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spidrmanz · 8 years ago

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A/N: thank u for requestin this i love it sm omg and that is a very valid dream i hope i did it justice. Also the ending is so weird i kinda hate it im so sorry but like,, idk i hope its alright i (spoiler) didn’t make yall kiss i thought it wouldve been too weird and rushed.

Word Count: 4,000 (yikes sorry)

“HI, I LOVE YOUR BLOG. I would like to make a request. Bucky x reader where the reader is the new computer engineer for Tony and she lives in the Stark Tower. Weeks later, she has a secret crush on Bucky, but she was afraid to even talk to him because she is very shy and has a lot of insecurities, especially with her body. But all ends well. FLUFF EVERYWHERE PLEASE. I know it's very specific, and a little silly, but it's like my dream.”

Warnings: a teeny but of cursing and body image issues (nothing major)

“Welcome to the team!” Mr. Stark stood in front of you, gesturing to the huge laboratory before you.

“Thank you,” you said, intimidated by the man, the legend himself.

When you graduated MIT three months ago, you never expected this. This was obviously your dream job, it was everybody’s, working for Tony Stark. So, of course, when you were approached by a Ms. Pepper Potts, you were ecstatic. You immediately accepted the offer, coming in for an interview a mere four days later. The questions were boring and had little relevance to the job. Tony knew he wanted you to work for him, there was only an interview in the first place as a formality.

Once he told you that you got the job, he offered to let you live with him (and the rest of the Avengers) in Stark Tower. You talked to your parents about it and agreed it would be easiest. Once you told Tony you would take him up on that offer, he was overjoyed. He had you moved in within three days. And this is where you were now. The tour.

He showed you around the whole building, even the rooms that you knew you wouldn’t use, like the training gyms. You made a point to ask about what you would be considered and he assured that you would be, in no way, responsible for the Avengers nor a part of it. You had no interest in being a superhero nor did you possess the skills. You were happy and comfortable in a more technological setting, like his lab.

His lab was by far the most impressive and most appealing place in the entire building. You were enthralled by everything, but it was almost nothing compared to the lab. You hit it off with Dr. Banner immediately, still starstruck, you admired him and read close to all of his papers when you were in school. He promised to meet with you once you got comfortable to discuss his stance on molecular fission, which made your entire month.

It was easy getting along with Dr. Banner, as you had a lot in common with him. Tony was also easy. It was the other team members you were worried about. It wasn’t like you could avoid them, you lived in the same building and were bound to run into them sometimes, and of everybody that worked at Stark Tower, you would be the one who worked the closest with him, save for the Avengers.

When it came time to meet the rest of the team, your heart was beating a million miles per hour and your palms were sweaty. You had heard stories about them and all their heroicness but never in a million years had you dreamt of meeting them.

Tony arranged a small, informal party, much to your request. You wanted nothing big or extravagant so this small social was more than enough for you. You wore a simple black dress that fell to about your mid thigh and nude heels. You hair was nothing fancy, just a bit of curl at the end. You hoped you weren’t too overdressed. You also hoped the dress flattered you, not wanting to look bad.

You stepped in the elevator, holding the door for Dr. Banner who entered behind you. He was in a button up shirt and khaki pants, he complimented your dress and assured that you were dressed perfectly. You walked into the living room together, him immediately going to the bar to get you a much needed drink, just to calm your nerves. He handed you the mixed drink and you thanked him. He nodded and walked off towards the center of the group.

“Hello, (Y/N).” Tony came up behind you.

You turned. “Hello Mr. Stark.” You took a sip of your drink.

“Ready?” He asked.

“As I’ll ever be,” he knew about your hesitation to meet the team and he understood the whole anxiety thing. It was one of the many things you two bonded over.

He gently took your hand and led you to the group. Once you reached the outside of the circle, he cleared his throat.

“May I have all of the attention, on me, please.” He smiled cheekily, his hand still holding yours. Everybody turned to look, a smile blooming on their lips once they saw you. “This is (Y/N) (Y/L/N). A new member to Team Stark and she’ll be working closely with us so… be nice.”

