bucky barnes imagines

xxix. STRESSED

Tears slipped down your face as you curled up in a ball on the couch. You'd had a horrible day – several people yelled at you for being late to an important mission briefing, you spilled boiling hot coffee all over your favourite sweater and, to make matters worse, Bucky had been out almost all day with Steve. You weren't overly clingy, but you really wished he could be there to comfort you.

You wallowed in self pity for a while before suddenly, the voice of F.R.I.D.A.Y echoed throughout the room, startling you.

"Y/N, Mr Barnes has arrived at the tower."

"Thanks," you replied tearfully. On cue, you heard Bucky saying his goodbyes to Steve before entering the room, calling your name as he shut the door behind him. It didn't take long for him to spot you huddled on the couch and he immediately rushed over to you.

"Hey, hey... it's okay," Bucky mumbled, gently pulling you up into a sitting position and wrapping his arms around you. You immediately rested your head on his shoulder, sniffling as he asked what was wrong.

"I j-just had a bad day, I guess. Stress got the better of me, I-I don't really wanna talk about it."

"That's okay, doll." Bucky lightly kissed the top of your head as he hugged you tighter.

The two of you sat in silence as you calmed down. Your tears gradually diminished and you sighed, already feeling slightly better in the presence of your boyfriend.

After a while, Bucky stood up, sending you a soft smile as you whined, wanting to feel his arms around you again.

"I'll be right back, sweetheart, I promise."

You nodded, closing your eyes as he walked away. However, soon the sound of running water piqued your interest. You walked into the bathroom to see Bucky filling the bathtub with steaming water and eucalyptus scented bubbles.

"Is this...?"

"For you?" Bucky anticipated the end of your question. "Yeah, you deserve to relax. So, uh... I'll be—"

"Stay," you interrupted, "please?"

Smiling, he moved to lock the bathroom door before both of you hastily stripped out of your clothes. Bucky climbed into the tub first and you followed, hesitantly leaning back; you didn't want to squash him. However, with a quiet murmur of "c'mere, doll", he gently wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you backwards until you were laying comfortably against his chest.

Neither of you spoke much; you closed your eyes and breathed deeply, letting a small smile drift onto your face as Bucky held you.

Bucky knew that if the circumstances were different, he wouldn't be able to control himself – who would, with someone so beautiful laying in their arms, completely naked? But, as he focused on the sound of your breathing, the soft sighs that emitted your lips every now and then as he gently ran his thumb over your skin, the only thought in his mind was "I love you so much."

"Do you feel better?" he asked quietly, dipping his head to kiss your bare shoulder.

You simply nodded, knowing he could see the small movement of your head. "Thank you, Bucky. I don't deserve you."

"Hey, don't say things like that... you deserve the world, I promise."

He leaned down to kiss your cheek at the same time as you carefully intertwined your fingers with his.

"And I have my world right here."