Bucky Barnes x Reader

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"This is Y/N." Steve told his friend. "Y/N, this is Bucky."
You smiled brightly. "Hey, Bucky. It's so nice to finally meet you. We've heard a lot about you."

When you and Bucky had started dating, Tony had given you a stern talking-to (and he gave Bucky one, and that was sterner, with more threats) and Steve had told you of some 'idiosyncrasies' Bucky had. Like, you know, handing you a gun every time you were with him. And every time there were fireworks, or anything of the sort, he would grab you and drop to the floor.
Lo and behold, Bucky had been true to form. Whenever you met, he would put a gun in your hand--or your pocket, depending on where you were--then kiss your cheek, and proceed like normal.
It was always the same. There was a knock on your door, and you went to open it. "Hey, Bucky." You smile.
"Hello." He smiles, kissing your cheek as he puts a gun in your hand.
"Why do you do this?" You finally ask one day, holding up the gun.
"Careful, it's loaded." He says in reply.
"Bucky." You sigh, setting the gun on the table. "I'm not scared of you."
"You should be. Keep it on you." He says.
"No. Tell me why."
"Because I'm a monster. And if I lose my shit, you have to shoot me."
"I'm not going to shoot you."
"In that case, I have to go." He says.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm not risking your safety."
"Fine. I'll shoot you."
So, when Bucky comes to your house, wraps you in a hug and kisses you, and then suggests you go see fireworks, you grow concerned.
"What?" You ask.
"You like fireworks, right? Let's go see some."
"But... What?"
"Yes or no?" He smiles freely.
"Are you drunk?"
"No."
"Are you ill?"
"No."
"Are you dying?"
"No."
"Then what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. Fireworks?"
"Sure. If you want to."
"I'd love to."
"Are you sure you aren't sick?" You ask worriedly as you get in the car.
"I'm sure. I know I've been... on edge. I apologize."
"It's... fine." You look at him weird.
"You worry too much."
"I worry too much?"
He sits calmly through the fireworks, his arm around you.
"Wanna get ice cream?" He asks when it's over.
"But you don't like public places..."
"I like anywhere where you are." He kisses your cheek.
"You're scaring me, Bucky."
"I thought you weren't scared of me." He smiles.
"I'm not. I'm concerned for your welfare."
He walks you to the door after you've gotten ice cream. "Bye, I love you." He says.
"Bucky Barnes! Get back here! You can't just leave like that! Bucky!" You call after him.
He turns around with an amused smirk. "Yes?"
"What did you just say to me?" You ask, walking up to him.
"I believe I said that I love you."
"You could've led out with that, you know. You didn't have to be weird all day."
"Didn't wanna ruin the day. Besides, I needed an easy out in case you reacted badly."
"Reacted badly? I've been waiting for you to say it for a year."
"Well, then why haven't you said it back?"
"I love you." You say.
"I know." He grins and walks away.
"Is this what I get for exposing you to Star Wars?" You call.
"Absolutely."

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A/N
Two things:
1) I apologize for my irregular updating. I've just been really stressed and that's about the only excuse I have. (Also I'm in a Bucky and Tony Stark phase 😂)
2) Y'all're probably tired of me saying this, but I promise I'll get to y'all's requests soon. Sorry it's taken me so long.
XoXo

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