《Escape - BuckyxReader》Chapter 5
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After a few rounds of cards, squabbling between the guys, and a few beers later everyone is either passed out or drunk. Natasha, being the only mostly sober one, helps Sam to the couch and Steve to his room. Meanwhile you help Bucky down the hallway and into your shared room.
"Heehee I think I'm a little drunkkkk." Bucky says while leaning on your shoulder.
"A little? Jesus how bad are you when your absolutely hammered?" You chuckle and drop him onto the bed.
"Comereeee!" He slurs and pulls your waist.
"Bucky no. You're drunk and I'm a little tipsy but no." You say trying to pull away.
"Come on everybody is asleep. I'll be gentle." He wraps his arms around you.
"Bucky stop. Natasha and Steve are still awake." You try to pull out of his grasp but he yanks you on top of him. "Bucky this is uncomfortable for me. Please don't."
He rolls his eyes and lets go of you. "You're no fun." He pouts and lays on his pillow.
"They are feisty when their drunk huh?" You say to Natasha as she helps Steve down the hall.
"Yeah. I'm use to it tho. Tony is a real pain in my ass, he's the worst of them all." She laughs softly.
"Wait how many people are in your team?" You ask as you lean on the door frame.
"Well theres Steve, Sam, Thor, Bruce, Tony, Clint, and well now you two of you decided to stay." She helps Steve onto his bed and he falls asleep immediately.
"Wow. You're the only female? Must be rough." You earn a chuckle from her.
"Yeah but they're all my friends so it make it easier." She walks past you and you follow her.
"So what do they all do?" You say trying to make conversation.
"Thor is basically a God, He can conjure lightning and stuff. Clint is basically my best friend, he's one of the best archers ever. Steve has his super strength and stuff. Sam has his wings that he can fly with and stuff. Tony has a flying suit that can blast shit up, and Bruce.. well he uhh.." she looks at you and sighs, "he had something happen during and experiment that caused him to go from the nerdy scientist he is, to big, green, angry." You look at her in disbelief.
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"Big green and angry.. that's the weirdest shit I've heard today. Also you have a GOD on your team! That's sick." You both laugh and she sits on the couch opposite of Sam who is now snoring. "You got banned to the couch huh? You could've made Steve sleep on it." She chuckles.
"It's okay. It beats the floor. You sleeping with Barnes?" She says casually.
"Figuratively not physically." You say.
"Ah.." she smiles and pulls a blanket up. "Well I'm gonna pass out if I stay up any longer. Goodnight y/n." She says softly.
"Goodnight Nat." You smile and go to the bathroom.
You stand in front of the mirror and look at your hair. You eye the shower and decide to take a quick one before going to bed. Soap lathers your body and hair and you quickly rinse off and step out of the shower. You curse when you forgot to grab some clothes from the room. You quickly wrap your hair in a towel and then put a towel around your body.
You take a step out of the bathroom and look around, making sure nobody was awake to see you. When no one is there you quickly run to the bedroom and open the door quietly. The floor creeks under your feet and you curse under your breath. When no movement is heard you go over to the dresser and quickly grab some clothes. The moonlight shining on your skin through the window creating a pale blue tint. You turn and see Bucky turn over.
"Please don't be awake please don't b-" You think to yourself but he cuts off your thoughts.
"Heeeyyyyyy." He says.
"Don't hey me." You grab some sweats and hurry off to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you.
You quickly slide into the clothes and pull the pants strings tighter. You exit the bathroom and go back to the room where you dreaded.
"Are you going to join me?" Bucky says, patting the bed next to him.
"I think I'll sleep on the floor." You say, beginning to unroll the sleeping bag.
You hear the bed covers move and feel Bucky's presence behind you. He immediately picks you up and you try to squirm away but he carries you to the bed and sets you down.
"I'll keep my hand to myself." He says.
"Don't you mean hands?" You say, rolling your eyes.
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"Hey sometimes the other one does what it wants." He chuckles and lays next to you. You turn away from him and lay on the far side of the bed. You feel the cool metal arm snake around you and feel him shift closer to you.
"Not gonna happen." You says
"Okay okay. But you can't stop me from cuddling you doll." He pulls your body to him and you feel his warmth on your back.
"Why are you shirtless?" You stare wide eyed into the darkness.
"More comfy that way." He groans and nuzzles his head into your neck. You feel his soft breath on your neck and you shudder, biting your lip. "Goodnight darlin."
"Did you just call me darlin I-"
He kisses your jaw softly and you stop talking and blush madly.
"Okay okay goodnight Buck." You say. You feel him smile into your neck. You smile softly and you both drift off to sleep.
*Bucky's POV*
My eyes open and I immediately shut the again, the blinding light from the window making my headache worse. I slowly open my eyes and look down.
'Why am I shirtless?' I think to myself. My arm is draped over y/n and she is still asleep.
I slowly move it off of her and sit up, holding my head. "Oh no." I feel myself becoming sick and quickly get up, running out of the room and to the toilet.
*Your POV*
You wake up when the bed suddenly jerks next to you and you hear Bucky mutter something before running out of the room.
"Bucky?" You groan softly and sit up. You push the covers away and begin out to search for the brunette.
Your ears hear someone heaving up fluids and you cringe.
"Someone is hungover." Nat laughs and walks up next to you. "Sam's still asleep, I was just about to check on Steve." You nod and she goes by you down the hall.
You knock softly on the bathroom door. "Bucky? You okay?" You ask softly. He groans from the other side and you hear the toilet flush.
The door opens to reveal a messy-haired Bucky. You giggle and cover your mouth at the sight.
"What.. the fuck happened last night?" He blinks slowly and rubs his eyes.
"Nat and I were the responsible ones and didn't drink as much as you three did." You laugh softly as he groans and walks toward the kitchen.
"I'll get Advil for everyone." You tell Nat as she returns with a very hungover Steve.
You go into the bathroom and rummage through the cabinet until you find it.
"Taa-daaa!" You say as you hold out the bottle. Bucky snatches it from you before Steve could and took a few pills and some water to wash it down. He goes and rinses his mouth out and you laugh softly.
"Uuuuhhhhhggggg." Sam groans from the couch. "What time is it?" He asks.
"Like 10am why?" You ask.
"Stark is coming at 1pm for us." He sighs and gets up.
"Wait.. we're leaving today!?" You question him as he walks by. He waves at you and gets some Advil. "Holy shit. We're leaving today! Hahaa!" You say triumphantly. Bucky smiles at your excitement and walks behind you.
"How bout' some breakfast doll?" He puts his hands around your middle.
"Ooo pancakes sound good right now." You try to walk to the fridge but he pulls you back. "Whatcha' doin Buck?" You look forward to avoid his gaze.
His hands hold your waist. You turn around and take a step backwards. He stares at you longingly.
"Y/n.." he takes your hands in his, "I want you to be mine." He rubs the back of your hand with his metal thumb.
"Are you still drunk or.. serious?" Your stomach fills with butterflies.
"I'm serious doll. Please be mine." He looks into your eyes and steps closer to you.
You feel a blush creep up your neck and your whole face gets red. You both lean closer to each other. You look to the left when you hear a muffled squeal from Nat.
She covers her mouth and tip toe jumps in one spot. "THIS IS SO CUTE." She whispers and runs into the living room.
You turn back to Bucky and his lips brush yours. You are shocked at first but melt into his touch. He holds the side of your face and presses his lips to yours again.
"I guess you're mine now." He smiles and looks into your eyes. You blush madly and nod softly. He smiles bigger and kisses your forehead. "So pancakes huh?"
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