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zenmiren · 2 months ago

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sypnosis: from friends to strangers to friends to lovers. you have known michael kaiser ever since you were kids, your cloud 9 friendship ended after he mysteriously stopped meeting up with you, and 4 years later, you meet again.

michael kaiser x reader

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— not proof-read, might be some mistakes

content: fluff, angst if you squint, nickname 'mihya' is used, childhood friends to lovers trope

saturday, 2:35 pm. berlin, germany.

— 3rd december 2007

8 year old michael kaiser sat by himself under a slide at the park that he went to often. he had been booted outside by his father once again, and with no where else to go, he fled to the park. michael had no friends, so usually, he just sat and watched people play, walk by with their dogs, etc..

until.. he spots a ball, old and rough looking. it clearly wasn't important since it was left behind, and maybe he could fit in with other kids if he had a toy of his own that he could play with.

he crawls out from under the slide and takes the ball. he threw it, bounced it and punched it around, but he was left wondering why his ball wasn't as bouncy as the other kids ones.

compared to his ball, which had pentagons and hexagons, the other kids had brightly coloured balls, and a few kids even had an orange ball with intricate stripes that they threw in a hoop. he tried to throw his ball high up in the air, to make it seem like he knew how to play too, and hopefully, the other kids would ask him to join... but instead.. a girl who was a bit shorter than him, but definitely his age approached him with a toothy grin.

"thats not how you play soccer" you pointed at him with your fat little index finger.

michael was.. awestruck, to say the least, he had never seen someone so.. soft looking, it gave him the urge to protect you, and he didn't even know your name...

"uh-uh.. what." what even was soccer? michael had no idea.

"soccer, you have a soccer ball. are you good at playing?"

"uh-"

"clearly not if you're throwing it around like that!" you laughed, unaware that you had made the boy a tad bit insecure of himself "but don't worry! i'm not very good, but still, i know the jist of it!"

michael simply nodded, letting you lead him along to a more open space. he watches you make a makeshift goal, using two sticks as the point you have to kick past before you strolled over to the ball and kicked it past.

"score!!" you happily exclaimed, cheering as you threw one hand up in the air, gripping the corner of your shirt and putting one leg ahead of the other [JUST IMAGINE KAISER'S MAGNUS POSE BUT LESS DRAMATIC.. cause ur not a try hard like michael is..]

you and michael had played until evening, and michael had quickly realised that he was a natural at the game.

the days after your first encounter, you hadn't shown up to the park in a bit, michael was disappointed, but had hoped you had returned. while you were gone, he practiced kicking the ball and doing tricks to impress you when you came back.

in reality, you were just sick with a fever and had to miss a few days of school and going out, which you were very upset about, but your mom made you just suck it up.

when michael finally saw you again, playing with your friends from school, he was so happy, yet so shy, and he didn't have the guts to approach you again. meanwhile, you were looking for the boy in the black hoodie that you played with before.

when you met eyes, michael felt relief when your face brightened, and you quickly excused yourself from your friends, running over to him and saying hi.

michael had a lot of fun with you every single day, for years. after your school, you would meet up at the park, it didn't matter how tired you were, you had to see him, atleast once a day. michael wasn't much of a talker, hangouts always usually consisted of you yapping about your day while he listened, hummed along and added commentary here and there. to you, it was perfect, you liked that michael listened.

your friends often wondered why you never finished all your food, and your mom found it strange that you always asked for extras whenever she packed your lunch. she summed it up to you just being a growing girl, and that it was most likely just cause you were going through puberty.

you would always just give your spare food to michael though.

you watched as michael scarfed down the remaining food in your lunchbox. neither of you talked, you both just sat on a small hill together. you laid on the grass while michael sat upright, since he didn't want to choke with how fast he was eating.

your eyes scattered around his body and face, he had taken off his signature black hoodie, showing off his forearms and all the bruises and scars that came with it. your gaze travelled up to his face, you always noticed his wounds, but never mentioned it, it must have been a sensitive topic. he had a busted lip, a black eye and a few bruises around his cheeks and forehead.

you sighed, before an idea came to mind.

saturday, 11:15am. berlin, germany

— 15th november 2014

the next day, you showed up to the park with a picnic basket, you had lied to your mom, saying that you would go out with a few friends, since she had no knowledge of michael.

