seems to be happening.
Summary: You missed him so much; and it was clear he missed you too.
Author’s Note: this is random bye
the suns rays entered the small room through the slightly tilted blinds, a small detail you hadn’t noticed last night due to the overflowing darkness of the room and the extreme fatigue you felt after coming home, but something you wish you had noticed because now, although they were warm, the rays were directed painfully into your eyes. you sigh lowly and begin to shift in bed, hoping to escape the harmful sun, when you realize that the space that’s usually occupied by him was left empty yet again.
There were countless mornings where he wouldn’t wake you up although you begged him to, claiming later in that day when he saw you that you were too peaceful while you were sleeping to be disturbed. Though you found his words touching, you still wanted to wake up to his smiling face and spend time with him before he went off, because without those twenty or thirty minutes in the morning, you don’t see him until late at night. You had been swallowed with school work for months and, somehow, it never seemed to lighten. The load that the professor gave you each night, it’s chapter you had to read in your textbook though your eyes were ridden with sleep, the notes upon notes you’d have to take immediately after you read before you forget, caused you to spend most of your days in the library.
Some nights, you’d even come until it closes; but you’d still make it home before him. By that time, you were worn out and almost unable to stay awake to spend time with him. You sighed as you stared at his pillow, slowly pulling it closer to you and letting the smell of the cologne you had bought him for Christmas fill your nose. You laid for a few minutes in bed wondering what time he’d be on break. You would send him texts every morning telling him to do good while he practiced and to make sure he eats on his breaks, but he responded few hours later with emojis and with a quick ‘I love you’.
Not that you minded, though. You were glad he loved what he did and how dedicated he was. It was what drove you to him in the first place. Along with the radiant smile, his loud laugh and bright eyes. After a while of lying alone, you decided to text him and tell him that you were heading to he library. He knew too well that you spent all of your days there while you waited for him. You got dressed and made yourself a small breakfast, not wanting to waste any time in eating when you had a fairly large chapter to read by the end of this week.
You carried your books in a bag over your shoulder and headed down to the library. For once, the weather was nice. The sun was shining, it was warm but there was a cool breeze, the snow from previews weeks had finally melted away and the grass began to grow again. Spring was finally coming, and you couldn’t wait. Usually in winter, you two would have home dates, where you’d spend the day together, but in the spring and summer, he loved to take you out on adventures.
You smiled to yourself as you felt a buzz in your pocket, his familiar vibration that he set himself going off against your upper thigh. You quickly took it out and smiled at his name across your screen.
Don’t work too hard today. Make sure to take breaks! I love you so much (Y/N).
Usually you were the one sending these texts, but getting one from him made your heart soar.
You reached the library and pushed the doors in to enter, going back to your usual round table that laid slightly outside the teen books, a place where no one came often so it was always quiet. After about an hour or two of reading and taking notes, you felt your phone buzz again.
You look adorable with your hair up.
You raised and eyebrow and looked around you, though there was no one in sight.
How’d you know that I have my hair up?
You tilted your head up to the second floor of the library, where he leaned against the railing and smiled at you, waving at you with his phone in his hand. You smiled back and began to stand, but he beckoned you to sit down. He walked down the steps and made his way over to your table, reaching over and pressing his lips to your forehead before sliding into the seat in front of you.
“what are you doing?”
“We got let out early today. We’ve been practicing late all week so they decided to let us off easy.”
“You’re lucky,” you giggled, taking a colored quarter sized sticky note and placing it inside of your textbook, “I wish I could have a break.”
“That’s why I’m here,” he hummed, taking the side of your textbook and lifting it to the other side to close it. “You work really hard. But you need a break too.”
“I can’t,” you sighed, beginning to open the textbook, when he pressed it shut again, “I can’t take a break. I have to read this by the end of the week. ”
“You have a couple of more days, baby,” he sighed pulling the textbook towards him and crossing his arms over it before leaning his head against his arms, “I never get days off, and I miss you. You can study tomorrow, can’t you?”
