Autumn, Your Favorite Month
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Summary: Reader is excited about the first day of Autumn and expresses it to Bucky
Warnings: Fluffy asf, some innuendos
A/N: Because I feel happy atm and because who isn’t excited for Autumn?
“James Buchanan Barnes.”
You said in a monotone voice. Walking down the stairs into the tower’s kitchen wearing your favorite dark purple knit sweater and fuzzy black socks, you met Bucky with a straight face as he chewed on his morning breakfast.
He set his spoon down into the bowl he had in his hand, slowly looking up at you in worry. “Something wrong, doll?” He asked, placing the discarded items in the sink.
“We need to talk.” You said as you walked up to him, now directly in front of him. Bucky’s eyes widened.
“Shit..” He began. “Did I do something wrong? Are you not happy? Dammit did those recruits mess with you again? Did I not do the laundry - I swear I put our loads in yesterday before Clint did..” He began to ramble, thinking about some errands he forgot to do in the past as he felt guilt rush over him. You couldn’t keep a straight face any longer. A smile cracked onto your lips as you began to laugh. He was clearly confused.
You spun around, gripping the sleeves of your sweater as you looked outside of the glass walls of the tower, seeing the rain pour down onto the Manhattan view of New York. “Oh, Bucky Barnes..” You sighed out.
He stopped you from dancing, gripping your waist with both of his arms at your hips as he stared down at you in confusion. “Are you alright?” He whispered.
“Do you know what day it is?” You asked him, fixing the collar of his grey shirt.
He shook his head. “October second…” He whispered to himself. Bucky looked up at the tall ceiling, beginning to think of what day it was today, and why you were acting all strange. He began to think that you were on your monthly cycle, but remembered that you recently finished. Anniversary? “No it can’t be… We got together in the month of April..”
“No, silly!” You said, shimmering out of his grasp. You grabbed his phone from the island and clicked the calendar app. “It’s Autumn!” You said, showing him the screen.
Bucky squinted at the date. “Okay, and?” He asked, leaning back against the table.
You quickly sighed and clicked the weather app. “Look at the weather.” You said. The current weather now was 66 degrees and cloudy, revealing a raincloud for Tuesday.
“(Y/N).. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He laughed. Your smile dropped.
“It’s Autumn, Buck! My favorite season of all, besides Winter, of course.” You winked and held his shoulders. “It’s finally fucking cold which means more cuddling, pumpkins, hot chocolate…Using Tony’s fireplace that we haven’t used in years - oh my god!” You squealed, smiling like an idiot.
“Ohh..Oh yeah!” He said, pulling you closer. He ducked you under his arm as he led the two of you into the common room and sat down on the couches. “Autumn. Your favorite month. I forgot that you always loved the cold. I should’ve known since you’re wearing my sweater that you bought for me to wear so you could steal it a week after..” He laughed, shaking his head.
“It’s a nice sweater, babe.” You said, leaning your head onto his chest. You sighed in contentment. Being embraced in the arms of your boyfriend made you the happiest woman alive, and getting to spend the years with him made you smile even more.
“Does this mean that you’re going to plan random outings again?” He mumbled in your hair as he buried his nose in it.
“Probably with your help. We’ll have pumpkin flavored everything. It’ll make you sick.” You smiled.
“As long as I get to spend it with you.” He said. He smiled as you lifted your head up. “So, since we’re both free this week, what do you have planned?”
“I didn’t really have anything planned for this week so I don’t know.” You shrugged. You thought about the things you and your boyfriend could do during the week, already planning the whole three months left ahead of time. “Dunno. We’ll think about it the day of. Right now, I’m really needy and I want you so..” You smiled as you put both of your legs on the sides of his waist.
“Your different moods drive me crazy, doll.” He laughed. He put his hands on your hips as he placed a small kiss to your lips. “We’ll be able to do it under the covers now, just how you like it since it’s cold.” Bucky winked and smiled at your reaction.
You pulled back from the kiss and stared at him with your mouth open. You lightly smacked his chest which caused him to laugh even more. “Eww, Buck!” You groaned in disgust. “You know I hate when we do that. It gets all sticky and moist and ugh.” You cringed and got off his lap to sit next to him again.
“Sticky like the insides of pumpkins? Or..” He questioned. You looked at him and quickly got off the couch.
“I hate you.” You said, walking backwards to still face the soldier in front of you. “Ruined the moment, jackass.” You joked as you pouted.
Bucky sat on the couch still, watching as you walked up the stairs to go to the lab. “Aw, c’mon, doll. You love me.” He smirked.
“I love you..” You mumbled.
“Can’t wait to spend the Fall with you!” He yelled.
“You better be!“