#she gives me butterflies and she thinks I'm funny and sweet and she feels secure around me

[runthepockets]

I love that Jesse starts off Breaking Bad listening to knucklehead tough guy Rap and Nu Metal but as soon as he gets a gf he starts listening to R&B and Raggae. That's really what it's like.

[alessabriel]

Moments like those were unique with characters from tokyo revengers.

I'm really loving the Tokyo Revengers manga and I couldn't help but write about some characters, when I go later in the manga I will write about even more characters and I hoped to get it right. Take good care of yourselves, drink water and eat well, it is important to.

Anyway Byebye ✨

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➡️Draken | Ken Ryuuguuji

The sun filtered through the window with lilac curtains giving the room a slight glow illuminating the scene within it; a tall young man with blond hair sat on the floor on the black carpet with a noticeably smaller girl behind him.

There was no one else with whom he could let his guard down like this.

Draken despite the cold shower, knowing that he has rested well and that he should not be sleepy, your soft hands combing him make him drowsy, lethargic and with heavy eyelids, he could hardly see your reflection in the mirror in front of him. He, concentrated on his braid and there was nothing better in the world than you being so close that he could feel your warmth, your soft caresses.

With care and gentleness you manage each blonde strand between your fingers, intertwining little by little. You did not see the mirror, they only saw blonde locks that slipped between your fingers, he had beautiful and well-groomed hair. Almost finalizing the braid was when you directed your gaze towards the mirror in front of you; Draken seemed to be nowhere near falling asleep again from the way he nodded slightly.

"Are you sleepy Ryu?"

A denial was the answer clearly but you only laughed at the obviousness of his lie, he was so cute when he was so helpless and vulnerable with you. They were unique moments and by how he snuggled between your legs he said that he only wanted to spend a few more minutes like that, together.

In the morning when even their paths did not separate, Ken Ryuuguuji could allow himself moments of vulnerability where you would cradle him carefully, smiling at all times and he did not need to have his eyes open to know that your face only showed love, he had already gone through a long stage of doubts, denial and self-inflicted pain that knowing who you are, his partner, that you are by his side and that you do not have any doubt in loving him as he is, with everything included only makes him feel more secure. Draken didn't doubt his love for you, he never could.

"I just want to stay like this for a few minutes"

"All you wish Ryuu"

The "I love you" were in the air and were received by both, they knew that love was mutual ...

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➡️Mikey | Sano Manjiro.

The days you left school were naturally late thanks to the extra classes, the club, and other activities. It was normal to walk through the hallways of the school meeting only a few students from grades above who gave tired greetings, it must be difficult to be anywhere from leaving you assumed.

The silence was comforting as something cold.

Once with your outdoor shoes on, you left school seeing how your boyfriend was on his motorcycle with his cell phone in hand distracted, a clumsy idea emerged from the depths of your head and you executed it without thinking twice; you covered his eyes with your hands feeling the seconds how his hands touched yours, it was difficult to hold the laughter.

Mikey only limited himself to smiling without you seeing him, from the moment he felt your warm presence he knew it was you and only as confirmation the sweet aroma of your perfume invaded the air making it comforting, you were warmth, affection and home. You were so smiling, sweet, attentive and funny that sometimes he thought how you had noticed him.

As if you had a detector for his pessimism, you kissed your boyfriend on the cheek when you discovered his eyes showing your remarkable pout openly.

"You are bad guessing love" you accused fun catching your partner's face in your hands, you held between your little hands a mysterious, beautiful and so enigmatic world called Sano Manjiro "It will be that I am very good and I take you by surprise. What if? "

Mikey could only smile and let himself be carried away by your beautiful voice, you seemed to have a sixth sense for when he was just getting into negative thoughts about his relationship and he felt grateful for it, you were so special and irreplaceable.

"Aha, of course" accepted the blond amused, receiving another kiss with pleasure but this time on the lips. Mikey loved the feel of your smooth lips against his own, he could taste the taste of your gloss directly from your lips and it was the best feeling in the universe. "Come on I'll take you home."