You looked at him, the sides of your mouth tugging into a smile; he looked too cute in the position he was in, his big brown eyes looking st you while his bottom lip puffed out.
“The weathers really nice,” he said lowly, taking your hand in his before standing and taking the textbook in his free hand, “I want to take you out on a date. And then we can go home and cuddle a little. And then tomorrow you can bury yourself in your books again.” He kissed your knuckles softly, a smile adorning his lips as he raised an eyebrow. “Deal?”
You sighed softly as he lifted your bag from the side of your chair and placed your textbook in it along with other things, before slinging it over his shoulder. His fingers intertwined with yours and he tugged on your hand slightly, pulling you from your seat and making you tumble into his chest.
“Hey!” You whisper-shouted, pressing your free hand to his chest as he smiled down on you, “don’t do that!”
“Come on,” he whined, free arm wrapping around you and suffocating you in a bone crushing hug, “just for today. Please?”
You smiled and let out a fake, exasperated sigh, before turning on your heel away from him. “Okay, deal.”
Before you could begin walking, he tugged at your hand again, making you spin around before he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.
“Not in the library,” you groaned, cheeks flushing as you turned and began dragging him towards the exit.
Thanks @well-im-jiggered at a moment like this it means so much 😘 *hugs* I kind of felt that this might happen, but I think sometimes you’ve just got to face these things and not run away. It has done me good. I’m just so conscious that I’m being so negative on my blog lately, but it just helps as an outlet.
Request: Hi Tori! You’re like my favorite author ever. Could you maybe write one where Bucky cheats on the reader, of course she’s heartbroken and when he realizes what he’s done he does everything to get her back? With happy or sad ending, whatever you prefer
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: Bucky trying (not really a warning but eh)
A/N: My best friend’s phone was fucking up (I could hear her perfectly fine but she couldn’t hear anything but static) and she told me that she could hear laughter from my end through the static noise and I flipped my shit because I wasn’t laughing. At. All. It was creepy as hell. But anyways, continue on :)
Bucky went the rest of the week not talking to you, not because he didn’t want to talk or be around you but because he was giving you space and because he had been planning on how to gain your trust back.
He couldn’t start big, you know, asking you to have dinner with him or be alone with you in general. He feared you still may not be comfortable around him and just him. He decided to start small.
“Please?” Bucky whined, clasping his hands together as he stood in front of Natasha and Steve.
“What movie are we gonna be watching?” Steve questioned. Bucky didn’t know why he asked, Steve would watch it with them no matter what.
“Burlesque.” he responds.
Natasha groaned. “Ugh but that’s her favorite movie and I hate that movie and then she’s gonna sing literally everything and then I’m gonna want to punch her because she has such an amazing voice and-”
“Hater.” Steve cut Natasha off from her rambling and she glared at him.
“So what do you say?” Bucky asked.
Steve looked at Natasha who pouted and smiled. “We’ll be there.”
“Great!” Bucky exclaimed at the same time Natasha groaned. Again. “I’ll go call her, hopefully she’ll answer and I’ll invite her over. Can you guys set up the living room?”
Steve smiled at his friend who was overly excited. “Yeah we got it pal.”
Bucky nods and runs off to his room. He grabs his phone and dials your number but something dawns on him and he quickly ends the call.
“Maybe this whole thing was a big mistake. I shouldn’t call her. She needs time away from me and I need to give her that.” He tells himself. “Ah, screw it.”
Bucky dials your number again and held the phone up to his hear. He hears the first ring and quickly ends it again.
“What are you doing? Just leave her alone!” he scolds himself. Bucky runs his fingers through his hair as he looked down at your contact. “Fuck it.”
For the third time, he calls you, only to hang up again after the second ring. “That’s it. I’m done. I’m not gonna call her, this was a mistake, she would’ve said no anyways.” he mumbles to himself. Bucky was just about to get up to tell Natasha and Steve it was off when his phone began ringing. He looked at the screen and gulped. It was Y/N.
Without hesitation, Bucky pressed the answer button. “Hello?”
“Hey Bucky.” you say, a little awkward. “Why’d you call?”