"mihya" you hugged him from behind, effectively making him flinch in shock.

"hey, [name]..." his eyes drifted down to the picnic basket ".. what's.. that for?" he shrugged over to it

"oh! i brought some snacks for us"

michael's fat ass immediately got excited, and he watched as you set the picnic blanket down. you urged him to sit on the blanket, and when you opened the basket, it revealed a lot of snacks you brought, and a few medical items, like cotton balls, alcohol and gauze bandages.

you two made conversation, for a bit before you brought up the wounds. your hand gently cupped his cheek, softly caressing it.

"mihya.. let me clean your wounds, i'm not gonna ask how you got them, i just want to help.." you leaned in close, and michael felt his heart start to race... he hated how you were such a good person.

you ended up cleaning his wounds, only because you were so insistent.

as you used the last of your bandaids for a bruise on his cheek. you ended it off with a sweet kiss on his cheek, to which he flinched away before a heavy blush made its way on his cheeks. you giggled, and michael wished that he could save this in his memory forever. better yet, he wished this lasted forever.

you made him feel things that felt good, you were a safe space to escape everything else in his life. you were what heaven felt like, and michael hoped that he would never be separated from you.

he should have knocked on wood.

around a month after that day, michael mysteriously stopped showing up. not even a hint to why. you remembered clearly that the last time you both were together, he said "i'll see you tomorrow!".. and yet.

you, however, remained hopeful. michael isn't the type to just leave without a word, right? you waited for hours on end, every single day, and he never once came back. by the end of january, you had given up completely.

tuesday, 6:44pm. munich, germany

— (your birthdate) 2018

michael returned to his penthouse after practice. he was drenched in sweat, and his jersey stuck to his toned muscles. he sighed, kicking his shoes off, putting his duffel bag down and plopping down on the couch, manspreading before he whipped his phone out.

he needed a vacation, honestly. he scrolled on instagram, looking through his feed. he stumbled upon a collaboration post of a bunch of university students his age. michael raised a brow, and swiped to see the rest of the photos.

his blue eyes widened when he saw a familiar face, holding a cake. then it clicked, how could he forget? it was your birthday... michael mentally slapped himself, he thought of you every single day, and yet he managed to forget the most important day of the year, which was YOUR date of birth.

he was enamoured.. you looked so pretty, aged like fine wine, in his opinion, even though it had only been around 4 years.

his eyes went to the curve of your nose, the crinkle of your eyes as you smiled, the way your lips looked so so soft.. my goodness.

he set his phone down, his thoughts going on overdrive before he picked his phone back up, and looked through the collaborators on the instagram post, it was your birthday, so obviously you would be a collaborator. he clicked on your profile and mentally applauded himself when he found that your page was public.

he felt a small smile show up on his face when he saw what you were up to. you were a university student in munich, the same city he was in.. you went to a pottery class with a few friends just for fun, you had a part-time job working as a waitress at a 4-star restaurant. you had one cat, named misty, and your friend group over all had a good vibe to it.

michael was happy that you had trustworthy people to hang out with, however, he still wanted to be your number one best friend, maybe even more, so of course, he was a tad bit jealous.

he ordered a bouquet of generic roses to send to your university the next day. it came with a card that said 'send to [name] [last name]', so obviously you received it.

for a while, michael was fine with just stalking your social media and sending you gifts, without signing his name, but it all stopped once ness had come to practice with a familiar girl.

michael raised a brow, he remembered her from somewhere, but he just couldn't remember where.