The words died from the moment you got on the motorcycle behind your boyfriend, clinging with both arms to his waist and hiding your face from the wind that you knew would impact on your face that you still did not get used to. The soft roar of the motorcycle lulled you, the aroma of fabric softener, sun and sweets coming from your boyfriend only made you feel even more comfortable that it was inevitable not to rub your cheeks against his back, love overflowed from your heart .

"I love you Manji" you whispered softly, without the intention of making you listen but because of a red light one of Mikey's hands was caressing yours, you knew that he had heard you.

"I love you even more S / o-chan"

The green light on the traffic light sealed the rest of the trip in a pleasant and sweet silence, where they knew they were safe.

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➡️Hanagaki Takemichi

It was late when they finally managed to get out of the game room, both laughing at monumental losses in silly games but with a more than happy smile on their lips. Takemichi couldn't help but smile and feel the constant pounding on his chest as your fingers were intertwined with his own, it felt good.

"I had a lot of fun today Michi" you said once you were both waiting for the train at the station, your gaze fixed to the front and then looking at your side hoping to find him looking elsewhere but you met his unmistakable bright eyes that made you blush "We should go out like this more often, I say if you don't have more meetings with Touman "

"I think the same! We won't have any meetings at the moment so you will put up with me longer, ”Takemichi joked laughing.

"I like spending time with Takemichi-kun so it wouldn't be to put up with it, it would be spending quality time with my boyfriend"

You refuted by giggling when you heard that he was choking on his own saliva, so you let go of his hand to gently hit his back helping him out of his stupor. Takemichi could only try to stop coughing and when he did he felt you closer, one of your arms behind his back surrounding him and how you leaned against his. It was instinct and perhaps the feelings of him speaking for him since he left a kiss on your head, he could smell the fruity aroma of your shampoo and the unmistakable essence of your perfume.

Little did you know that your Takemichi could only think of a way to save you, never to lose your smile and treasure each new memory.

You were his first and only love ...

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➡️Atsushi Sendo | Akkun

The journey from his school to your school was about half an hour, but it was worth every tiny second for Atsushi who, like every Friday, had separated from his other friends to pass by you. Even though they had been going out as boyfriends for more than two and a half years, he still felt the nerves all over his body and the butterflies flying in his stomach that multiplied when he saw him leave the main doors laughing at something that your friends said, you looked beautiful with the glow of the sunset making you the center of their world. It was ridiculous how just by seeing you could make him fall in love more. Trying to regulate his nerves I wait for you when he saw you say goodbye to your friends and jog the rest of the way towards him. Was it even allowed to look this good and attractive in a school uniform? He did not know.

"Did you take too long Atsu?" you questioned your boyfriend smiling.

The other people ceased to exist the moment you approached him, the moment he could see your bright eyes and catch the sweet aroma of your perfume in the air.

"Not at all I just arrived a few minutes ago, how was school?"

With a remarkable pout you started with your remarkable anecdote of this day without even knowing that Atsushi was looking at you as if you were hanging the sun, the moon and the stars in the sky. Akkun only listened and commented from time to time, until it was his turn to tell about his day at school. Neither of them noticed when their hands clasped, it was natural.

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➡️Tachibana Hinata

The dark sky above their heads only gave more seriousness and intimacy at the moment, with her nerves on the surface Hinata could only see how the wind moved your hair and carried in it, the scent of your shampoo or perhaps your perfume. perfume that I gave you on your birthday a year ago?

"The moon is beautiful tonight" you said to the air.

Hinata did not take long to detect the message behind your prayer, endless nights watching k-dramas, anime and watching movies xianxia by your side made her understand the references, she loved how you expressed yourself so casually by dropping messages of your unconditional love.

"If the moon is beautiful S / o"

When Hinata thought that silence would fill the air, your voice was heard again but this time in front of her. Hinata could only swallow hard to see you standing in front of her, so she could see the difference in heights between the two and how the elegant beauty accentuated your being, you were so pretty and attractive that it could not cross her mind that you corresponded her feelings but there they were; in the park late at night on a romantic getaway that consisted of a motorcycle ride and talking in a park where they had confessed.

