(FLUFF ALL THE WAY)
Bucky came home and close the door. He smiled to himself as he heard the nostalgia of 40s music.
He walked towards the one room they made into a leisure room. There was Steve, painting with the radio switched on. His shield was at the corner of the room, next to Bucky's rifle.
"Hey", Bucky rests his chin on Steve's hair, arms gently wrapped around Steve's shoulders.
"You and Nat had fun?", asked Steve.
"It's not much, I mean all we did was just tailing the car to see where it went", said Bucky.
They stayed there for a minute as Steve was putting the finishing touches. "Done", he said.
Bucky smiled at the portrait. "Dork", he said, kissing Steve's hair. It was a picture of Bucky.
"I love you Buck. Always", said Steve.
"Why are you sappy all of the sudden?", asked Bucky.
"After everything, I hate to lose you again", said Steve.
"You won't, punk. I'll always be here and I'll always love you", said Bucky, giving Steve a kiss to shut him up.
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Sebastian Stan Imagine Collection (From IG)
FanfictionFor all the imagines I've wrote on IG based on Sebastian Stan and his characters :) WARNING SOME CONTAIN SMUT/MENTIONS OF SUICIDES (DO NOT ATTEMPT) Will contain one shots, series and some crossovers Pairing - Sebastian Stan x Reader, Bucky x Reader...