"kaiser! this is eliza, a close family friend of mine!" ness beamed as michael glanced to eliza, who shyly waved.

eliza.. eliza... ah.. now he remembered.. michael had seen her name when he was scrolling through your followings.

ness had explained that eliza had invited him to a big meet up that was happening tonight with her friends and acquaintances, just for fun, and he wanted michael to come along, since for some reason, ness thought they were friends.

"is [name] gonna be there." michael blurted out, placing a hand on his hip.

ness tilted his head in confusion at the unfamiliar name, and eliza wasn't expecting that question.

"you know [name]? yeah, she'll be there" eliza nods

"then I'm coming."

".. right.."

ness didn't leave him alone for the entire day, constantly asking about who you were and how you knew each other. michael tuned him out. he was more focused on what he would wear, what cologne he would wear... what cologne would you like?

that night, he finished getting ready. he just wore something casual, since the gathering wasn't remotely fancy. ness had picked him up and as they drived, michael felt butterflies in his stomach, his knee was consistently bouncing and his hands felt clammy.

they met with eliza outside of the bar and when they went inside, michael was met with a few familiar faces, he recognised some as people you were following online, and some he didn't know at all.

his eyes shifted from face to face, before he saw yours. michael immediately started regretting coming here.. he was perfectly fine with just watching your life on instagram.. 'michael.. fucking idiot..' he mentally slapped himself. he should just leave honestly. michael was full of ego and confidence, and here he was, buckling his knees for a childhood friend.

he was just about to leave the bar, but you had already seen him, he swore he saw your eyes widen, just a little tiny bit before you excused yourself from your friends, just like how you did so many years ago at the park when you were children, and approached him...

"michael.." you addressed him

"hey." he forced himself to smirk, putting up his arrogant, usual facade.

"wipe that smirk off your face, asshole" you huffed, crossing your arms. "you have some explaining to do."

michael wasn't shocked when you returned to his penthouse with him that night... just to catch up, of course!

sunday, 6:30pm. berlin, germany

— 28th april 2025

you and michael were walked around your hometown, you had just gone as a 2 day trip, and soon, you both would be going to greece anyway, so you didn't need to go on holiday for too long.

you stopped by the old park you used to spend time in "mihya look!" you ran ahead, breaking your hand holding "hahah! this place barely changed!"

michael lovingly watched as you walked around the playground area ".. yeah.. it really hasn't.."

whilst your back was turned, he pulled out a velvet box from his coat pocket. he looked down at it, before looking back up at you, before looking back down at it again. he took a deep breath

".. mein liebling." he called out, gaining your attention. you turned over your shoulder, only to be met with the sight of your boyfriend down on one knee.

"...!!" you gasped and he softly smiled at your cute reaction.

".. let's get married?"

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nanaslutt · 2 years ago

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NEED A PART 2 OF MMA TOJI RNNNN

Pt 1. here

Contains: fem reader, angst to comfort, fluff, lots of screaming & crying, manhandling, Toji isn't the best with his feelings, confessions, mutual pining, cunnilingus, Toji cums in his pants, soooo much dirty talk, sweet sweet lovey dovey filth, hickeys, biting, crack :3

MDNI

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You woke up from your nap with the grating jingle of your phone ringing on your nightstand. You sat up and rubbed the sleep from your eys, glancing at the clock- 9:13 pm. "Fuck, I must've been tired." You sighed, rubbing the back of your neck as you grabbed your phone right when the caller ID of Toji's assistant disappeared from your screen. It was then that you noticed how your phone had over 35 missed messages from the team, 5 plus calls, and even a text from your best friend, Shoko.

"What the fuuuuck?" You whispered into the room, standing up to flick on your light, your phone started ringing once more- Toji's assistant was calling again. You slid the green check over, answering the call, "Are you with Toji right now?" Her rushed voice spoke through the phone. "What? No, I was sleeping." You answered, sitting back down on your bed as you sat criss crossed on top of your sheets. "Fuck, he won't answer his phone." She cursed, the sound of a car revving could be heard in the background- why was she driving this late?