"But I can't help but think that I'm lucky to be able to call you my girlfriend Nat."

"It is not worth it! You always know what to say and you leave me like a fool in love looking at you. You're unfair S / o-chan! "

Before her words continued Hinata felt your lips brush against hers, your kisses were so soft and gentle that she felt so fragile in your arms, so loved and desired.

"I love you so much Nat"

The kisses continued gentle, soft and in order to communicate love, one more memory that the couple would engrave in her memory.

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✨ Here is the end, comments are welcome and if not has in the same way thanks ✨

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[imagines-by-a-typical-fangirl]

Love On-Set (Pt. 08 of 10)

Pairing: Dacre Montgomery X Reader

Word count: 2.8 K

Summary: You knew acting on Stranger Things season 3 would be a challenge, and you also knew, from the start, you'd have to work closely with Dacre Montgomery. But is wasn't a big deal for you, since this is your job and you're determined to act professionally. You had it all figured out, or so you thought, until the moment you were out face to face with Dacre. Then, this job became a lot harder than it was supposed to be, since you can't seem to focus whenever you're around Dacre. And you'll have to be around him a lot until the end of production.

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{Dacre Montgomery Masterlist}

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Sleep Talking

Giggling, you and Dacre run to the elevator, trying to catch your breaths. “Do you think they'll notice?” You ask as the doors close.

“That we're an hour and a half late?” Dacre asks, sarcastically. “I think they will. Her floor?”

“Nine.” As you speak, you press the button. “Room... 905, I guess. If I'm wrong we'll be in a very embarrassing situation.” With a smile on your lips, you step closer to Dacre, tiptoeing to place a kiss on his lips. His arms holds you close and yours find their way around his neck. “What happened at the end of the movie, by the way?”

“I have no idea. I was too busy making out with this girl, you know.” He smirks, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, really?” You were just about to kiss him again when the usual beep announces you reached the ninth floor. “Work now, kissing later. C'mon.” Taking his hand, you rush to find room 905, knocking softly just in case this is the wrong one.

But your breathe out relieved when Joe opens the door. “Look who finally decided to show up.”

“Good night, Joe.” Ignoring his comment, you walk inside, not letting go of Dacre's hand. Everyone is in position, but they're all turned at you now. “Hey, everyone.”

“Sorry. We're a little late.” Dacre says, guiding you to the middle of the living room, only letting go of your hand when he has to get to his position, next to Max and Dustin.

“Late? You're like–”

“An hour and a half late, yeah.” Cutting Gaten off, you nod. “We lost track of time.”

“That's so sweet,” Millie says, and that's when you notice she was recording this small conversation with her phone.

“Alright, can we resume this? Now that the two lovebirds are here we can get into the action scenes.” Joe claps his hands together, and they start reorganizing the scenario.

The scene they decided to go over is one where Millie will be thrown away, hitting you and making you fall with her, sliding for a couple of feet. So that's what you're into now. You get the sofa pillows and lay it on the floor to break your fall, and the plan is to find the right way to fall without making a mess. When the safety measures are taken, Millie positions herself across the living room.

“Ready?”

“Ready.” You nod, and on the next second Mille starts running, letting herself fall right before you, and she successfully kicks both your feet from under you, dragging you down with her. If it wasn't for the pillows, you both would hit the ground hard. Despite losing your breath, you laugh out loud as you stumble back to your feet. “This scene is going to be so hard to shoot.”

“My butt hurts,” Millie complains in between laughs. “I think I'll try landing on my side.”

“I'll try to hold your waist. So your weight will pull me easily.”

“Alright. Let's go!”

The action is repeated again and again, and you're having way too much fun being dragged down. You managed to hit the floor a few times when Millie pulled some pillow out of their place, but despite some pains here and there, you're fine. Soon after, you follow up with some general markings. Who stands where and who's supposed to run where, and all the interactions you'll have. It's a lot to cover, and you're a little tired, but you fight off sleep, keeping up with their pace.

