I used to think
that red sunsets,
and colorful butterflies
were the most beautiful things in the whole world.
I met you.
and god, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I could look at you for the rest of my life
and wonder how can someone be so beautiful
and how lucky I am that you’re mine.
A/N: I missed writing Dean, so this happened :) Hope y’all enjoy! Let me know ^^
Five Years Old There is a new kid in your
kindergarten class. He’s quiet, has freckles all about his tiny face, and wide
green eyes. He stands next to the teacher as she introduces him to everyone and
you smile widely when you realize that the only open seat in the classroom is
the one next to you.
A new friend and you’re thrumming
with excitement as he takes his seat next to you.
Dear future girlfriend,
Lemme say I’m sorry in advance for all the times we will fight because it will probably be my fault. And I’m really sorry for all the chances you will give me to kiss you or hold your hand and I don’t. I’m kinda slow with that sorta thing so just grab my hand or grab my shirt and pull me toward you. I’m sorry for all the times I should say ‘babe you look BEAUTIFUL’ and dont. I just want you to know that its because your beauty has left me speechless.
Dear future girlfriend,
When I say that I love you I mean it. In that one phrase I will have given you my heart. So please don’t break it. I know its a little torn and missing but its not your fault.You’re not the first girl I have trusted with it. So I’m sorry if it takes time for me to open up to you. When I do I promise it will be worth the wait.
Dear future girlfriend,
I love you and will always love you. I would give you the moon if I could. I promise I will be faithful to you and only you. I will never look at another girl the way I look at you. You are my world and I will give you everything I have.
Dear future girlfriend,
I can’t wait for you to be mine
seokjin x reader •
smut, fluff •
words: 10,481 → summary: you and
Jin used to date, but things ended pretty quickly, realising that maybe you
guys weren’t meant to be. Over the past couple of months, he’s had to watch you
with another guy, knowing it wasn’t right. However, what can he do when he’s
stuck in a grey zone… he knows he too, isn’t right for you, but all he wants is
to hold you…? •
note. inspired by
grey zone, but I was listening to clairvoyant on repeat a lot too.
I hope this letter finds its way to you. I
know it’s a little weird and out of the blue, but I’m visiting Seoul and I saw
you. What are the chances? The one person that I was scared to run into and I
saw you in a restaurant with your girlfriend.
Request: hello, i love your writing btw. may i request a fluffy bucky x reader fic? maybe bucky’s hair is getting long so he and the reader spend time doing each others’ hair?
Requested By: Anonymous
Word Count: 1, 795
Warnings: Slight Swearing, Fluff
A/N: Hello, everyone! So sorry this is being posted so late for the anon that requested it. Also, thank you for your comment, anon! I’m also sorry if the ending sucks. Just so you know, (E/C) means “eye color.” If you would like to be added to my Tag List, just let me know. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Warm sunlight filtered in through the blinds on the window, casting a yellow haze across the room. It was a quiet Saturday morning, one where not even Steve was awake, training early in the morning. In all of the rooms in the compound, large and small, it was quiet. The only sound to break the peaceful silence was the occasional snore that sounded from behind closed doors, where resting Avengers peacefully slept. It was on this quiet Saturday morning where we found Bucky, shockingly asleep in his bed next to you. The peacefully sleeping man next to you was sprawled out on his stomach, hair splayed messily across his face and pillow alike. Every once in a while, soft snores emitted from Bucky, causing you to stir in your sleep. You awoke, blearily blinking the sleep from your eyes as you stretched. Sighing at the feeling of your limbs stretching out the sleep from within them, you lazily smiled as you looked at Bucky next to you, who continued to blow a piece of hair out of his face with every exhaled breath.