Everybody immediately started saying their greetings and ushering you into the group. You were sat comfortably in between Natasha and Wanda, who were making sure everybody was being nice and behaving themselves.

The fascination only lasted a couple minutes before everybody got bored of Nat and Wanda hogging you so the group slowly dissolved into them doing their own thing, talking at the bar, playing pool, socializing.

“I’m really intrigued by your powers, Wanda. I always have been.” You were making small talk with the Sokovian.

“Thank you, darling. What is it that you’re working with Tony for?” She asked.

“I’m a computer engineer. I’m currently helping him with designing a new AI.” You shrugged, knowing she probably wouldn’t be interested in hearing a twenty minute speech about exactly what you do.

“Interesting.”

“Excuse me, Ms. (Y/L/N), may I borrow Wanda for a few?” Vision approached the two of you.

“O-of course.” You were a bit star struck, you marveled his powers and his abilities. You’d love to be able to study him one day.

“Thank you.” He smiled and whisked Wanda away towards the middle of the room.

You sighed and went to take a sip of your drink, not realizing there wasn’t any left. You chuckled softly at yourself, hoping nobody saw you. You stood, hoping to not bring attention to yourself, and walked to the bar.

“I saw you were out.” You heard a voice behind you.

“Uh, yeah. Do we serve ourselves?” You turned and were met with Tony.

“I’ll get it. What were you drinking?” He took your glass and walked behind the counter.

“Um, I don’t really know. It was red.” You silently cursed yourself for not knowing your drink. Now you look stupid.

“That’s okay. I’ll make you the famous “Tony Stark”.”

“A superhero and a bartender, how diverse.” You teased, thanking your lucky stars you were sounding so smooth. It must be the alcohol.

“What can I say, I’m a man of many talents.” He slid the drink in front of you.

You took a sip and felt the alcohol run down your throat. “One hell of a bartender.”

“Are you having fun tonight?” He asked, leaning against the counter.

“It’s alright. I haven’t really talked to many people. I had a small conversation with Natasha and Wanda but they’re with Clint and Vision now.” You shrugged, not bothered in the least about it.

“Is there anyone you want to talk to?” He asked, a small smirk gracing his lips.

You turned and surveyed the room. You were obviously interested in everybody but your eyes stopped when they landed on Bucky Barnes. Bucky Barnes was attractive, but he was also obviously way out of your league. Especially when he’s so fit and you’re… not.

“Not specifically.” You turned back to him.

“You sure?” He asked, knowing you were lying.

You just smiled.

“Good morning, Wanda.” You greeted the girl as you entered the kitchen that she was sat at the table in.

“Good morning.”

You and Wanda had grown closer over the past few weeks that you had been working here, it turns out that you two have quite a bit in common and she was very understanding of your awkwardness around new people. Because of this, you indirectly became closer with Vision. You wouldn’t intentionally hang out with just him but you were significantly more comfortable around him than your first meeting.

“What are you doing today?” You asked, pouring yourself a cup of coffee.

“Going out with Vision for lunch, then we’re going to an art museum.” She gave you a small smile, knowing you were going to ask if she wanted to do something.

“Sounds fun.” You ignored the sympathetic look she gave you.

You hated when people felt bad for you in situations like this, it’s embarrassing and unnecessary.

“I think you would get along with Bucky, you should talk to him,” she suggested and you snorted.

“Talk to Bucky Barnes? Sure, Wanda,” you joked, like you would ever talk to Bucky, pfft.

“It’s true. He’s actually a good person, and he’s cute.” She winked.

“Hey! Stay out of my head!” You said, a humorous tone in your voice.

“I never said anything about you, (Y/N).”

Your face immediately flushed.

“I don’t need to read your mind to know you like him.”

“I just think he’s cute. I don’t really know him, I don’t know anything about him so I technically don’t like like him.”

