Nice Try [ Bucky Barnes x OC - Reader ]
THIS IS A PART OF MY DAILY CHRISTMAS DRABBLE
Prompt : “YES I BOOBY-TRAPPED YOUR PRESENTS BECAUSE YOU DO THIS EVERY FUCKING YEAR”
Pairing : Bucky Barnes x OC
Genre : Good ol’ crack and fluff | Warning : none
Author’s Note : Thanks victoria for always proofreading my work and giving me this list of prompts lmao enjoy! :D
He was having a very nice dream. Everything was perfect and she looked so serene in her lovely white short dress. He let out a strangled gasp when she made her way towards him, eyes twinkling mischievously. She lightly traced her fingers down his chest and fuck he could see her breasts when he looked down at her and–
“FUCK!” Bucky’s eyes snapped open at the voice and loud clattering sound that followed. Ignoring the slight pounding of his head from being woken up, he quickly grabbed the knife on the nightstand and jumped out of his bed. It took him a good minute to realize what just happened and he let himself fall back into the bed when he heard her voice again.
“BUCKY YOU ASSHOLE. I’M GONNA USE YOUR METAL ARM AND SMACK YOU TO OBLIVION.” He huffed in amusement, bursting into full-blown laughter when she stormed into their bedroom with a flushed face and feathers covering her hair.
“Good morning, doll. You look beautiful,” he snickered, swiftly turning his body to the right side of the bed when she jumped on the bed and tried to smack his arm.
“I can’t believe you booby-trapped my presents!” She buried her face in the pillow and let out a childish whine. He raised his eyebrows and listened to her muffled rant, his right hand slowly went to pat her head.
“Don’t act sweet with me, James Buchanan Barnes.” She lifted her head to glare at him and pushed his hand away like a five year old before burying her face back into the pillow, clearly putting 100% effort in her tantrum. He rested his chin on his hand, eyes watching her in amusement.
“You know I have to.”
“We’ve been together for YEARS!”
“WHICH IS WHY I HAVE TO BOOBY-TRAPPED YOUR PRESENTS.” He replied. “You do this every fucking year.”
“Ugh I hate you so much,” she said, slowly turning her head to face him. It took everything in him not to kiss her pouty lips. Yeah, that’s not happening, he rolled his eyes before kissing her on the lips.
“Come on, you baby. I’ll bake you some cookies.”
“Peanut butter and chocolate?” her eyes brightened.
“Yes.” He offered his hand, which she eagerly took. “Stop trying to open your present before Christmas, doll.”
* * *
Three days, four hours, and twenty minutes. It took her that much time before she attempted to open her presents in the middle of the night. Again. Bucky rubbed his eyes and stood in front of the couch. It was 1 A.M and she managed to wake him up with her incredibly creative string of curses and a loud clattering noise. He would’ve been impressed if he wasn’t this sleepy.
“You broke our christmas tree.” he slowly said. “You fucking climbed that plastic tree.”
She mumbled something incoherent and hugged her knees to her chest, lips curled into a sheepish smile as she stared at him.
“I had to. You put that weird alarm thing around my presents.”
“It’s a fucking plastic tree.” Bucky repeated. “You, an adult woman, climbed a fucking plastic tree. What? Did you expect it not to break or something, doll?” He finally looked at her. She was wearing his favorite shirt, hair messily tied into a ponytail and he knew she was going to sport a nasty bruise on her knees by the way she moved. He let out another huff when he noticed the tear on the side of the shirt.
“I don’t know how I could keep up with you,” he sighed, jogging back to the bedroom to grab the first aid kit.
“It hurts, Bucky.” Bucky rolled his eyes and gently dabbed the ointment on her bruising knees.
“I told you not to.”
“You said, ‘nice try, babe. You won’t be able to get past the booby trap’,” she pointed out, grinning when he shot her a glare.
“That means you won’t be able to get past it. It’s not a challenge.”
She shrugged her shoulders before leaning back to the couch. “Same thing.”
* * *
Bucky bit his lips and closed his eyes, his body shaking as he tried to hold back his laughter.
“I’M KILLING YOU FOR REAL THIS TIME, YOU LITTLE SHIT.”
“ONE DAY. IT TOOK YOU ONE DAY TO BREAK YOUR PROMISE.” He hollered back, jumping out of the bed just in time before she tackled him.
Sorry, I won’t be tagging anyone since this will come out everyday! :D