Bucky’s face paled. “Um.. It’s not - I just - it’s nothing actually.”
“You called me three times, it’s something.” you state.
Bucky sighed. “I.. Was wondering if you’d like to maybe come over and watch a movie with me?” you open your mouth to respond but he beats you to it. “-well not just me. Steve and Nat will be there to.”
At the mention of Natasha’s name, you calm down a bit. It won’t be awkward with those two with you. “Yeah sure, I’ll be there in ten.”
And sure enough, you were there, laying your head on Natasha’s lap on one couch while Steve and Bucky were on the other. While you were so focused on the movie, singing along with Christina Aguilera to Bound To You, Bucky watched from the opposite couch with a smile on his face.
He loved your voice. The days when you stayed the night together and he’d have nightmares, you would sing him back to sleep. Your voice - how do you even describe such a beautiful sound?
After the movie ended, you called it a night. You hugged Steve then Natasha before moving along to Bucky. You had almost hugged him but stopped yourself from doing so. Would it be too awkward?
Bucky gave you a small smile and waved. “Bye Y/N, see you later.”
You let out a sigh of relief, mentally thanking Bucky for not pushing it. “Yeah, see ya.”
It was like that for a while, he would hang out with you with the others around as to not make it so weird or awkward between the two of you. He didn’t want it to seem like he was forcing you to be around him. Bucky wanted you to be comfortable with his presence, and after a while, you were.
Once he knew you were okay to be around him alone, he decided to level up.
“Hey Y/N.” he says as he walked into Tony’s lab, spotting you at the table with a box full of bunnies in front of you.
With your tight grip on the box, you turn your head to Bucky. “Hey what’s up?”
“Um.. I was.. I’m sorry, what’s up with the bunnies?” he questioned, slowly walking over to you.
“Tony’s trying to make little stupid suits for them. That’s torture!” you respond, looking into the box with loving eyes. “These poor bunnies.”
Bucky thought it over, once, then twice before grabbing the box of bunnies. This startles you and you jump up from your seat, eyeing the brunette.
“Let’s get them out of here then, yeah?” he says, causing a smile to grow on your face. You look around the room and nod, the two of you quickly making your grand escape. When the elevator doors open up to the lobby, you smile, rushing out with Bucky following behind you. Before you made it to the door, Wanda walks in, smiling yet confused to see you with Bucky.
“What’s going on here?” she asked, trying to stay serious but she couldn’t help the smile that was easing its way on her face.
“Saving bunnies, no time to stop and talk. See you later Wanda.” you respond rushing past her but stopping and backing up. “And don’t tell Tony.”
You exit the building and Wanda looks up at Bucky with a smirk. “My question still stands.”
Bucky shrugs. “You heard the woman, saving bunnies.” and with that, he walks out to meet you outside.
“We should probably walk away from the building.” you say, trying to catch your breath. “Wow, I barely ran and I’m out of breath. I need to work out more.”
Bucky laughs, glancing at you ever so often as the two of you walked down the street.
“So what are you gonna do with these bunnies?” Bucky spoke up, half way down the road.
You shrug. “I dunno, keep them and raise them as my children.”
“That’s a good idea.” Bucky chuckled before you suddenly gasp, causing Bucky’s eyes to widen.
“What’ll I do if my apartment has an inspection? My building doesn’t allow pets. Oh no.” you groan.
Bucky thinks quick. “You could drop them off with me.” he suggests. “I’ll sneak them in my room, Tony will never know I have them and besides, no one ever comes in my room except Steve and I know he won’t say anything.”
You think it over for a bit. It should be fine, you consider Bucky to be a friend. Not a good friend or a best friend or even a close friend, but a friend. And friend was enough.
“Yeah, okay.” you nod, continuing your walk.
Bucky then remembers what he was meant to ask you in the first place, before the whole ‘saving bunnies’ thing took off. “Hey do you want to get some coffee with me?”
You let out a laugh at his outburst and he continued. “Actually I really want hot chocolate. The weathers really nice for hot chocolate.”
It really was. It was nearly December so it was pretty chilly outside. Soon they’d have snow falling.
