#leeah is also hella tired and shit

[prettiestsupersoldier]

James

AN: I have no earthly idea where the hell this is going.

“Y/N you have to be my girlfriend this weekend!” Steve screams as he spots you seated in front of the library with a book in hand. You roll your eyes before closing the book. “Aren’t you already in a real relationship?”

“Yes but we aren’t in the ‘bring them home to meet the family’ stage yet and i’m honestly not sure we ever will be.”

“And why would I be doing this?”

“Because I’m your best friend and you love me and you don’t want to see a 24 year old 6’ foot tall man on his knees crying.” You did kind of wanna see a 6’ foot tall man on his knees crying that sounded amazing.

“What if I had plans?” The only plans you had for the weekend were to catch up on Netflix shows and stuff your face with as many pancakes as humanly possible, but that’s not the point and he didn’t need to know that.

“I’d say ‘But Y/N it’s a party and you can dress all fancy like I know you like plus it’s all on my parents dime and then, you’d pretend to think it over like you actually really do have plans that didn’t include way too much fast food, you’d agree, we’d hug and you’d go home and pack your bags already.” You give him the nastiest glare you can muster.

“Fine. I’ll go but only and I repeat only because I could use a break.”

“Y/N thank you… NOW GO PACK!”

“Yes pumpkin.” You wink at Steve from over your shoulder.

“Oh no. No pet names. Absolutely not.”

“But sugar muffin how will everyone know I’m yours if we don’t?” You reach forward to embrace him in a hug but he dodges quickly.

“I will cut you.” He says it with blankest expression you’d ever seen and you seriously considers asking Sam if he had done something like that before.

You leave Steve to go and pack your bag for 2 days. You stuff it full of as many things as possible since and you aren’t taking an airplane there’s no boundaries when it comes to packing. So you take advantage of this and bring your laptop and 2 of your game consoles which Steve complained profusely about (‘Two entire consoles really?’ ‘what if I need to play Mortal Kombat and Zelda Steve?’) and way too many clothes for only 2 days.

“So what’s our story? How’d we meet how long have we been dating?” You’re on the road up to Steve’s parents. You have about 2 more hours before you make it there so you decide it’s time to make a plan.

“We meet in our human studies class. I asked you to be my study partner and you fell madly in love with me because of my strikingly good looks and rippling abs. We’ve been together for a few months.”

“I hate us already we sound like a walking cliche. And why couldn’t you fall madly in love with me?! My sparkling eyes and wonderful personality,not to mention my beautiful face?”

“It doesn’t matter who feel madly in love but if you think of something better i’ll roll with it.” You stay quiet for a long while. “Exactly.” Steve says as he cruises you guys down the highway.

The rest of the car ride is spent talking about Steve’s actually girlfriend and how he isn’t sure if she’ll last or not.

“I mean I get it right people can prefer whatever the hell they want but like don’t be a cunt about it.”

“Steve,” you gasp as you clutch your hands to your chest, “you said a bad word!” 

“Cunts are cunts and need to be called out on their cuntiness. Enough about that what happened with you and that guy John?”

“James.” You sigh heavily. Beautiful freaking James.

“I told him I liked him he looked at me laughed and walked away.” You say it so matter of factually Steve almost slams on the break.

“What exactly do you mean he laughed? I’m gonna need more information.”

“He invented me out to a party a few towns away,” You can’t look at him you know he has a frown on his face and frustration in his eyes. So you turn and look out the window before you keep talking.

“And you went?!” Steve’s eyes go wide as he stares forward at the road.

“Yes, I had friends going I wasn’t alone mama bear. So we were really hitting it off, I thought at least, we went to sit on the balcony and I told him I was enjoying our time together and that I couldn’t wait for our next date. He looked at me and laughed. mumbled some nonsense and walked away. I was hurt, obviously, I grabbed my stuff and left. That is it.”

“What a dick. Well your fake boyfriend promises to hook up when we get back.”

The car fell into a comfortable silence after that. Both of in your own little worlds. Steve lost in the dullness of driving. You lost in thought about James and meeting Steve’s family.

“Steve, are you texting and driving? You’re just being so rebellious today.” You quip as the car cruises down the highway.

“It was only two texts and they were from my best friend. He’s having a major love life crisis and as best friend it is my sworn duty to help.”

“Your rebellious phase is over.”

When you finally arrive, you get out the car for a much needed stretch struggling with all of your bags as you coo over a the neighbors dog in the middle of the street. The door flies open the second Steve walks up to the porch. “Hello!“ a beautiful older woman yells as she rushes out of the door and over to Steve.

“How was the driver over?” She asks as a man that looks almost identical to Steve comes out to help with the bags.

“It was nice and quiet ma’.” He says finally pulling the last bag out of the car. You stand just out of the way of the small family reunion looking on at the exchange of hugs and kisses. But that is cut short when you’re pulled into a hug by Steve’s mom.

