(Fluff) Bucky Barnes

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I'm like trying to perfect this Nat one, so it's gonna take a while. In the meantime- BUCKY! 

I walked over to Bucky's door, and started pounding on it. When no one answered I hit it harder to see if he was sleeping. 

"I don't think he's in there." Nat let out a small laugh. 

"Good." I shot her a smile before throwing his door open. 

I walked into his closet to find a clean shirt. I love wearing shirts that are too big for me, and didn't feel the need to buy my own. I literally lived in a house with men three times my size.

"My god, how many black shirts does this man have?" I mumbled the words while grabbing one from the back. 

When I walked out of his room Nat was leaning against the wall waiting for me. 

"Why're you stealing his shirt?" 

"Why're you not?" I quirked an eyebrow while walking past her.  

She followed me into my room, "Come on, spill." 

I tucked the shirt into one of my pjs drawers and turned to her. "I like to sleep in shirts that are too big for me." 

"Why not take one of Steve's, or Tony's?" 

I small smirk appeared on my face, "Bold of you to assume I haven't." 

I rummaged through the same drawer, and pulled out three other shirts. 

I pointed to them while speaking, "Sam's, Tony's, and Cap's. You better not say a word to any of them though!" 

She shook her head with a laugh, "None of them know you're the one taking their shirts?" 

"Nope, I just kept pinning it on Clint, who found it too funny to deny." 

She kept laughing as she exited my room. I made sure all the shirts were hidden, and then left my room as well. 

"CLINT!!!" Bucky's yell made me laugh. 

I truly didn't think he would notice one of ten thousand black shirts was gone. Clint walked over to me with a smile. 

"Another one?" 

I pulled out a sing-song voice, "Bites the dust!" 

biting my lip I snapped, shot him a two handed finger gun, and then ran away from him and into the kitchen. 

"I swear to god Clint, if you took one of my fucking shirts!" 

I couldn't help but laugh more as I got water. I could hear a shouting Bucky, and laughing Clint talking in the hall. God was I in love with Bucky. I continued humming Another One Bites The Dust as I sipped on my water. Once the yelling, and laughing stopped I looked up to see Bucky walking towards me.

"Well hello there soldier." I continued sipping my drink. 

"You could've just asked you know." 

Fuck Clint. 

"For what?" I batted my lashes at him. 

"If you had asked for a shirt, I would've given it to you." 

"I have no idea what you're talking about Barnes." 

"Drop it, Clint already told me." 

"Well I think Clint's high again." 

"Again?" 

I raised my voice so Clint could hear, "I bet Clint would love me to tell you all about the first time he got high!" 

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