But when they decide to focus on a particular scene among the kids only, you let yourself fall on the couch, and Dacre comes to sit beside you, an arm around your shoulders.

“Sleepy?” He whispers in your ear, and you snuggle closer to him, your head on his shoulder.

“Yeah, it's late.” Mumbling, you take a deep breath. Sleeping has been a little weird after you shared the bed with Dacre. You keep reminiscing that feeling, and it makes you feel terribly lonely. Cold, even. Sometimes you wonder if he ever feels the same. But you're way too shy to ask him that. “At least we only have to go to set tomorrow evening.”

“And that's why they're planning on doing that all night long.”

“What?” Bursting out, you turn to look at Dacre. “You're kidding me.”

“I swear I'm not.” He giggles at your eye roll. ”Well, it looks like they'll be doing that for a while...” Dacre gestures at the kids, and when you look, they're arguing about something, Noah and Millie with their scripts in hand, pointing at some line. “There's a sofa on the balcony we can use.”

“Please. If I get half an hour of sleep I'll be more than happy.” As soon as you're done speaking, he moves to stand up and you follow him.

“We'll get some fresh air,” Dacre says as he excuses himself, holding your hand as you make your way to the balcony. He slides the door open and gestures for you to walk out first and that's what you do. Dacre is a gentleman, Millie wasn't wrong about that, and the small details always warm up your heart.

You're happy to find that the small couch on the left corner will be shielded from their eyes by the wall. Dacre gently pulls you down when he takes a seat, and you let yourself fall with a deep breath, immediately snuggling closer, your forehead on his neck. “God, I didn't know I was this tired.” You mutter, pulling your legs up and laying them above his. Dacre's hand comes to your thigh, rubbing them softly.

“It's past midnight, I'm exhausted too.”

“Uhm... Let's sleep then.” Your voice is heavy with sleep, and your eyes are already shut.

You both fall into a gentle silence, as you fall into that funny state in between asleep and awake, where you're still somehow a little aware of your surroundings. And that means you know Dacre is holding you, making you smile. It's such an indescribable feeling. The butterflies don't seem to be sleeping at all, they still fly around your stomach, tickling your skin. It's amazing, better than being on LA, lying on the warm sand and watching the waves crashing. It's sweet and secure because you finally found someone who's not scared of what's inside, of confused, unnamed feelings. And you want him, this close, all the damn time.

“It's so weird to sleep without you.” The words leave your mouth, well, you think so at least, as you feel a warm hand rubbing the small of your back. “I feel so cold.”

“Do you want me to sleep with you?” A voice, so familiar and pleasant, speaks on your ear.

“Yeah.” You're quick to answer, the slow and steady movement of Dacre's chest rocking you to sleep.

“Hey!!” A shout makes you bolt awake, sitting up straight with your heart racing as your eyes find Millie, standing by the slide glass door. “Awn, I should've brought my phone. You look so cute.” Her voice softens as you clear your throat and stand up to your feet, still a little dizzy from sleep.

“Sometimes I wonder if your plan is to give me a heart attack.” You mutter, running a hand through your hair. “But let's go now, what's the scene we'll be doing now?”

“None. We're calling it a night.” Shrugging her shoulders, she gestures at the living room. “Almost everyone left already.”

“Oh, that's great!” You breathe out as Dacre stands up as well, taking your hand in his. “As you can see I'm super tired so I'll just head to bed.”

“Alright, but tomorrow at ten be back here,” Millie says as the three of you walk back inside. “I want you to perform the kissing scene.” There's a smirk on her voice, despite her back being turned at you as she makes her way to the door.

“Why?”

“Well, we gotta go over the scenes to make it right, haven't we?” Turning on her heels, she gives you a wicked smile.

“Well...” Mimicking her voice you smirk right back at her. “We have been kissing a lot so we kinda know how to do it, right, Dacre?”

At the mention of his name, he hugs you from behind, arms around your waist. “Absolutely.”

Millie rolls her eyes dramatically. She loves to tease, but she wasn't expecting you to snap back. “Alright, you two. Have a good night.”

