Stucky (Mostly fluff)

Lil ol' apartment in Brooklyn

Steve's POV

I woke up and instantly got excited. Today is the day be and Bucky are moving to an Apartment near where we grew up! Bucky was up before me, and was putting everything in boxes. I soon joined him and soon enough all of our belongings we're being loaded up in a moving truck. Bucky got in our tiny car, I got in, and he drives to the apartment. Once we got all the boxes in, I noticed it was only 5:50 AM.... Not important. Bucky nibbled on a poptart before starting to unpack and set furniture up. I sat down and watched him. You see, we have an agreement if he unpacked, I would be the one to cook meals. It wasn't that I didn't want to help, more so Bucky looks really sexy opening boxes for some reason. One he got the kitchen set up, he threw me a stale poptart that I put in my pocket for later. For some reason, I wasn't that hungry. Bucky went to the bedroom to unpack when all the sudden, Thor burst into the apartment. He screamed: "BROTHER STEVE! HOW DID YOU NOT TELL ME YOU CHANGED YOUR LIVING SPACE?!?!?" Bucky got ran over to the living room and got a pistol out. I tried to calm them down, but to no avail. Eventually Thor left and Bucky was cursing and back to unpacking. I started on the poptart and thought of what I would cook for dinner tonight. Probably pasta. Pasta is great. Bucky ran out of the bedroom and to the bathroom to set up the curtains and such. Twenty minutes later, he ran to the living room, PICKED ME UP, DROPPED ME ON OUR BED, AND RAN BACK TO THE LIVING ROOM! Gotta admit, I didn't see that coming. I went on my phone and all my messages consisted of:

'Natasha: Steve

Steve

Steve

Steven

Steven Grant Rogers

Steeb'

'Tony: stEVE WHERE IS THE SOAP? that's expensive as hell and you know it.'

' Bruce: Help Tony's screaming about soap and Clint won't let me in the vents.'

I put down my phone and sighed. I should have expected that, or something like that. I ate the poptart Bucky gave me earlier before he slammed the door open and exclaimed: "I FINISHED! TAKE THAT VOICE IN MY HEAD THAT SAYS IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH!" I sighed a again. I always get concerned when Bucky says things like that, I just can't help it. "C'mere, Buck." I said, and then he jumped into bed, and I got under the covers as well. And we had an excellent cuddle session, in which both of us fell asleep many times. But the time it ended, I checked my watch, and it was 1:02 PM. I got out of bed and went over to the closet and quietly wondered why Bucky has a load of makeup on his side of the closet. I looked and saw Bucky fast asleep on the bed and couldn't help but smile. The poor guy never gets sleep. Then I heard a knock on the door.

Notes:

Spoopy! Wonder what who that could be... We'll see.

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