“I also don’t have to read minds to know you’re lying. Just admit it, you like him. I won’t tell anyone.” She held up her right hand.

“Oh, what is this we’re talking about?” Tony walked into the kitchen.

“(Y/N) has a crush on somebody.” Wanda blurted out.

“Wanda!” You groaned.

“Barnes?” Tony just looked at you.

You nodded, face hotter than the coffee in your cup.

“Yeah, I knew it.”

“How?” Jeez, did he read minds too?

“You talk to yourself when you’re frustrated.” He suppressed a chuckle at your flustered face.

“I’m sure Cap has gotten in some good words for you, I think he knows you like him,” Tony said and Wanda made a noise of agreement.

“Wait a minute, you told Steve?” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows.

“No, but it’s not that hard to figure it out.” He shrugged and Wanda agreed again.

“I hate you guys.” You shook your head, giving them a smile as you left the kitchen.

You decided to go to the lab and get a head start on your work even though you didn’t technically start working for another hour. You were in no rush so you were walking slowly, not really paying attention to much around you.

“Good morning, (Y/N).”

“Good morn-ing.” Your voice faltered when you looked up and saw Bucky.

“Where are you headed?” He asked, looking in the direction you were headed.

Oh shit, you were gonna have to say actual words. “The lab.” Your mouth felt as if it were filled with cotton.

“Oh. See you around?” He asked and you just nodded. He gave you a smile that made your knees weak and walked in the opposite direction.

You bit your lip, still standing in the same spot. You shook off your nerves and finished the walk to the lab.

Once you got to the lab, Dr. Banner greeted you.

“Good morning,” you said absentmindedly.

“What’s up?” He asked.

“Nothing.” You shrugged.

“You sure? I saw Barnes walking past the lab, you didn’t talk to him?” He smirked.

You narrowed your eyes at him. “I did… Why?”

“No reason,” he said casually.

“Sure,” you replied.

“(Y/N), it’s late. Think about actually going to bed tonight?” Bruce said as he cleaned up his work station.

“Ha ha.” You rolled your eyes. “I’ll just finish up this report and get some food then I’ll sleep. I promise,” you added once he gave you a dad look.

“Alright. Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“Night, Banner.” You waved as he closed the door behind him.

It only took you about twenty five minutes to finish the report and send it to Tony’s work email. You saw it was 11:30 and decided to warm up some left overs. You made sure to lock up the lab and rode down to the 2nd floor where the kitchen was.

Once you got to the kitchen, you opened the fridge and spotted a container of leftover macaroni and cheese. You happily took it out and popped it into the microwave. You sat at the island in the middle of the kitchen and waited for it to beep. Once it did, you stood and opened it. You started to pull it out and froze when you heard something behind you.

You slowly turned and grabbed your chest when you realized it was only Bucky.

“Holy shit, Barnes!” You exclaimed. “You nearly made me pee myself,” you said, your heart still racing.

“Sorry ‘bout that darlin.” He gave you a small smirk. “Didn’t mean to.”

“It’s fine,” you said quietly. You bit your lip at the nickname, trying not to melt then and there.

You pulled the container out of the microwave and set it on the island counter.

“Would you like some?” You asked, pulling the silverware drawer open.

“Ummm, sure.” He shrugged.

You grabbed two forks and set one in front of him. You sat at one of the stools and he sat across from you. You both picked up your forks and dug into the pasta. You both went for the same piece and it ended up on his fork.

“Hey.” You pouted. “I wanted that piece.” You scraped your fork against his and he moved it out of the way.

“Shouldn’t have been so slow.” He teased, giving you yet another butterfly-inducing smirk.

You stuck your tongue out at him and he laughed at your childish behavior.

“Here.” He offered you his fork.

You squinted at him and took the fork gingerly from his hands. You took the pasta in your mouth and sighed when it reached your taste buds.

“Thanks,” you said shyly, handing the fork back to him.

He dipped it back into the container and pulled out some more pieces. He put the fork in his mouth and you were momentarily glued to his actions. The way his lips wrapped around it and his tongue poked out to get all the cheese.