"You're scaring me, what's going on?" You said, swallowing the lump in your throat as you fiddled with the hem of your shorts. "I'm so sorry babe, it's okay, but I'm going to need you to stay off of your phone, I'm on the way to pick you up now." She said as calmly as she could muster. "Please tell me whats going on, is Toji okay?" You asked, holding your hand over your chest as you felt a sort of nauseousness come over you. "I don't know what that asshole is doing, he's probably drunk or something." She responded, cursing under her breath some more as she finished.

What the fuck did that mean? You put her on speaker and swiped out of the call, not wanting to give her any indication that you were scrolling through your phone after she just told you not to. The first message you checked was from Shoko.

Shoko: Is that video real?

Shoko: Babe, pick up your phone, what the fuuuck is going on

Shoko: This is not the time to be napping, fuck, pick up right now

You scrolled through was seemed like an endless row of texts from her that all read the same thing, until one caught your eye, making your heart sink to your stomach.

Shoko: Why didn't you tell me you were hooking up with Toji?

Your heart started beating out of your chest, you covered your mouth as you felt something rise up your throat, your face felt hot as you took in her words. How did she know you and Toji had been hooking up? Your swiped over to the work group chat that Toji was excluded from and started from the top.

Main manager: Someone get ahold of Toji NOW, and let me know the moment you do, he's playing with his fucking future here.

The thread continued with your coworkers all chattering about Toji, most of them saying how he wasn't responding, this and that- a couple girls you were close with were asking in the chat how you were doing. You were going to be sick. You saw one of his managers say something about a Twitter video in the thread. Faster than the speed of light, you opened up the blue bird icon, and your feed was immediately flushed with snippets of a video you had partook in earlier that day, of you and Toji fucking in the PT room, the most noticeable account that was posting them being Toji's himself.

It was only then that you registered Toji's assistant had been talking to you as her repeated call of your name left her lips and entered your brain. "Fuck." You covered your mouth with your hand and rushed to the bathroom, your name could be heard yelling out to you through the speaker as you barely made it into the restroom in time. Coughing as your knees lay next to the toilet bowl, you heaved air into your lungs as you tried to process what was going on. You were so scared; a million questions rattled through your brain.

Why would Toji post that now? The two of you had been doing this and filming it for months, so why now? Why could no one get ahold of him? Were you going to get fired? We're you safe right now? Toji has been the sex symbol of the MMA world for years, he had too many fangirls to keep track of, surely they had it out for your head now. You groaned into the small space of the bathroom, flushing the toilet you stood up on shaky legs and walked back into your bedroom.

Toji's assistant must've heard your breathing because she called out to you again, "Are you okay? I heard the toilet flush. Fuck I'm going to kill him I swear I-" Your weak voice cut her off, "I gotta go." You said, not hearing her protests as you clicked the big red button on the screen, ending the call. Anger, confusion, and sadness along with all of these unanswered questions consumed your entire being as you opened up Toji's chat and spilled your guts out to him.

You screamed, your voice cracking as fat tears rolled down your face, curses coming out broken as you choked on your words; and to think you were actually starting to like him. Of course, he was like all the others. You threw your phone against the wall, a loud thumb resounding against the hard surface as you buried your head in your hands, sobbing into the silent room as you waited to hear the knock of Toji's assistant through the wall.

Toji doesn't think he's ever felt so frantic in his life, even amidst all the chaos that would come with showing his face in public, especially around what was going on right now, he forgot to throw on a face mask as he ran into the elevator, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for the numbers to decline, hitting the bottom floor.

