REQUEST: Hey, I don’t know if you’re still accepting requests, but if you are could I request one where the heating breaks in avengers hq and Bucky is scared of the cold bc it reminds him of being put in cyro, so reader gives him blankets and hot chocolate and just basically helps him feel okay again?
You knew as soon as you woke up that something wasn’t right. Normally, your room was set on a decent temperature. Not too hot but not too cold.
That morning when you woke up, you could swear that there were icicles forming in your room. It was absolutely freezing.
You hurried to your closet and threw on your favorite black hoodie before putting on some sweatpants. The warm clothing helped a little but not enough. After brushing your teeth and putting your hair into a ponytail, you went to see if the heat was out in any of the other rooms in the Tower.
As soon as you stepped out of your bedroom, you got your answer.
It was freezing throughout the rest of the Tower. Most of the team was in the common living room. Natasha was there with Sam, Wanda and Vision. The cold weather didn’t seem to bother Vision. He was reading a newspaper and whistling a little.
“What the hell happened to the heat?” You asked as soon as you walked in.
“It stopped working during the middle of the night.” Natasha told you as she wrapped a blanket around herself. There were steaming mugs of coffee on the table. You gladly grabbed one and instantly felt it warming you from the inside.
“Is Stark working on it?”
Sam shook his head, “Stark isn’t even here. Lucky bastard left before it broke. He’s not getting back for three days.”
“Three days?! How are we supposed to get by with no heat in the middle of January?” You exclaimed. You hated the cold weather and everyone knew that. The winter time made you exceptionally grumpy. More than usual.
Pietro appeared next to you. You were still getting used to him appearing out of no where because of his speed.
“You know how they say to preserve body temperature.” He wiggled his eyebrows insinuating something else.
You rolled your eyes, “In your dreams, pretty boy.”
Steve walked in the room donning more clothes than usual, “I think it’s colder in here than it is outside.”
“Damn Stark.” You mumbled before going into the kitchen to make some oatmeal. You needed something to warm you up besides the coffee.
After it was done, you went back to the living room and noticed that Bucky wasn’t around. He normally was one of the first awake.
The others were talking about ways to fix the broken heater when you went in search of Bucky. Deciding that his room was the best option, you checked there first.
You knocked on it softly with one hand while the other held onto your oatmeal. “Bucky?”
You turned to walk away before you decided to check to see if his door was unlocked. It was to your surprise. You opened it slowly in case he was still asleep and peaked your head inside.
Bucky’s bed was unmade, but he wasn’t in it. You stepped into his room a little more and saw that he was sitting in the corner of the room, arms wrapped around his knees. He was slowly rocking back and forth.
“Bucky!” You hurried into the room, only stopping to set your bowl down. Kneeling down by him, you touched his arm lightly, “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
Bucky shook his head, shutting his eyes, “The cold–it’s reminds me of when I was–”
“When you were in cryo.” You finished for him. It pained for you to see him in his condition. He was such a good man and had been put through so much. It wasn’t fair that he had to be under constant anxiety of his past and what he was capable of.
When you could do anything to help him, you did.
You pointed at the small sofa that he had in his room. “Why don’t you get on the sofa and I will be right back.”
Bucky got up and moved over to the couch. He was still shivering and you knew that he must’ve been having terrible flashbacks. You wondered if he had been sitting there all night. He looked pale and under his eyes seemed a little swollen.
You left the room and hurried to the kitchen. Hot chocolate seemed like the perfect thing to make Bucky. You didn’t want to give him coffee in the case that it made him jittery with nerves.
Once the hot chocolate was done, you put it in a plain mug and added a few small marshmallows. Making sure not to spill it on yourself, you carefully went back to Bucky’s room. He was still right where you left him.
“Here, drink this. It should warm you up a little.” You kneeled down in front of him and handed him the mug. He accepted it without protest and waited for it to cool a little before drinking it.
You got back up and grabbed the comforter off of his bed and wrapped it around him.
You placed your left arm around him and moved it up and down his back to ease his pain a little.
“Is the hot chocolate helping?” You asked after a few minutes.
He nodded, “A little.” Bucky finished the drink within minutes. You grabbed the mug from him and set it on a table on the side of the couch. Moving towards the end of the couch, you decided to get comfy.
“Come here Bucky.” You held your arms out to him. He looked over at you, “Are you sure?”
You nodded and smiled, “It’s not like we haven’t cuddled before.”
You saw Bucky smile a little before he moved closer to you. Bucky positioned himself between your legs, careful not to completely crush you. His arms went around your waist and you rested your chin on top of his head. You managed to pull the blanket over him and hoped that he was warm enough.
You ran your hands up and down his back softly. His body seemed to melt to your touch. You felt his body slowly get more and more relaxed until you was sure that he had fallen asleep.
The heat between your bodies was making you feel better. The cold wasn’t bothering you much after all.
Sleep had taken over your body and when you woke up, Bucky was still sleeping soundly. You didn’t know how long you had been asleep. You just knew that you were comfortable and didn’t want to ever move.
Snow was falling outside and it still looked like it was still daylight out. The rest of the Tower seemed to be silent. You wondered what everyone else was up to.
You shifted a little to make yourself more comfortable when you accidentally woke Bucky up.
He looked up at you and you noticed that he had color back in his cheeks.
“Hey sleepyhead.” You teased.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you….literally.”
“It’s okay. I feel asleep too. How are you feeling?”
“Better. Thank you for doing what you did.” Bucky said. He loosened his grip on you to your dismay. Sitting up, he pulled you up with him and this time, you were the one getting cradled. Bucky wrapped his arms around you again and pulled the blanket around the two of you.
You could hear his head beating in his chest.
“I’m sure you would do it for me.”
“Of course I would.” You felt Bucky’s lips touch your forehead softly. It made your heart rate speed up.
“If you are having trouble tonight, you could always sleep in my room.” You offered.
Bucky chuckled a little, “Are you inviting me to your bed, (Y/n)? Who knew you could be so forward.”
“Oh shut up! I was offering for you to sleep on the floor.” You joked, hoping that he wouldn’t look down and see you blushing.
“If I did sleep in your room tonight, would there be more of this?” He gestured to the two of you holding onto each other.
“Well then count me in, (Y/n).”
You rolled your eyes but he couldn’t see it. “Bucky, what am I ever going to do with you?”
He leaned down so his lips were right next to your ear, “Oh (Y/n), I could think of a few things you could do to me.”
*GIF IS NOT ME. CREDIT TO OWNER!