Sitting up in bed, you crossed your legs underneath you as you watched the sleeping form of Bucky. With every breath his chest moved slowly up and down, stretching and un-stretching the red henley that was clad to his form. Your eyes traveled down Bucky’s body, admiring how peacefully he slept. Bucky, noticing the absence of your warmth next to his body, sleepily reached out his hand, searching for your warmth. Metal hand touching your thigh, Bucky smiled in his sleep, happy to have found you. A smile began to grow on your face at the thought of Bucky wanting you close-by, even in sleep. The metal hand traveled up your thigh and wrapped around your waist before tugging you into his side. A small shriek escaped your lips as you were quickly dragged down next to Bucky. Shifting onto his side, Bucky laid his head on your stomach as his arms wrapped around your waist, trying to get as close to you as he could.
Smiling down at the man snuggled into your torso, your hands absentmindedly made their way to his chocolate brown locks. Brushing out the tangles in his hair that were created from sleep, you carded your fingers through his locks as he sighed out happily, still asleep. The gentle brushing through his hair soon turned into braiding as your fingers worked three strands of his hair around themselves. Quickly braiding and unbraiding his hair, your thoughts drifted off as you looked upon your sleeping Bucky.
Bucky, feeling the gentle tugs on his hair, slowly awoke from his peaceful sleep. Snuggling further into your stomach, Bucky breathed in your sweet scent.
“Doll,” Bucky’s raspy morning voice broke through the silence. “What are you doing?”
“Braiding your hair,” You hummed, pulling out the recently made braid. Picking up a section near his forehead, you began to French braid his hair.
Sighing at the feeling of you tugging on his hair, Bucky smiled to himself as you continued to braid his hair. Satisfied with the French braid produced, you grabbed the hair band from around your wrist and secured the braid at the nape of his neck.
Turning over onto his back, Bucky rested his head in your lap as you sat up. (E/C) eyes meeting his crystal blue ones, Bucky lazily smiled up at you.
“Morning, Beautiful,” Bucky mumbled, admiring the way that your hair fell so beautifully into your face.
“Morning, Handsome,” You replied, ducking your head down to meet Bucky’s. Lips meeting yours, Bucky happily sighed at the taste of your lips. He could just taste the strawberry-flavored chapstick that you applied the night before. Completely in a bliss, Bucky chased after your lips as you pulled away.
“Hey,” He said defiantly, pushing himself up into a sitting position. “I wasn’t quite finished with you yet.”
A smile erupting onto your face at his words, you shook your head in amusement as you leaned back in to press a lingering kiss onto Bucky’s lips.
“Much better,” Bucky breathed out as you pulled away. Legs crossing underneath him, Bucky’s hand reached out to cup your face. Resting your cheek on his palm, you looked at Bucky through your lashes as his metal hand tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.
“So beautiful,” He murmured, placing a soft kiss on your nose causing your face to scrunch up.
“Buck,” You laughed as you felt heat creep onto your cheeks. “Stop it.”
“What?” He chuckled, picking your hand up with his. “I can’t help it that you are so beautiful and that you do things to me.” With the last few words, he smirked at you suggestively as you felt a tidal wave of embarrassment hit you.
“Buck!” You shouted as you pushed against his chest. Falling back onto the bed laughing, Bucky pulled you along with him, causing you to fall onto his chest. Arms circling around your back, Bucky smiled up at you as you huffed out in embarrassment.
“You’re cute when you get flustered,” Bucky mused, catching your lips with his. Smiling into the kiss, Bucky’s arms loosened around you. Seeing this as your chance, you quickly sat up, breaking the kiss. Sitting on his hips, you straddle Bucky as he looks up at you.
“I could get used to this,” Bucky smirked, causing the embarrassment to rush back over you.
“Whatever, Barnes,” You joked, rolling your eyes at the man underneath you. Eyes glancing at the bedside clock, you decide that you need breakfast as your stomach growls. “C’mon, I need food.”
Shifting off of him, you felt the coldness of the hardwood floor hit your feet as you stood up. Groaning, Bucky realizes that he can’t stay in bed with you all day, no matter how much he wants to. Following you, Bucky gets up and makes his way to the connected bathroom where you already were brushing your teeth. Grabbing his own toothbrush, he put toothpaste on it and began brushing his teeth next to you. Smiling into the mirror at the sight of you two, Bucky’s eyes travel towards his hair where he sees exactly what you did for the first time.