“Good night.” Once you reach the hall, you take different directions since the elevator on the East side will leave her a lot closer to her room.

You and Dacre keep a slow pace, and you cover your mouth when a yawn comes. “I'll set my alarm to 9:45 tomorrow. I'll wake up, shower, and head back here.” Running a hand through your hair, you step in when the doors finally open. You both move at the same time to press the button, and Dacre gives you a look when you press 19. “What?”

“I was thinking that maybe we could...” His voice fades as he looks down at his feet.

“Tell me.” Stepping closer, you wrap your arms around his neck. “What were you thinking about?”

“Maybe we could sleep together. Like in the trailer.”

Oh. So he was thinking about that too... Right? Blushing a little, it's your time to avoid his gaze, shifting your weight from one leg to another. “Uhm, I... I would like that, but I'm so tired I don't think I'll be able to chat as we did in the trailer.” That's a stupid thing to say, you know it, but Dacre has this way to make you feel nervous, and you're not the smartest person on Earth when you're nervous. “But... Why this proposition now?”

“You kinda talk on your sleep and–”

“No, I don't.” Cutting him off, you step back, hands on your hips. “I absolutely do not and I forbid you to listen if I ever do, Mr. Montgemery.”

“Been a while since you called me that.” In a quick motion, he ends the small distance between you two, his arms pulling you close and his lips chasing yours. And despite the beep announcing that the doors are opening, you surrender to the kiss, lips moving together, as you both stumble out of the elevator.

“Alright, alright.” You exclaim when your hip hits one of the sideboards scattered around the halls. “Lead the way, Mr. Montgomery because I'm just about to faint of exhaustion.”

And so he does, never letting go of your hand. You can't help but feel a little nervous about this whole thing, almost to the point of finding an excuse and heading to your room. But you try to keep it cool, walking in, eyes immediately falling on the amazing view Dacre has from his balcony. “I'm still envious about the view you have here. It's the best. The only reason why I won't rant about it is because I'm tired.” Ignoring his giggle as he closes the door shut, you start making the way to his bedroom. “But just so you know, the first thing I'll do when I wake up is complain about why my room isn't facing this way. So brace yourself.”

“I would switch rooms with you, if only you ask.” Dacre reaches you when you get to the door, an arm hugging your waist. “Or just...” His voice fades as you both step inside. Turning on your heels, still in his embrace, you try to push tiredness back and understand whatever he means.

“Just what?” You watch as he closes the door silently. Dacre can be shy sometimes, mostly when he doesn't know if you will be comfortable with something, and when it happens, you always make sure to show him you want to know what it is. Even though this is not an official relationship yet, it does feel like it, and you're trying your best not to ruin it. To be honest and make everything work out.

“Maybe you could stay here.” The words finally come out, and you bite your lip as a little battle starts inside your heart. You do want to be around him as much as you can, but maybe it's too soon. Maybe this level of intimacy could break you apart before you even start. “I mean, there is only a couple of weeks left. Only the Battle of Starcourt scenes so... I just thought it could be nice.”

The fact is that you're always either here with him, or he's in your room. You only separate when it's time to sleep, so maybe this makes sense... And if it backfires, it means it was never supposed to be. Your mother told you to be brave, and don't let the anxiety and the habit of overthinking keep you from being around someone you love. “I agree...” Nodding, you look down. “I would be nice. But only–” Walking backward towards the bed, you point out at him. “–if we binge-watch The Office tomorrow.”

“Wasn't the plan to wake up fifteen minutes before ten and rush back to Natalia's?”

“Oh.” It completely slipped your mind. “Then we'll binge watch it whenever we can. Deal?”

“Deal.”

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The Battle of Starcourt is way more complicated than you thought. The fact that you spent a lot of time with the guys preparing for it doesn't help much. James makes several changes and several takes, and more and more days pass by. You've been sleeping on the trailers since it's a lot easier to come and go from the set.

Today, you're super tired, drinking on another RedBull can, hoping it'll keep you awake for a while longer. It's almost three in the morning, and there's no sign of an ending in the next hours at least. Resting your back against the wall, you watch Noah and Gaten play thumb war, as you wait for the director to call you into the scene again.