How was he going to fix this? Could he fix this? He swore he would never throw another punch again if he couldn't make this right, fuck being the world champion MMA fighter, that didn't mean anything if you weren't there by his side. He was thrown back to earlier that day when he had invited you over to his house for drinks, feeling dejected when you had to decline, saying you had a lot of work to do and errands to run- and so little time to do so. He couldn't help but think how things would've been if you had come over for drinks.

The two of you would've drank some expensive liquor he got from some rich old man at a company dinner, probably bickered; as the two of you did. He bet you would've been rolling around together in his sheets right now, continuing what had occurred earlier in the day. He ultimately would've missed the text he got from the strange number from being so absolved in you-- or maybe the two of you would've been cuddling by then, your naked chest pressed to his as some show played in the background of his too-large bedroom while he sipped on the expensive liquor and felt your heartbeat against his skin.

There was always the possibility he could've seen the message after the two of you were finished, and clicked on it anyways; at least then you wouldn't be thinking he betrayed your trust and had leaked the video himself, and you could've delt with it together.

He couldn't stop thinking about how uncharacteristically sad and weak you sounded. The anger still being evident in your voice, but the sorrow and betrayal were thick in your tone, you sounded utterly defeated. He had never heard you curse his name in the way you did through the phone. You really sounded like you meant it. By the time he came to, he was already halfway to your house, he had no idea how he had gotten so far and not realized. He could have been running people down in the street and passing through every red light and not have known.

He prayed he would make it to your house before anyone else did, after all, he knows all the shortcuts to your home, he had spent a lot of time there over the past months you two had been doing whatever it was you were doing. He swerved past cars, ignoring his blinker signal as he raced through gaps in the lines of the road between vehicles, not being conscious of his well-being as the only thought on his mind was to get to you.

He pulled into your housing complex, parked his very expensive car on the side of the road, and didn't even bother locking it as he made a b-line for your front door. You were still crumpled on your bed and crying when you heard the frantic knock on your door, signaling to you that Toji's assistant had arrived. You pulled yourself off of your now tear stained sheets and wiped your wet cheeks before you started making your way for the front door.

The pounding continued, making you scrunch your eyebrows together in annoyance. You know she had no idea how to know if you heard her, but you were feet away from the door, have some patience. With a sigh, you turned the handle to your door and swung it open, stepping to the side to let her in, when you froze. Standing in front of you was none other than Toji himself, he was panting like he had just finished running a marathon, his hair was damp, his shirt was wrinkled, and he looked more of a mess than you did.

For some reason, Toji was the last person you were expecting to see, hearing about his disappearance from everyone and all. You registered his presence too late as he forced himself through the doorway and into your home. "Toji-" You started, feeling the anger start to rise, and the tears start to form in your sockets. "Let me talk." He said, quietly, shutting the door behind him as he took slow and careful steps toward you as you backed away.

You felt like the prey, and he was a predator the way he was stalking your movements. "Ill scream right now." You said as serious as you've ever said anything, keeping your eyes on him, unwavering. "It wasn't me-" He tried to speak. "Get the fuck out of my house!" You yelled, not wanting to hear him out. He called out your name softly, followed by a please. "Toji, get the fuck out!!" You repeated, pointing your hand angrily to the door behind him. Your sudden movements broke his stalking spell as he took long strides quickly up to you. "Stop!" you yelled again, louder this time.

You turned away from him to excape to another room, but you were too late. He grabbed your arm with a force that scared you, keeping your body in place as he wrapped the arm around your body, placing his other hand firmly over your mouth as he pressed you back against his chest, keeping you in place there. You tried yelling against his palm, curling your arms up to dig your nails into his forearms as you wiggled against his iron grip.

He knew this was absolutely the wrong way to go about this, but he had never done anything like this before, his emotions were too overwhelming. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He whispered, holding you against him, making sure his hand placement on your hip wasn't hurting you too bad as he brought you down on the floor to your knees, all the while his hand stayed over your mouth as tears flowed freely down your face, curing into his hand.

