I like you even before I met you

Fandom:Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count:1716

Warning/s:nothing much, maybe some depressing moods

Summary:Being single on Valentines day doesn't have to be depressing. 

a/n:It was supposed to be for Valentines day, its just a little late. and I’m sorry about the tittle I just cant think of a good one. (but I’m just really lazy to think one)

“are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Wanda asked for at least the whole day. she was already on the door, but her feet seem to not move at the thought of leaving without you.

Shaking your head, you smiled and approach her. “no, you don’t need me whining about my lonely life in the background, you guys enjoy your night” you mumbled, fixing her dress and making one last check on her entire get up.

“Alright, but if you change your mind-”

Before she can say more, you grab her shoulder and turn her around towards the door, where Vision was already waiting outside. “I know, I know, enjoy”

She gave you one last look before they disappear into the distance. Turning back into the tower you were greeted by utter silence. Almost everyone had something to do on Valentine’s day, either they have a Date or they just busied themselves with something.

But being single is not all that bad, Valentine’s dates for singles shouldn’t be sad unless you want it to be. So with the towers almost empty you relaxed your shoulders and begun to plan your evening.

The plan was simple, cook some dinner and binge watch some cringe movie. However, nothing seems to be working your way as the simple meal you hope to eat burns. You let out curses as you quickly put out the fire before hearing footsteps approaching.

You lifted your head, tilting it on the side to see Bucky walk in, followed by a gentle breeze that circulated the room. Your chest fluttering as his eyes met yours. If only he knew how much he affected you, while everyone was frightened with his big strong man image, he had the opposite effect on you. Something about him seems to sit so well with you.

Months and years of painful flirting with him, plus countless drunken confessions he never did ask you out so you never did anything about your feelings for him again.

“oh, you’re here?” you asked, your voice quiet and gentle as you run the water on the burned pan.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come out of my room” A guilt and disappointed look passed on his face. Making you quickly realize the heaviness of the words you spoke.

“no! No! That’s not what I meant!” You quickly called as he turned around to leave. He stops on his tracks before turning back again.

Wiping your hands on the towel you cautiously step out the counter. “I just didn’t expect you to be home on Valentine’s day”

You gently spoke but the thought of him being with someone makes your chest tighten in pain.

His eyes glazed over at your question before shaking his head at you. “Don’t have anywhere to go” his voice came out hoarse, and before you can ask what he’s going to do in the kitchen, your question was answered with the growling of his stomach.

You and Bucky exchanged looks, his eyes more on embarrassment before your chuckles filled the silent hall. The previous awkward air was all gone.

Glancing at the burned pans and messy kitchen, that you were sure you would be yelled out by Tony later, there no way you can cook and you’re not sure if Bucky can.

“Should we order take out and watch some movie?” You asked, wishing he would agree. Your heart leap in Joy when he gave you a nod.

“ We can open some of Tony’s prize wine” you smirk, tilting your chin up at the lined up expensive wines behind the glass.

“wouldn’t he get mad?” He asked

You shrugged with a laugh “I’m sure he wouldn’t even notice it’s gone”

“come on”

Halfway through the rom-com movie with Chinese take-out on both your hands and a half-empty wine. Your attention diverted to the winter soldier who can’t seem to take his eyes away from you.

After making sure he was looking at you, you took your eyes away from the movie. “what? is there something on my face?” You asked, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand “Is it the sauce?”

He looks flustered for being caught but eventually cleared his throat. “no, it’s just…It’s not making sense”

You turned to look at him, raising one brow"what is?“

"how come you don’t have a date tonight?” He questions as he straightened his back up to look into your eyes. Your mouth fell open as you attempted to formulate a witty but honest response but instead, a flirty one came out.

“how come you never asked me for a date?”

“what?” You watched as Bucky swallowed and his eyes dilated.

“You heard me, Sargent,” you said putting down the Chinese take-out on the table.

“oh, I ..”