“How many did you had already?” Millie asks, gesturing at your can.

“Third.”

“Fifth.” Says Joe, raising his can from his place, seated on the floor some feet away. “But this thing isn't working. Still feel like I'll fall asleep any moment now.”

“If anyone falls asleep, I'll be following shortly after,” Natalia says and you giggle.

“He's changing the lightning. Again.” Dacre mutters as he stands beside you. The mall is colored in pinkish, purple, and some blue lights. It makes everything beautiful, and you took too many pictures already, alone, with Dacre, and with the rest of the crew. But the bad thing is that the low lights aren't helping with your sleep at all. “He's obsessed with the lightning.” Dacre's voice is heavy too, and you can tell he's as tired as you are.

“When we get back to the hotel I'll–”

“Alright, everyone. Let's go!” James calls and you set in motion, drinking what's left in your can before placing it down on a table and following the others.

You take your place among the kids, under a fake wall that fell, kneeled down, you wait for the sign for the scene to start. Dacre is across the area, waiting for his cue too.

“Let's try to get this done in this shot, guys!” As he speaks, the smoke starts building up, and a lot of lights go on as some others go off. “Alright. And action!”

Millie starts running, coming from one the halls, straight across the open area, jumping on the fountain, and then at the ground again. Behind her, some explosions happen, right on the marks where the Mind Flayer will step on. Millie basically throws herself on the floor, a few feet away from where you are with the kids, sliding until the half safety the fallen wall provides. You see as Finn holds her, making sure to keep the act, with a scared, anxious expression on your face.

“Steve! Now!” Gaten yells, and you watch as Joe comes into the scene, followed by a bigger explosion, so louder than expected that everyone, you included, is startled.

Something goes flying into the air, and you're fairly aware of something coming your way, but when you squint your eyes to try and see better, you notice it's too close now, and before you can raise your arms to protect yourself, you're hit by something in the face, a loud noise filling your ears as the pain spreads through your skull. You feel the metal thing flying past you, and some the guys yell too.

With a hand covering your right cheek, you hear as James ends the scene, but it's hard to bring sense to anybody's words right now, not when your hand is getting wet by what could only be blood. You try stumbling to your feet, ignoring the commotion around you, but when the whole place spins around, you fall back to the floor, closing your eyes shut.

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@baker151910 @shinydixon @dreamin-of-dacre @hanoi15 @lickmymelaninn @foccus @multific @uncookspaget @kellysimagines @peakascum @thisbreakableheaven

[tuiccim]

Brassy (Part 6)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 1061

Warnings: Mostly fluff, some innuendo 

Summary: You and Bucky grow closer. 

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4  / Part 5

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You wake up to a soft knock at your door. Groggy and with eyes that feel like sandpaper, you sit up and call “Come in.”

Bucky comes in with a plate of food. “You slept through lunch. Thought you’d be hungry.”

“What times is it?” You say turning to look at your clock. 

“Almost two.” He walks over and sits on a corner of the bed holding out the plate to you. 

“Thanks.” You take the plate and put it in your lap. You stare down at it feeling completely awkward. "So, now that's twice in two weeks you've held me while I had a breakdown."

"What can I say? I have a way with women." Bucky smiles at you and touches your cheek. 

You smile back for a second but then become serious. "I don't know what I'm doing, Bucky. I think I missed the boat on how to do this. I don't…"

"We'll figure it out." He says.

"I'm scared." You whisper.

"I'm here." Bucky says. "Whatever you need." He pauses for a minute deep in thought and then looks at you. "I just realized, I told you how I felt about you and I'm pushing you to give me a chance but…"

Your heart drops. "But?"

"Do you even like me? I've been such a jerk to you." 

You calmly set the plate on your nightstand, take Bucky's face in your hands, and press your lips to his. He responds immediately and you share a sweet, soft kiss.

"Yeah, I like you a little bit." You say and he chuckles. 

"Can I take you to dinner tonight? Nothing fancy. Just something casual. Fun."

