Summary: You and Bucky are secretly dating and the avengers are trying to figure out who your boyfriend is, but you and Bucky don't want them to know.
Word count: 2k
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"Come on y/n, one hint," Natasha begs as she grabs your hand. The avengers have all gathered around you and trapped you in a corner. You're not joking. Even Bucky did, but you get why he did. So no one suspects that he's your boyfriend.
"At least tell us his name," Tony says and you roll your eyes. You look at Bucky and he mouths a name, but you don't quite catch it. "Mike," you say with a tight lipped smile and Bucky shrugs.
"What's his last name?" Steve asks and you smirk to yourself.
Crapbag, hehe.
"I'm not telling you that," you say and everyone pouts. "Okay, well this was fun," you say and squeeze through everyone so you can leave.
You make it to your room, close the door and lock it. Sighing, you sit on your bed and pull your knees up to your chest. The stress of having to hide your relationship with Bucky is starting to finally catch up to you.
A knock on your door startled you and you slightly jump in your spot. "Y/n, open the door," Bucky whispers on the other side.
You quickly get up and open the door for him. He walks in your room and closes the door behind him, locking it. "Hey," he says with a smirk as he leans down and kisses you.
"I'm stressed," you whine and he arches an eyebrow. "Weird way to ask for sex, but okay," he says as he starts to take his shirt off. You giggle and stop him. "Bucky I'm being serious."
He bends down a bit to put his hands on the back of your thighs and lift you up in the air. He lays you down on your bed and you look at him with arched brows. "Calm down, I'm not gonna fuck you right now," he says as he makes you turn over on your stomach.
You feel him start to massage your shoulders. "That feels nice," you let out a sigh as the contact. He leans down and kisses your cheek.
"Try to relax doll," he says and you nod your head. "I think, you're worrying too much about this. The team is curious about who has captured your heart. After all, they think you're heartless since you haven't had a boyfriend in over what... five years? They wanna know who the lucky guy is," he leans down so his lips are brushing against your ear lightly as he whispers, "I'm lucky that guy is me," he says and you smile.
"I love you," you say and he smiles widely as he bends down more so his lips can touch yours. "I love you more," he says softly and you shake your head.
"That's not possible," you say and he looks at you sternly. "Yes it is. You will never love me as much as I love you. No one will ever love you as much as I love you. Okay?" He asks and you nod your head with a smile.
"Never fight me on that topic again, doll, cause I'll win," he sits back up and starts to massage your back again.
"If you love me, you'll give me cuddles," you say and feel him get off of you as he lays down on his back and holds his arms out for you, wiggling his fingers.
You flop on top of him and he chuckles as he holds you tightly. He rubs your back softly as he breathes in your scent. "My doll," he softly whispers as he kisses the top of your head.
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Bucky's sitting on the ground in the living room while you're sitting on the couch braiding his hair. "Ow," he mumbles and you roll your eyes. "Shh, stop fussing. I'm just braiding your hair," you say and he frowns.