You snapped out of the temporary trance and grabbed some macaroni on your fork.

“So, what are you doing up so late?” Bucky asked, making conversation.

“I was finishing up a lab report for Tony. Also, I’m still kinda used to working late nights from college,” you explained and he nodded. “What about you?”

“Couldn’t sleep.” He shrugged.

“Oh… sorry.” You didn’t know what to say.

“It’s fine.” He sighed, giving you a tired smile.

You continued eating in silence for a while until the container was empty.

“I just ate so much macaroni…” You trailed off. You kept your thoughts to yourself as you didn’t want to burden Bucky with your negative thoughts of yourself.

“Me too.” He laughed but you weren’t sure if he understood your implications.

“I should probably go to bed… I told Bruce I would actually sleep tonight.” You let out a chuckle and Bucky nodded.

You both walked in a comfortable silence to the elevator and rode it up to the level Bucky’s room was on, as his was on a lower level than yours was. He stepped out but hesitated. He turned around.

“Wanna watch a movie in my room?”

Your stomach jumped into your throat.

“Sure.” You smiled, hoping your exterior didn’t match how nervous you were on the inside.

You stepped out of the elevator and followed him to his room. When you got there, you glanced around it. It was fairly similar to yours, it was a bit bigger and had a slightly different setup.

He had his own bathroom, same as you, a king sized bed with white bed sheets against the off-white painted wall, in front of a big window with black curtains that went all the way to the floor. He had a plain wood dresser and bookshelf which held a couple shelves worth of books. There wasn’t any art on the walls or personal belongings on any shelf on the wall. It was… boring compared to Bucky.

“So,” he said, “what should we watch?” He asked.

“Umm. We could watch an X-Men movie? Those are always good,” you offered.

“I’ve never seen them,” he said and you gasped.

“Okay, we definitely have to watch them. Let’s start with the first one. They’re amazing,” you gushed and he just nodded along.

“I think we have the DVDs in the common room on this floor. Should we go get them?” You asked quieter, now a little embarrassed that you had gotten so excited.

“Yeah, let’s go.” He subtly reached for your hand and you very slightly pulled away when his finger brushed yours but he grabbed it anyways.

You both walked into the TV room and leaned in front of the cabinet. Your eyes scanned the shelf and spotted the first movie. You slid it out and wiggled it in front of him.

“It’s so good.”

“I’m excited.” He grinned and the two of you walked back to his room.

You slid the DVD into the player (Bucky insisted you do it as he still didn’t know how it worked), pushed play and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Y- uh, you can like get under the blanket,” Bucky said then quickly added, “if you want.”

“Uh, thanks,” you said softly, sliding next to him.

You heard the opening music and Charles’ opening lines and remained still. You didn’t want to take up too much room and you certainly didn’t want to bother him by touching him or anything. You were also nervous as hell. You could feel your hands and legs trembling slightly, your heart beating a hundred miles a minute. You bit your lip and kept your attention forward, on the young Erik Lehnsherr.

Up until about halfway through the movie, the air between you and Bucky was tense, stale. You had wanted to say something multiple times but got too scared and decided not to.

Bucky had noticed your hesitation and felt bad, he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable but he desperately wanted to hold your hand, or brush your legs together, anything. He got an idea.

“I’m gonna go get a water bottle, want one?” He asked, sliding out of the bed.

“Umm, sure.” You shrugged. “I’ll pause the movie.”

He nodded his thanks and left the room.

You sat, thinking this was the perfect time to maybe get a little more comfortable in the bed so when he come back you’ll be a little bit closer. You snuggled back into the fluffy white pillow and pulled the blanket a little further up so it covered your stomach. Good, you thought.

Bucky returned within a couple of minutes and before he sat down, he held out his left arm with a water bottle and before you could reach for it, pulled it back with a muttered “sorry” and replaced it with his right hand.

You furrowed your eyebrows and reached for the one in his left hand. You slowly took it, still sort of confused.