"Will you take me for a ride on your motorcycle?"

"Yes." Bucky says with a grin.

"Then it's a date." You grin back at him.

Bucky leaves your room and heads to Steve's. When Steve opens the door he says, "Hey. Ready to train?"

"Uh, I need to talk." Bucky says.

Steve backs up and Bucky closes the door behind him. "What's up, Buck?"

"(Y/N)."

"You two finally have an actual conversation?"

"Yeah. I'm surprised we didn't wake everyone last night yelling."

"What is the deal with you and her?"

Bucky explains your exchange leaving out the details of your past and when he's done he says, "She really thought no one could love her. That her only worth is being enhanced."

"Really? She's so confident all the time."

"She puts up a front."

"Yeah. So, you like her?"

"I asked her to give me a chance. She, uh, she said yes to a date tonight."

"That's great, Buck, but are you sure about this? She...she was HYDRA."

"So was I. She told me. I won't hold her past against her if she doesn't hold mine against me."

"Okay."

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Anything, Bucky."

"Can you tell her how you feel about her?"

"Whoa, Buck. I don't feel that way about her." Steve smirks.

"No, punk. I just mean tell her she's your friend and you care about her. I think she needs to hear it." Bucky punches him in the arm.

"How did she agree to a date with a jerk like you?"  

"Let's go train. I feel the need to punch you." Bucky heads to the door with Steve following. 

A little later you head to the range. You are full of nervous energy and just want to shoot something. Natasha is there already.

“Hey.” She says.

“Hey.” You say back, loading your weapons. 

Natasha looks over at you, “You okay?”

“I...Nat, is the team your family?”

Natasha raises an eyebrow at the sudden question. “Where’s this coming from?”

“Bucky said that the team is my family now.”

“Bucky? Bucky said that to you?”

“Yeah, we kinda...I don’t know. Had it out last night. I asked him why he hated me and threw a water bottle at him. He, uh, he told me he liked me and he was jealous of me and Loki and we’re, uh, well,, we’re going on a date tonight.”

“That’s...a lot to digest.” Nat says.

“Sorry.”

“No, it’s good. I wondered if that was why he was so pissed off around you. And, yes. You guys are my family. I’d do anything to make sure everyone was safe and happy.”

You look away and nod. You start fidgeting with your guns again when Nat says, “A date with Bucky.” You look at her to see her smirk.

You can’t help yourself. You smile. “Yeah.”

“Look at the smile! You like him, huh?” Nat sasses. 

“I don’t know what I’m doing, Nat! I’ve never dated. It was always just sex and...what the hell am I doing?”

“You’re changing.” Nat smiles at you. “It’s a good thing. I’ve been wondering when you would let yourself go. You hold a lot of yourself in.”

“Don’t we all?” You scoff. 

“Yeah, but for you it’s like you can’t accept when someone shows you they care. You always avoid it or run away from it. You’re a part of this family, too, and we all care about you.” Nat gives you a quick hug and leaves you alone to think. 

You pick up your gun, take aim, and start shooting. The familiarity feels good, but whatever this feeling is welling up inside of you, feels even better. 

At seven o'clock sharp Bucky knocked on your door. You nervously smooth your hair and move to the door. Taking a deep breath, you open it to a smiling Bucky.

"Hi, Doll. Ready to go?"

“Yeah.” Your stomach was nothing but butterflies You are so nervous about this whole thing. 

“You look great.” Bucky says. 

“Thanks.” You smile and bite your lip. Then you give a little laugh, “I don’t know the last time I was this nervous.”

“I make you nervous?” Bucky says with a little smirk. 

“This whole situation makes me nervous.” You laugh as you get on the elevator and head to the garage. 

“It’s a situation?” Bucky quirks an eyebrow at you. 

“You know what? I know exactly what will make this easier for me. Would you mind helping me out?”

“Anything I can do, Doll.”

“Great.” You grab Bucky’s lapels and pull him down for a kiss. You meld your mouth to his and open to invite him in. He takes no preamble and immediately deepens the kiss backing you into the wall. The elevator arrives at the garage and you finally part. 