“Wha-di-you-do?” Bucky mumbled as he continued to brush his teeth.
“Wha-?” You also mumbled, looking at Bucky through the mirror as you brushed your teeth. Eyes rolling at the two of you trying to converse while brushing your teeth, Bucky quickly spit out the remaining toothpaste.
“I said, ‘what did you do?’”
Spitting out your own toothpaste into the sink, you looked up at Bucky. “I French braided it. Why?”
“I like it,” Bucky said, admiring your work. Smirking at Bucky, you grabbed your phone that was resting on the counter and took a picture of the back of his head to show him. Eyes widening at the picture, he looked up at you.
“You did this?”
“Yeah. Pretty cool, right?”
“Yes,” Bucky said as he gently patted the braid. “Very cool. Will you teach me how to do this?”
“Really?” You mused as you walked out of the bathroom towards your dresser. Following suit, Bucky began to pull his clothes out of his dresser and started to get changed.
“Yeah. I want to learn. This looks a lot more secure than the usual bun I put it in for training,”
Pulling your shirt over your head, you nodded at Bucky. “Okay,” You laughed as you grabbed his hand. “Now c’mon. I’m hungry.”
Pulling him out of your shared bedroom, you made your way to the kitchen to find the rest of the Avengers already there. Sitting down at the table, you watched Bucky as he grabbed both of your favorite cereals. Feeling a swift kick to your leg, you looked up at Nat and glared at her.
‘Did you do that?’ She mouthed, pointing at Bucky’s braid. You nodded at her, causing her to smile. ‘I like it. But wait until Sam sees.’
And speaking of the devil, the sleepy soldier trudged into the room, followed by an even larger sleepy soldier. Sam glanced at Bucky before doing a double-take.
“Man, what the hell did you do to your hair?” Sam laughed out, motioning towards Bucky’s hair. This caused the rest of the team to look at Bucky, placing a smile on their lips.
“(Y/N) braided it,” Bucky shrugged as he sat down next to you. Setting your bowl of cereal before you, Bucky quickly pecked your cheek. “Why, jealous?”
“Why would I be jealous?” Sam asked as he took a seat next to Steve.
“Because you don’t have a beautiful girlfriend to do your hair for you,” Bucky mused as he kissed your forehead.
“Blagh,” Tony said, looking at the two of you. “Stop being all lovey-dovey. Makes me sick.”
“Leave em’ alone, Stark,” Steve cut in as he looked at the two of you. You were both in your own little world, oblivious to everyone else. You were trying to teach Bucky how to do a simple braid, using Nat for practice. “He’s happy, for once. That’s what’s important.”
Both rolling their eyes at Steve’s answer, Tony and Sam looked at Steve.
“It’s still gross,” Tony grumbled begrudgingly as he looked at the happy couple.
“Agreed,” Sam added.
“I did it!” Bucky gleefully shouted as he proudly displayed the braid that he created in Nat’s hair.
“Good job, Handsome,” You said with a smile, pecking his cheek.
“Couldn’t have done it without you, Beautiful,” He responded before pecking your lips.
“Geez!” Sam exclaimed as he pushed away from the counter. “A guy can’t even eat in here before these two start kissing all over each other!” And with that, Sam grabbed his toast and marched out of the room dramatically, causing the others to laugh.
“He’s totally jealous,” Clint laughed as he watched Sam exit.
“Totally,” You and Bucky added at the same time, causing the two of you to fall into a fit of laughter.
“They really are happy, huh?” Nat asked as she stood next to Steve, pulling the braids out of her hair as she watched the two of you laughing together.
“Yes,” Steve sighed out happily as he watched his best pal be with the girl he loved. “It’s about damn time, too.”
“LANGUAGE!” Tony shouted, pointing at Steve accusingly, causing another round of laughter to fall on the group. Eyes rolling at the comment, Steve just sat back as he watched his team all laughing and smiling. Even Sam had returned, taking a seat next to Bucky as he laughed and smiled with the couple. And he was right, Steve was. It was about damn time that all of them were happy.