“It’s so lovely to finally meet you.” She was so tiny but she was squeezing you so tightly.

“It’s wonderful to meet you as well Mrs.Rogers.” 

“Ma’ please don’t embarrass me.” Steve said as he stood to one side of you watching as his ma’ squeezed the life out of you.

“Nonsense honey, I could never embarrass my big handsome man.” She had finally let go and you’d taken a huge breath of air.

“Ma! it’s like sometimes you don’t even hear the words coming out of your mouth.” 

“Watch your tongue Stevie. Oh you both should be hurrying inside to get cleaned up for dinner we gave a guest.” She said as she started to head inside the house.

“A guest?” Just meeting his parents was stressful enough and you two weren’t even dating.

“It’s probably just Bucky nobody special.” His dad said as he walked past the two of you.

“Bucky?” You asked more to Steve then to his parents.

“Stevie’s best friend.” His dad yells from the door way.

“The one that I was texting earlier.” Steve replies as he watches his dad disappear inside

“Oh love life guy.” You picked up as soon as his words started to die down.

“Is he cute?” You whisper to Steve when mom makes her way inside. Steve whips his head around at you think he might break his neck.

‘“What? Clearly I don’t know how to pick guys.” You say making your way inside the house as well.

When you and Steve had finally gotten showered and dressed for dinner, him insisting that you didn’t need to wear a dress and heels “But you promised Stevie!” “Stop calling me that! and i’ll settle for nice blouse and jeans!”, you were finally sitting at the dinner table with a plate full of homemade food. It looked delicious, you hadn’t had a good home cooked meal since you last visited your own home well over a year ago.

“We’re just waiting on our special guest and then we can dig in.” Mrs. Rogers announced

“I forgot the drinks, y/n can you help me?”

“Absolutely.” you stand up from your seat and give Steve a peck on the cheek for show and you can tell the instant you do it he hates it. You grab 5 glasses as his mom grabs the whine for the night. As you and his mom are making your way back in you here a shout assuming Bucky has arrived you make your way back.

Buck: I fucked up. Bad

Steve: How bad is bad?

Steve: Tell me when I get there I’m driving.

Buck: Really bad like I’ve ruined any and all chances I’ve had with this girl. You gotta help me out.

He doesn’t knock on the door he doesn’t need to this is his home away from home practically a son to the rogers himself. When he opens the door the living is bare and all he can do is look around at the familiar room. Remembering all the times he and Steve had played ball in the living room no matter how many times that had gotten yelled at by Mrs.Rogers.

“Buck.” Steve pulls him from his nostalgic thoughts holding his arms out wide.

“Steve.” Bucky can’t help but drag his longtime friend into a hug.

“Buck It’s been too long buddy.” It had been way too long and Bucky knows its neither of their faults but it still sucks.

“So tell me about this girl buck. I need all the details.”

“There are no details really I just got nervous and, shes perfect ya know? I just couldn’t believe she’d want to date me so I laughed and then…”

“I bet ma’ will have some good advice for you.” They’re making their back into the dining room the same time as you and Mrs. Rogers.

“Bucky its so nice to have you back.” Steves mom is smiling at him and all of his worries damn near melt away. He loved her like he loved his own mom.She was always there for him when he had troubles girl, school, work or anything in between. Then he takes notice of you and he can’t breath, can’t think straight. This has to be some kind of sick dream you aren’t here, you can’t be. But you are and god it hurts.

“Bucky this is, y/n Steve’s girlfriend.” Bucky? who the shit is Bucky? Your eyebrows furrow together in confusion and he stares at you with an open mouth. He tries to get his mouth to form words to say something. anything to you but he can’t he can only stutter out one reply.

“S-steve’s girlfriend?” He looks between you and Steve for any sign of falsehood but Steve isn’t paying attention and you wont look back at him.

“Y/n, This is Bucky, Steve’s best friend.” Steves dad says as he ushers the room to sit down so he can eat his dinner before it gets cold.

“Its nice to meet you Bucky.” You emphasize the name Bucky that you’d never heard him say before and watch as his face falls as he takes the seat closest to Mr.Rogers.

There is a million and seven things that go through your head when you see his face and you are sure he see’s every emotion that passes over yours. You can tell he wants to say something but your heart hurts too much to care about his dilemma at the moment.

You take your seat next to Steve again watching James/Bucky from the corner of your eyes and he is openly staring at.

You’re thankful Steve told you not to wear the dress you had planned on because then you wouldn’t have had your phone on you. You slide it out of your pocket under the table and hope its still on vibrate. You take one finale look up from your lap and over to Bucky who’s staring right at you with a look you can’t quiet put a finger on. You look away from his gaze and back at your lap and send a single text to Steve.

Y/N: That’s James.