“Mmm. Thanks. That helped a lot.” You smile up at him. 

“That’s, um, yeah. Anytime.” Bucky reaches out to catch the elevator door before it closes again. You slip out under his arm and walk over to his bike. 

“You promised to take me for a ride, right?” You were taunting him just a bit. 

“Yeah, Doll.” He looks at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He knows exactly what you are doing. He holds out a helmet to you and you get on the bike behind him. You press your body to his and secure your arms around his waist. 

He drives out into the city, weaving in and out of traffic expertly. You recognize where he’s going almost immediately. He stops in front of a diner in Brooklyn.

“I like your choice, Barnes.” You say. 

“Barnes? I thought I had graduated to Bucky.”

“Maybe I should come up with my own nickname for you.” You grin at him impishly. 

“As long as it’s not asshat.” He says.

“But it fit you so perfectly!” You laugh. 

“Not anymore, Doll.” He puts an arm around your shoulders and pulls you to him. 

You take a booth in the diner and order your meals. You spend the entire time talking and laughing. He really is easy to talk to and funny. After dinner, he takes you to a bookstore across the street. “You’re always reading something. I thought you’d like this place.”

“Observant.” You quirk a smile. 

“Have to be blind not to see that.” He scoffs and you laugh. 

You browse for a while occasionally pointing out books or tchotchkes to each other. Afterwards, you head back to Bucky’s motorcycle and he asks, “Are you ready to head back?”

“We can if you want to.”

“I could keep you out all night.” He looks at you with a grin. 

“What would Steve think if we broke curfew?” You sass. 

“Let’s go for a ride.” Bucky hands you the helmet and you hit the road. Occasionally, Bucky would rev the engine and take some unnecessary risks showing off a little bit and you got a thrill out of it. Eventually he turned the motorcycle into a park and guided it on to what looked like an old bridle path. The ride was bumpy and you made sure to grip him tightly as he made his way. Bucky pulled to a stop in a clearing and cut the engine. 

“So, do you often take your dates out to the middle of the woods in the dark?” You laugh. 

“We’re in the park. Hardly the middle of the woods. And, no, I don’t.” Bucky chuckles. He pulls a blanket out of one of the saddlebags, grabs your hand, and pulls you into the clearing. He looks up and you follow his lead. 

“Oh, wow. Full moon.” You say. Bucky spreads the blanket and holds a hand out to you. You both lay down looking up at the sky. 

“Was this a big date back in the 40s?” You joke. 

“If I was lucky.” Bucky grins.

“It’s a good date.” You laugh softly. “Nat and I were at the range earlier. I asked her if she considers the team her family and she said yes. She, um, she said I avoid letting people care for me and that I’m family. The team is. And that they all care for me.”

“Nat’s a smart one.” Bucky says as he takes your hand and intertwines your fingers.

“Did you ask her to say that?” You were a little suspicious. 

“No.” Bucky sighs, “But, truthfully, I asked Steve to tell you. To just let you know he cares about you. Not as a manipulation, but because I think you need to hear it from people. You need to hear it from the people that do care. That love you. It’s not an easy thing for most people to say.”

You were introspective for a minute and then the words just tumbled out. "I loved my mom. She hated me but she was my mom, ya know? I tried so hard to make her love me and she never could. That's when I gave up. I mean, if your mom can't love you, who will?"

"Do you know where she is?"

"Buried somewhere. I don't know. I don't want to know." You were both quiet for a few minutes.

"(Y/N)?" Bucky turns to you and whispers.

"Yeah?" You look over at him.

"You're beautiful." The way Bucky said it, you knew he didn't just mean physically. The way he looked at you almost made you want to cry.

"So are you, Bucky." You whispered back. He was chipping away at the hard shell around your heart. And you didn't want him to stop.

It was late when you finally made it to the tower and Bucky walked you to your bedroom door. He gives you a slow, sweet kiss. 

"I'll see you tomorrow, Doll." 

"Good night." Your smile stays with you until you fall asleep.

Part 7