"It wasn't me, baby it wasn't me who posted that video." He said softly, keeping his hand over your mouth while he got his words out, making sure you were listening. "I would never do that to you." He continued, while you gripped his large forearm with a force he didn't even know was possible for you to exert, breathing heavily as your screams and attempts to excapre from his arms died down.

How were you supposed to believe him? A part of you really wanted to, Toji did not seem like the kind of man who would do this, so boldly if anything. Why would he post your sex tape on his main account unless he was batshit crazy? But you knew there were definitely secrets this man had under his belt, which made you skeptical as you tried to listen to his words, taking deep breaths in through your nose to get your emotions under control.

"My phone got hacked, that's the reason no one could reach me, the reason you couldn't reach me." he made a point to emphasize. "I clicked on some stupid fucking link because my ego felt bruised.." He paused, to which you scrunched your eyebrows in confusion at his explanation, but listened nonetheless. "And my phone shut down. I got a call from my manager cussing me out for posting that shit, but I explained everything to him." He said softly, keeping his iron grip on your body.

The tears still flowed over your cheeks, dampening his fingers as he spoke, "When I saw your messages I came over here as fast as I could, I'm sorry for not responding I-" He paused, swallowing a lump in his throat, "I couldn't let you think I would do this to you, I had to know you were okay." He said, feeling his face heat up at the words he was saying, the man had never been so vulnerable in his life.

He kept his hand around your mouth for a couple moments after, letting you absorb his words before his hand fell from your mouth, the arm around your body loosening in tandem. "Never grab me like that again." We're the first words that fell from your lips, making him wince at your harsh tone. "Where is your phone?" You asked next. "My house." He responded quickly, trying to gauge your reaction now that you had heard the truth.

You stood from his grasp, his body staying on the floor as he watched you get up and walk forward a couple steps, looking like you were wiping your eyes while you faced away from him before you turned around to look at him, and with a quivering lip you sighed, sliding your body down the wall adjacent from him, only a couple feet in front of him as you tipped your head back against the wall and let the hot tears roll down your flushed cheeks, "Fuck." Your voice came out cracked, "What am I going to do." You cried, covering your mouth as you kept your eyes shut, sobbing in front of him.

"The team is meeting at my house, we'll figure this out." He spoke, trying to reassure you, but his words only resulted in you snapping at him. "Easy for you to say! Everyone is in love with you! Do you have ANY idea how many people would kill to sleep with you?" You said, dropping your chin as you raised up from your spot on the floor, now standing in front of him.

He called your name, slowly standing from the floor as well as you continued yelling at him, "Those people are going to hunt me down for this Toji! Fuck! This is such a fucking mess, I should've never slept with you in the first place." Toji's breath caught in his throat as your words hit him harder than any punch he's ever received in the ring. You continued pacing in front of him, running your hands through your hair and cursing under your breath.

"You really mean that?" He said, making you stop your pacing. "You would really take all of that back?" He was trying and failing to keep the hurt out of his voice, but you were too overwhelmed to notice it anyway. "Well we wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't kissed me all those months ago would we?" You spat, looking him up and down. His eyebrows scrunched together as his eyes squinted at you, "This isn't my fault." He spoke, tilting his head at you.

"Who's fault is it then?" You challenged, walking up to him and placing your chest inches from his. "YOU hired me on the team, YOU kissed me first, YOU took the first video, YOU started this." You said, poking your nail into his chest with every point you made. "So were just going to skip over how YOU accepted this job, YOU kissed me back, YOU begged me to take the video, this is not my fault!" He yelled back, shaking his head at you.

"Well, It's sure as hell not mine!" You defended yourself, backing up from his body as you shook your head in disbelief. "I never fucking said it is!" He yelled your name, "This is not out fault!" He tried to keep his composure, but you were making it so fucking hard. "Then who's is it then, huh? Who's is it?" You challenged, tilting your head at him and squinting your eyes as you waited for a response that never came.