“I didn’t know if this bothered you.” He lifted his left arm vaguely but you shook your head.

“Not at all,” you responded softly.

He nodded and climbed back into the bed. This time, you felt that he was closer to you as you could feel his body heat and his right leg gently pressed against your left. You took a sip of your water, your throat dry all of a sudden.

It was quiet in the room for a moment, just the two of you listening to each others breathing before you reached for the controller.

“Sorry,” you said nervously and moved to push the button.

“Wait.” Bucky took the controller from your hand and moved to face you. “I-” He interrupted himself by accidentally knocking your water bottle from your hands and gasped as it spilled all down the front of your shirt.

“Oh my,” You set the water bottle down, shocked at how cold the water was.

“Ah, shit. I’m so sorry. Here, I-” He got up and moved to his dresser. He pulled out a dark blue t-shirt with some design you didn’t really recognize and held it out.

“Um, I have a towel in the bathroom under the sink you can change into this shirt. I’m sorry, I’m such a klutz.” He shook his head as you got up and gratefully took the shirt.

“It’s fine, really.” You smiled at him as you walked through the bathroom door and closed it.

You looked under his sink, assuming that’s where the towels would be and pulled a fluffy white one out. You took your shirt off, sure to avoid looking in the mirror and pressed the towel against you, soaking up all the spilled water. You slipped into his t-shirt and then turned to the mirror. It fit you nicely, it wasn’t too big and baggy. Though, maybe he would’ve liked it to be super big, maybe it would look good on somebody else. You shook the thoughts from your head, not wanting to upset yourself right now.

You balled up your other shirt and the towel and opened the door.

“‘You can toss those in the corner over there. I’ll wash your shirt and give it back to you tomorrow.” Bucky surprised you as he was just outside the door.

“Uh, thanks.” You tossed them on top of the pile of other clothes and stood still.

You and Bucky were only inches apart, neither of you moving.

“What I was going to say earlier was-” he reached for your hand with his metal one and intertwined your fingers- “and please, tell me if I’m overstepping boundaries or making you uncomfortable, but I think you’re an amazing person and you are incredibly beautiful and fuck you look good in my shirt.” He bit his lip out of nerves.

“I-” your throat felt like the driest desert and you didn’t know how to respond. Obviously this is something you wanted to hear, you were attracted to him and he was returning the feelings but how does somebody even respond to this?!

“Oh my, you don’t feel the same and I probably just totally ruined what friendship we had going and I-”

“Bucky.” You interrupted him. “Stop. I do feel the same way I’m just not good with words, I don’t know. I’ve wanted to get to know you since that one night Stark threw that party for me. I’ve just been too nervous.”

“Nervous?” He asked.

“Look at you! You’re attractive and you’re a superhero and you’re fit and I’m none of those things.”

“Well, I’d hardly say I’m a superhero but who cares about being fit? You’re amazing exactly the way you are and honestly, I wouldn’t change a thing about you or your appearance.” He said in all seriousness.

He brought you into his chest, tightening you in a warm embrace which you gladly accepted. He felt you relax in his arms, almost as if you were sighing away your worries and couldn’t stop the smile on his face.

You pulled back and he looked you in the eyes.

“Thank you, Bucky. I really appreciate that.” You said, a little embarrassed you brought your insecurities up.

“Of course, darling. Never be embarrassed to talk about things that concern you or things you’re sad about. Especially around me, hell I talk about embarrassing things all the time but I have no shame. You gotta be comfortable with yourself.”

“I’ll work on that.” You smiled, happy he wasn’t making fun of you for being embarrassed.

“Hopefully not right now because I kinda wanna finish this movie. I’m invested.” He smirked at you and you nodded.

“Oh, definitely we’re finishing it.” You grinned and plopped yourself into the bed.

He followed, pulling the blanket high on your bodies and pushed play on the remote. He wrapped his arm around you as he pulled you closer into his side. Your eyes remained on the movie but rested your head on his shoulder, grateful for the whole night.

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