“Aw now I really want hot chocolate too.” you whined, causing Bucky to chuckle.
“Let’s go get some. The bunnies can come too.” he says and you nod, allowing him to lead the way.
“Hey Bucky.” Tony calls out as he entered the kitchen where Bucky was rummaging through the fridge. He stands up straight and closes the fridge door.
“You and Y/N are on good terms, right?” he asked.
“Uh, yeah. Why?” Bucky was now intrigued.
“She left this in the lab the other day. Mind taking it back to her?” Tony held out a jacket and Bucky nods, grabbing the clothing.
Bucky made it to your apartment in record time and knocked on your door.
“One minute!” he could hear you shout before seeing you peek through the little window right next to the door. You open your door and pull him in quickly before shutting and locking the door again.
By the look on your face, something was going on but before Bucky could ask you what was wrong, you spoke.
“Remember when I thought it was a good idea to take care of seven bunnies?” you ask him and he nods. “Well it’s not. It’s a horrible, horrible idea.”
Before he could ask why, seven bunnies come hopping out of your room and into the living room.
“They won’t stay still. One hopped up on the counter and knocked over a plate. I can’t do this.” you say. Bucky held in his laugh as he watched one bunny continuously hop on the curtains until they fell, causing you to let out a frustrated groan.
“Okay, okay, I have an idea.” Bucky spoke.
“We can give them away to people walking along the street.” he says and you ponder over it, tapping your chin in the process.
“For free?” you ask.
“And we’ll give them away to people who look like they’d be the perfect person to love and take care of a bunny?”
You look around, seeing the mess that the bunnies were already making and nod. “Okay, let’s do it.”
Which is how you both ended up on the street, asking people that were passing by if they wanted a free bunny. You had gave away almost all of them, only leaving 2 in the box.
“Hey little boy!” you say, catching the young boys attention. His mother looks at you before they both walk over to you and Bucky. “You want a free bunny?”
“Yeah!” he then looks up at his mother. “Can I have one, please mom, please?”
The mother looks at the bunnies, then at you and Bucky. “Why are you giving them away? Is there something wrong with them?”
“No, there was just too many of them to take care of all at once. I promise you they are completely healthy.” you respond with a smile.
The mother looks down at her child who was smiling up at her with hope in his eyes before nodding. “Okay. You can have one.”
“Yay!” the boy cheers and Bucky reaches into the box, pulling out a bunny and handing it over to the kid.
“Look, I even bought him a little jacket.” you say before standing up straight. Bucky thinks back to just ten minutes ago when you forced him to help you put tiny jackets on all seven bunnies. You didn’t want them to get cold.
“Thank you!” the child grins.
“No, thank you.” you respond. “Have a nice day.”
They walk away and you look down at the last bunny. His fur was white. Completely white, no specks of black or gray or any other color for that matter.
“Six down, one to go.” Bucky says, bending down to pick up the bunny but you stop him. “What is it?”
“I think I’ll keep this one.” you say.
“You sure?” he asked, looking up at you from his position on the floor.
“Yeah.” you pick up the bunny and smile. “His name is Winter.”
Bucky stands up and throws away the now empty box before strolling over to you. “Alright well let’s get you and Winter back up to your apartment. It’s freezing out here.” he says, placing his hand on your back as he gently pushed you over to your building door.
“Thanks for helping me, Bucky.” you say, not taking your eyes off of Winter.
Bucky smiles. “No problem.”
A/N: jeez this was pretty long, I kinda got carried away.
There is a cliff, over looking the lake of Ontario. It’s probably a 10-15mins drive from my home, could walk it as well. Ahaha the only problem is that you have to trespass to see this stunning view. I go at least once a month (expect during the cold weather) so I can cool my head off. Night time preferably because the view is really, really spectacular (mostly on nice weather). What’s even better? Full moon. The moon reflects on the lake and its like, you are seeing two moons over lapping each other. I go there to just listen instead of worrying about what I’m going to do next. Yea, hopefully, I can take the luckiest person with me someday to just listen.