[pairing]: Bucky x Reader
[prompt]: may I request a Bucky/Winter Soldier where you’re an avenger and idk a setting but jealous Bucky?? And fluff, maybe a little angst? Thank you xx
[warnings]: angst, sad Bucky
[a/n]: this one’s kinda short oops sorry friends
Bucky Barnes really wasn’t one for talking. But that’s the reason that they got along so well. Y/n talked enough for the both of them. She seemed to always be chattering away to him about her latest interests and exciting things that happened, and while it annoyed most of the team, Bucky found himself looking forward to the time when the only source of light in the room was a stupid sit-com on television and Y/n was slumped next to him on the couch, rambling on about what happened to her that day. And she would be completely content with him only reacting with nods and grunts.
Y/n continued her story while another episode of a show that Bucky couldn’t recognize began, playing a cheesy introduction song.
He glanced over to the clock to notice that it was 12:45 in the morning. A bit weary, he shifted his body into a more comfortable position and abandoned putting together the words that Y/n was saying and just listened to her calming voice. A voice that was reassuring, a voice that he knew would always be with him.
Until it wasn’t. There was one night when he sat in front of the TV, the same channel flickering across the screen, but Y/n wasn’t there. He waited for what seemed like forever for her to walk through the door with some wacky story of why she had been late to their unspoken nightly meeting. But she didn’t, not until almost midnight.