Steve and Bucky Imagines

^*Broken Arm~Bucky*^

Bucky looks over at Steve.

"My apartment is too small." Steve shrugs.

Bucky looks at you.

You sigh with a shrug. "I guess."

Your House

"I'll go get him the pain medication and stuff." Steve says as you and Bucky walk towards your door.

"Can you get some pizza from Totonno's?" Bucky asks hopefully.

"Buck-"

"Please." He pouts his bottom lip out with his puppy dog eyes.

Steve just gives him a really look while you hold in an aww. Even if you've seen that look a thousand times, you cave into it 'cause it's just so cute.

"Here, I'll pay." You throw Steve your wallet making Bucky smile.

Living Room

"Thank you for letting me stay here, my nurse (Y/N)." Bucky teases as you put the plate of pizza on the table in front of him.

"I'm not your nurse." You sit down in the chair across from him.

"Well, Steve isn't here so." He shrugs.

Steve just dropped off all the stuff and said he had an job interview. You didn't stop him because he hasn't had a job since the beginning of the depression.

"I guess you're my nurse." He takes a bite out of the pizza.

"I'm just merely taking care of you till  you get bet-" You realize something. "yeah, I'm your nurse." You sigh.

"Yes!" He cheers with a mouth full of pizza. "Can we get you a nurse costume?" He smirks, trying to flirt with you like always.

"No."

That Night

"(Y/NNNNNNNNNN)!!!!" You hear a groggy voiced Bucky call from the living room. "(Y/N)!"

You groan while pulling your pillow over your head.

"(Y/NNNN)!!!!"He calls again.

"WHAT!" You yell back. "It's 1am!"

"My arm hurts!"

"Well who's fault is that?"

"(Y/N)." He whines.

"Coming!" You kick off the blankets.

*~*~*~*~*

"What Buck?" You groan as you walk into the living room.

"Can you get me some pain medication please?" He asks.

You sigh and make your way to the kitchen. You grab the medication and a glass of water.

"Here." You hand him the pills and set down the water on the couch-now bed (it's a pull out couch) side table.

"Thank you." He pops the pills and drinks the water.

"Do you need anything else?" You question putting your hands on your hips.

"Yes." He nods putting down the glass.

"What?"

"Can you sleep with me?" He asks.

"Excuse me?" You cock your head to the side.

"No, not like that." He shakes his head. "I mean actually sleep with me."

"Why?"

"Because your presences makes me feel better." He admits.

Thank god it's dark in here because your face is as bright as the pepperonis that were on the pizza the two of you ate earlier.

"After all these years, Bucky." You start as you walk to the other side of the bed. "We're finally in bed together."

"After all these years, huh?" He smirks as you slide into bed with him. "So, you admit you've been wanting to sleep with me?"

Your face drops.

I mean, you wouldn't mind it and you've had a crush on him for a while, but you're sure as hell not going to admit that!

"Shhh." You shush and roll onto your side facing away from him. "Go to bed."

You hear Bucky laugh as he sinks down in his spot.

"Come on, admit it." He pushes.

"Don't make me break your other arm, James."

"James, huh? You don't know what you do to me when you call me that name, (L/N)." He sighs in delight.

The room goes silent for a bit.

You roll on your other side and snuggle up to Bucky, putting your head on his chest and arm around his torso as bests you can.

"You don't know what you do to me, Barnes." You say as he wraps his uninjured arm around you.