This collection of one shots featuring Bucky Barnes will cover his character arc from the early years to Thunderbolts* and will occasionally include other MCU characters as well as original characters. There will also be AU one shots with Bucky in...
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Content warning: Use of profanity. In this Avengers AU Thanos didn't happen.
There were times when Bucky Barnes could be really irritating. Actually, it was most of the time. Living in the tower with him was like having the most irritating big brother / roommate / overbearing neighbour ever, trying to run your life. The worst moments were when he would say something just to get a rise out of me. He'd say it, then smirk, then the smile would get broader as he watched my reaction, then he would practically laugh when I'd call him on his bullshit. Those perfect teeth would be fully exposed, and I swear there would be a lens flare sparkle effect on them as his eyes crinkled in amusement. It was maddening.
He always had an opinion on everything, from TV shows, movies, favourite foods and especially with what I wore, and shared it whether I wanted to hear it or not.
"Sweetheart, you should wear that blue dress more often on your dates," he would say, or something similar to it. "It will make your eyes pop."
"You telling me what to wear, Barnes?" I would answer. "You practically live in your dark jeans and Henleys."
"That's because they're comfortable," he would reply, with a grin. "After what I went through in my life, I'm entitled to a little comfort in my old age, aren't I?"
"Eat shit," would be my response, except I never said it aloud as he was still a man of the 40s and would act all concerned at the language people used, which was rich coming from him, as he swore more than I did.
To be honest, I couldn't really call him out on his life because he was tortured for most of it, and technically he was a centenarian. But to watch him just grin, with that look he often had after saying something outrageous to me, knowing I was holding my tongue, brought out the worst in me. Of course, the other Avengers would say he obviously liked me because he was normally Mr. Silent and Grumpy with all of them.
"Take the smile," said Sam. "It's proof the man has a heart."
"But it bugs me," I explained. "Drives me up the wall."
"That's why he does it," smiled the winged man. "He obviously likes you and thinks you can handle it."
That was the real problem for me; I couldn't handle his attention, seemingly focused just on me. None of the others got as much scrutiny as I did. It didn't help that the man was insanely gorgeous, with that thick dark hair, intense blue eyes, a jawline and cheekbones that rivalled those of any Hollywood heartthrob, topped off by an incredible smile. Physically, he was the type of man that women drooled over; tall, broad shouldered, sculpted waist, an ass that filled out his jeans so well, and thighs that gave me all sorts of thoughts. Which was another reason why I did my best to ignore or insult him. You would think I would know that my tactics weren't working but the alternative to his attention was not getting it and that was unthinkable.
