The way I loved you

Chapter 11: Movin' on in

Bucky helped you pack your furniture up and load it in the U-Haul, before the two of you drove it to his house.

You couldn't believe you were doing this. Moving in with someone after only a week of knowing them. This could all go very badly, or end very good.

The two of you sat on his couch in the big living room as the movers put everything in their places as requested by you. This is all insane, you've never lived this lavishly before. You remember when you first moved into that townhouse, your parents and best friend Kate, helping you unpack every box and move every furniture item in its place. Now you had these people doing it for you, it was insane.

"I think we should go on vacation, baby." Bucky spoke up randomly. You chuckled, turning your head to look at him and giving him an amused expression.

"Really? We just moved in together and you're already wanting to get out of the house?" you giggled.

"Well, I don't know. I have a couple shows coming up. Oh! We should go camping at the beach. It's not too far from here, what do you say, Y/n?"

You thought about it for a bit and thought, it doesn't sound half bad.

You smiled up at him,

"Sure!" you exclaimed before kissing him again. One thing led to another and you were on top of him, cupping his face in your hands as he cupped your ass, making out passionately. You couldn't get enough of each other, always needing to be touching or kissing, or having sex. But can you blame yourself? He's hot as fuck.

The moment was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. You poked your head up from the couch to see one of the movers. Bucky sat up and looked towards him, you still on his lap.

"Yes?" Bucky groaned, running a hand through his black hair.

"Well...the furniture is all moved in, you said you'd pay upfront." the man said.

"Right, right, right." he muttered. "Okay! Yes!" he exclaimed with a cheeky smile, and he stood up, you flopped on the couch cushion.

Bucky pulled his wallet out of his pocket and slapped a stack of 100's in the man's hand. You watched the exchange with wide eyes, the man looked up at the rockstar with raised eyebrows.

"Keep it. There's at least 500 there." Bucky said, putting his wallet back in his pocket, backing away before jumping over, back onto the couch making you laugh.

He smiled at you, gripping your waist and pulling you towards him, kissing you again.

Bucky looked towards the moving guy who was still standing there awkwardly.

"You can go now." he dismissed him and the man nodded, frantically trying to make his way out of the mansion.

Your boyfriend went back to kissing you again, pulling and tugging at your clothes. This is one of the best days ever.