Silence threatens to take over and one look on his expression feels like you’ve been washed over by cold water. Your brain reminded you what you’ve just done and why you stop flirting with him. Thought he looks cute being flustered after flirting with him You hated seeing him awkward, depress, and solemn.

After a moment, you clear your throat.

“Sorry, must be the wine talking, you know me when I get drunk” you sheepily spoke. Referring to the countless times you got drunk and confess to him, without him doing anything about it.

Turning your gaze back on the TV, He smiles bitterly “right”

“It’s not like I’m your type anyway” you mumbled to yourself but thanks to his hearing he heard it anyway.

“that’s not true” he quickly tears his eyes away from the TV to you, then down to his hands like it’s the most interesting thing in the world right now.

“It just someone like me…is not for someone like you”

Upon hearing his words a frown etched in your face as you shifted on the couch to face him, the movie already forgotten on the background “someone like you? Bucky do you see yourself in the mirror? You’re like equal footing with Steve”

“I’m a broken man Y/n, I’m not a hero” he admitted, his words shattering your heart.

“then we’re seeing differently, when I look at you I don’t see a broken man, I see a man working hard to fix himself and correct the things he never intended to do, you’re not broken you’re just….” you pause for a moment to think “… Have cracks at the moment but we’ll fix it one step at a time”

You beamed, smiling brightly at him.

Earning his lips to upturned “I don’t think there’s much a difference between broken and crack, doll”

“that’s not the point! The point is they’re both fixable” you pouted earning another smile on his lips. Suddenly your eyes met and unlike the countless times he turned away, he finds it hard to look away this time, and so were you.

He didn’t allow his eyes to drift away from yours as he stares at you intently.

“Why do you like me so much?” He asked quietly. His question startling you for a second before you began to process how it all started.

Breaking your eye intact with him you cross your arms and slouch on the soft couch, eyes fixed on the TV but not watching it “I think I like you even before I met you”

“what? How I that even possible?”

“Steve used to tell me stories about you, how much you cared about him, how you protect him, and how you’re always there with him. He told me everything you did for him and it made me want to be loved like that, to be love and cared for by a person that much, then I met you and before I know it I’m falling in love” you explained, reminiscing about the times you wonder how it would felt to be loved like that.

You knew the other avenger’s care and love you but there’s a difference between being loved by a person who sees you for you.

A sigh leaves his throat “Y/n I don’t think I-”

“no it’s alright, you don’t like me that way and it’s okay,” you said quickly, you already made him uncomfortable countless times, the least you can do is spare him the explanation and spare yourself with the heartache.

“no, I like you…a lot actually” he almost whispered, his lips in a tight smile before his mood downhill as his eyes landed on his bionic arms. Opening and closing his fingers as of resting if it was real.

You didn’t miss the look of his face darkening as he clenched his hands.

“I just don’t want to affect you with my burden”

Your eyebrows furrowed one again as you scoot closer to him and took his bionic hands with yours, intertwining them together. Your other hand cupping his cheeks and turning his head to look at you.

“Bucky, trust me, you’re not a burden” you coaxed, voice gentle and soft. The way his eyes shone under the dimly lighted room or the way he gulps. You swore this man will be your death,

Bucky’s gaze traced every detail on your face and once again he found it hard to look away he swallowed thickly, trying to distract from the urges of his mind. But his body moved even before he can think.

Your heartbeat loudly against your chest as you watched him lean in closer. You felt how his hand felt against your face to keep you in place

Your faces were a mere centimeters apart, you can practically feel his breath against you when he stops. “is this okay?”

You chuckled at his words “definitely” you breathe and that all it took before he leaned down and captured your lips.

“Bucky” you mumbled against his lips after you pulled away slightly, a wide grin mirroring each other’s expression.

He drapes his arm around your shoulder and pulled you against him.“ this means we’re together right?” He asked hesitantly,

“do you want it to be?” You asked peaking up to meet his eyes on you.

“more than anything in the world” he smiled, just enough to melt your heart all over again.

“then that settles it,” you contently said, burying yourself on his chest as he lands another kiss on your forehead.