Prompt: "I don't like mine, too."
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His fingers touch the part of your body that you don't like and your muscles tense. You never quite showed it to him.
"You okay, [Y/n]?" Bucky asks.
You nod.
"Sure?"
Instead of letting words escape your lips, trying to explain yourself, you show Bucky your scars. Your eyes drop to the floor.
"I don't like them," you say quietly and even Bucky wouldn't have heard if he wasn't standing right in front of you.
Bucky's fingertips lift your chin up, coaxing your eyes to meet his. You're met with all the love he holds for you. Your eyes stayed connected with his as he kissed your scars, inch by inch, his lips gently covering your insecurities with sheer love.
"It's okay, doll," he smiles lightly and squeezed your hands gently in his. "I don't like mine too."
Bucky takes his shirt off and gestures to his left shoulder, in which you place soft kisses
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Bucky Barnes X Reader - Drabbles
FanfictionShort drabbles about Bucky Barnes. Some Sebastian Stan also. *Mature is for some chapter only and I let you know before*