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Hey! This is my first short story, and I hope everyone likes it. No one requested it, but I decided to go ahead and write one anyways.

- Prompt: Bucky wears fuzzy socks and walks all over the carpet until he has enough static to shock Steve when he touches him. Sometimes if he’s really trying to annoy Steve, he’ll use his metal arm.

- Word Count: 435

- Warnings: Light cussing

Here you go!

The fuzzy, polka dotted socks that were in Steve’s drawer were calling to him. And he had decided to wear them around the apartment for the day, just to see what Steve would say when he saw them.

Bucky slipped the socks on one by one, his smile growing at the sensation he felt when he wiggles his toes. He stood up, looked in the mirror, and stifled and small chuckle.

Bucky always poked fun at Steve for his weird choice in attire, but this, this was a whole new level. The blue and white socks made this day all the more enjoyable.

He waltzed out of Steve’s bedroom, turning his head to look for the blonde soldier. When he found him, he continued his path to the living room where Steve was watching some boring movie on the television.

As Bucky rounded the couch, he set his non-metal hand on Steve’s shoulder.

“Ow! What the hell, Buck?” Steve turned his attention from the screen and to Bucky, whose smile widened at the realization of what had just happened.

“Sorry! I just wanted you to see the socks I found.” Bucky chuckled and lifted his left foot up to where Steve could see.

“Those are my socks, Buck. Why do you have them on?”

“They looked funny, and they were soft and fuzzy.”

“...and?”

“And nothing, I just wanted you to see how funny they look.” Bucky was lying, of course. His motive had changed from poking fun at Steve for the ridiculous socks to now shocking Steve whenever possible.

“Put them back, they’re mine.” Steve had an annoyed look on his face when he turned away to focus on the movie. He wasn’t in the mood for Bucky’s antics at the moment. He just wanted peace and quiet.

That wouldn’t last for long...

*3 hours later*

Steve’s had been sitting on the same couch for the past three hours and Bucky was tired of it.

Bucky still had the fuzzy socks on, wiggling his toes and smiling at the sensation he felt. An idea popped in his head, and he started giggling silently.

He started to rub his sock-covered feet on the carpet back and forth. This process went on for another minute or two until Bucky felt satisfied with himself and how he thought the result would be.

He silently made his way behind the couch and lifted his metal arm, pointer finger just inches away from Steve’s shoulder, inching closer and closer until...

“OW! FUCK! BUCKY I AM GOING TO END YOU.”

“Language!”

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Bland Marvel Headcanons

So, as my bio states, I will be taking requests to write short stories based on the Bland Marvel Headcanons or any headcanon you find that you would like to submit.

While I am not new to writing, I am new to:

1. Tumblr

2. Writing for specific requests

I will try my hardest to make everything satisfactory to your liking and make sure you enjoy what I’ve written for YOU.

Also, none of the head canons you submit will be my idea or creation. Credit will go to whoever created that headcanon, but not to my actual writing.

I hope you guys submit a ton of requests and enjoy whatever I post!

Thanks,

Grace 💕