“You’re my Disney princess.”
“You’re My Disney Princess.”
*au’s will be from random places online and @/auseverywhere :))
pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
au: All Person B has ever wanted to be ever was a Disney royal (cue cheesy ‘you’re my prince/ss’)
*song you (reader) sing in the shower: strip that down by Liam Payne.
A couple days had passed since you watched Tangled with Bucky and Wanda. You were working out in the gym by yourself when you saw Steve walk in. Not paying any attention, you continued jogging on the machine. You kept catching Steve glancing at you while you jogged, and you stopped the machine, pulling out your headphones. “What’s up, Rogers?” You asked, panting a little from running. “Nothin.” He shrugged. It felt like the longest awkward silence of your life. You were about to put your earbud back in when he decided to speak up. “How are you and Buck?” He asked.
Your heart fluttered and your stomach got butterflies at the very mention of his name. Buck. Bucky. James. All his names gave you a fluttery feeling you had a love-hate relationship with. You shrugged. “I-I um.. I don’t know, we’re good, I guess?” You replied. “You guess?” He chuckled. “I don’t know, Rogers!” You retorted, cheeks now pink. He chuckled at your flustered-ness. “He likes you, ya know.” He commented. You blushed. Your cheeks felt like they were on fire. “Sure, Rogers.” You replied, starting to put your headphones back in. “He really does.” He said. You put your headphones in, starting your music and starting the machine again. “Yep. Totally believe you.”
You finished, heading upstairs to your room to shower. You saw Bucky watching tv, and he looked at you, smiling. You blushed, kinda doing that speed jogging thing up the stairs. You entered your room, kicking off your shoes. ‘Did he actually smiled at me?!’ You thought. 'I look like a hot mess, literally! Oh my god!’ You mentally slapped yourself, grabbing your phone. You turned on a new song you got into recently, and got in the shower.
He headed upstairs, when he heard the sound of water coming from your room. And, singing? He felt like he was being a creeper, but your door was kinda open. “You know, I love it, when the music’s loud, But c'mon, strip that down for me, baby.” Your voice came from outside the bathroom door. He chuckled, leaning on the door as he listened. She’s not bad. He thought to himself. He was snapped out his thoughts when Steve popped up behind him. “Whatcha doin, Buck?” He asked, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. “Shit, Steve, you scared me.” He cursed. Steve chuckled. “Get lost on your way to your room? Cuz this is y/n’s room.” Steve said, smirking. Bucky blushed. “N-nothing, I-I’ll just,” he motioned with his thumb, “just go now.”
You came out of the shower, humming as you got dressed, putting on some comfy, grey pajamas shorts with a red long sleeve and some fuzzy socks. You checked your phone, seeing a text.
Come downstairs. -B.
You looked at the message, confused. You threw your hair up in a messy bun, walking downstairs with a blanket around your shoulders. You walked downstairs, seeing a giant blanket on the couch, your favorite soda and candy laid out on the table. You walked downstairs, mouth formed in a tiny “o”. A Disney movie was playing on the tv. “How’d you? You did? All this?” You asked, walking up to him. He grinned, his hands shoved in the front pockets of his sweats. “I did. With some help from Steve. And Wanda, of course.” You smiled. “You even put on The Little Mermaid.” He grinned. You sat down, and he sat down next to you.
JARVIS started the movie, and you rested your head on Bucky’s chest. You felt him wrap an arm around you, as the movie continued. The part when Ariel met Eric came up, and you sat up a little bit with excitement. “I love this part.” You smiled. He grinned at your excitement. They were in the boat, as kiss the girl started. You hummed, as Bucky watched you. Your excitement was so pure and full of happiness, and he loved that what he did was making you happy.
The ending came quicker than you thought, and Ariel was getting married. You smiled. You loved how Ariel would’ve done anything for Eric. Yes, it was cheesy and dumb at times. But, they loved each other. “I wish I was a princess.” You sighed dreamily. “Your my princess.” He whispered.
“W-what?” You said, looking at him. “You… wanna go out with me? Maybe?” He asked, a gentle smile on his face. His blue eyes were a little brighter than before, more excited.
“Of course I would.”