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Perfect - Reggie X OC

[A/N: Despite what this title of this fic is called it is anything but perfect! So this was a first attempt at writing some fluffy Reggie fic, I also went for an OC rather than a reader because it’s kind of my preferred style. It isn’t fully inspired by Ed Sheeran’s - Perfect however I did listen to it a lot whilst writing this fic! Also guys its like 3:30 am, I need some sleep. Without further ado.]

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You Look Good In My Shirt

Hey guys! I had a lot of fun writing this one. I got a new huge man henely to use as PJs and got this idea. I hope y’all enjoy it.  Also I really recommend sleeping in a huge man henley. SO COMFY. Happy Wednesday!

Not my gif, is probably never my gif, props, thanks, and credit to the gif maker.

Warnings: language, as always.

Originally posted by jlstreck

When you had first heard that you would have the tower to yourself for a few days, you were pretty excited for the alone time. Clint, Sam, and Thor were going home, Tony was taking Pepper on a romantic weekend, and the others were going on a mission, leaving you to hold down the fort.

But three days passed and you were ready for them to come back. The tower was freaky with no one in it and it was way too quiet without the bickering, the bets, and the strategy discussions you were so used to hearing.

You also had nightmares. Yours were nothing compared to Bucky’s, but they were still scary and being alone in the tower seemed to make them worse.

You and Bucky had bonded over your similarity and had quickly become friends who were ready to swoop in and save each other when the night became too much to handle.

But for the past few days, your knight in shining left arm wasn’t there to protect you. And it didn’t take you very long to go to extreme measures in order to feel safe again.

Your first night alone, your nightmares wouldn’t stop, leaving you covered in sweat and completely exhausted. Desperate for some relief, an idea popped into your head.

You ran across the hallway, now a terrifying act because of the bloody scenes your brain just provided you, and opened the door to Bucky’s empty bedroom. His scent floating in the room immediately calmed you, reinforcing your brilliant idea.

You tore open the drawer of his dresser and pulled out the first shirt your fingers touched. You swiftly pulled it on over the pajama shirt you were already wearing and hustled back to your room after closing Bucky’s door behind you.

You left your beside lamp on and tucked yourself into bed. Only when you were safely under the covers did you feel the scent on his shirt swim around your body.

Its long sleeves were baggy around your arms and the shirt was so long the hem of it touched the middle of your thighs. You wrapped your limbs around the pillow next to you and nuzzled your face into your shoulder so you would smell the shirt with every inhale you took. It was like having him there.

Needless to say, you slept very well for the rest of the night. And the night after that.

By the third night, you just accepted the blue long sleeved Henley as your new pajama shirt.

That night, you decided to watch your favorite movie. No one on the team liked it, so you never got to watch it on movie nights. With no one else in the tower, now was the perfect time to indulge in a rom com.

Clad in your new PJ’s, you plopped down on the couch and right as the opening credits began to roll, you heard a familiar voice saying “Oh no. Not this one again.”

You spun around to see Tony peeking his head into the room, clearly refreshed from his romantic, relaxing weekend.

You watched the rest of the team file in behind him, giving you waves and hellos before heading to their bedrooms. Steve and Bucky did not head to their rooms right away, however.

“Oh, leave her alone to watch her movie, Tony.” Steve came to your rescue.

Tony snorted out a “Good night” and followed the others up to his room.

Steve and Bucky walked into the kitchen and as Steve opened the fridge he asked you, “So, (Y/N), how was your weekend alone?”

“It was fine. Very quiet.”

“Yeah I bet” He laughed after chugging down a glass of orange juice. He continued, “Well, I’m gonna head upstairs. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

You watched him walk out of the room until your eyes met Bucky’s. He was staring at you and after a few seconds of silence you asked, “What?”

“Is that my shirt?”

Shit, you thought.

“No.” You lied.

“Really?”

You nodded your head.

“Because it looks like my shirt.”

You were silent. How creepy were you, stealing his shirt and wearing it around the tower while he was gone? You hadn’t really thought about it until now.

He walked over to where you were sitting on the arm of the couch. “And it smells like my shirt.”

Your eyes fell to your shoes. “It’s your shirt” you broke. “I was having nightmares and wearing it helped and- I, I’m sorry, I swear, I’ll wash it and give it back tomorrow.” The words were flying out of your mouth, you were surprised he understood any of it.

“(Y/N), it’s okay! I’m just teasing ya, doll.” When you finally had the courage to look up at him you saw him laughing at you.

“I’m just surprised you didn’t take the red one.” He knew it was your favorite color.

You laughed and fell back onto the couch. Looking at him standing above you, you said “Wanna watch this with me?”

“Yeah, sure.” He walked around the couch and sat beside you, lifting your head to place it on his lap.

The next morning after you ate breakfast, you gathered your laundry together, including the borrowed shirt, and walked downstairs to throw the load in the washer.

When you returned to your room a few minutes later, you saw a folded red Henley sitting on your bed with a note attached to it. You picked up the shirt, the touch of your fingers releasing a familiar smell, and read the note.

“You look good in my shirt.”

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