"That's what I thought If we just never fucking started this in the first place, we. wouldn't. be. here." You spat through your teeth, making the vein on his forehead pop out in annoyance as he felt his heart sink to the bottom of his feet. Maybe he was wrong about you, he really thought there might be something here but the way you were so willing to wish so easily that you never started this with him in the first place was making him rethink that. "Fuck!" You shoved his chest when he didn't answer, walking into your bedroom to excape this conversation, you felt like you were going to be sick again.

"Where are you going?" He yelled, walking after you as you made your way through the doorway into your personal space. "Anywhere if it means you're not there." You said back, biting your lip between your teeth as you tried to take deep breaths to calm your angry stomach. You weren't sure you were even mad at Toji for this, you just needed someone to blame. He was right after all, you took on this job, you chose to cross this line with him, you consented to everything, but the thought that you might even be a little responsible for this was driving you to deflect, deflect, deflect.

"That's it then? We're done talking?" He said, following closely behind you as you distanced yourself from him with the bet between you. "Toji I don't know what else you want me to say." You said, waving your arms out in front of you as you sighed, shaking your head at him. "Tell me you don't regret this." He said, the sadness returning to his voice. "Tell me you don't regret the last 12 fucking months we spent doing this just because of this." He said like the current situation was nothing.

You laughed incredulously, finding no humor in the situation, "This, could very well be the end of my career." You said, ignoring his first demand. "This might be nothing to some big hot shot celebrity like you, whos sitting on some fucking gold mine, but I'm a little different Toji, I'm not some famous celebrity who can just never work again after this and be fine." You said, your lip quivering as you spoke.

"That's not what I meant." He tried to interject, to no avail as you continued ranting. "Who is going to hire the slut who whored herself out for the number one MMA fighter in the world? No company wants that kind of baggage." You said, shaking your head. "Don't say that shit about yourself." He said, looking sternly into your eyes. "That's all they fucking see Toji, that's all everyone thinks I am." You said, huffing out a curt laugh once more.

"Who cares what a bunch of strangers think about you? They don't matter!" He tried to reason. "You don't fucking get it! You're not listening to me!" You responded, raising your voice. "No, You're not listening to me!" He yelled loudly, catching you off guard at the desperation in his voice. "It doesn't matter what they think because I know. I know what you are. Do you want me to spell it out for you? Huh?" He yelled, his voice cracking as your crying picked up again, hot tears running down your face.

"I love you, okay? I'm in love with you." He yelled, his chest heaving. "Do you see me talk to anyone the way I talk to you? I don't even fucking look at anyone besides you." He said, exasperated, watching the fat tears roll down your cheeks as you watched him with a slack jaw as he made his way to your side of the bed. "The first person I look at when I finish a match, it's always you. It will always be you." He said, grabbing your face in his hands as you stared up at him, silently sobbing, your hands coming to rest on the small of his wasit.

"So tell me you don't regret what we've built, tell me." He said, clenching his jaw under the weight of his teeth. Your red eyes gazed up at him, iris swirling with confusion, sadness, anger, reciprocation. You were thrown back to what started all this as you stood on your tippy toes and crashed your lips with his, hot tears flowing freely from your eyes.

Toji inhaled sharply, wiping the hot tears from your cheeks before dropping his hands to your waist he pressed you against his body, moving your lips together needily. You whined shortly into his mouth, smoothing your hands over to the front of his chest as you started pulling up his shirt, trying to get him naked. Toji understood fully, pulling away from the kiss, he yanked his shirt off of his body in one swift movement and placed his large hands back onto your hips, connecting your lips again.

Toji walked the both of you back a couple feet, bumping the back of your shins against the bottom of the bed frame. You wrapped your arms around his strong neck and let him pick up your body, his hands coming to grip under your thighs as he wrapped your legs around his torso and climbed onto your bed, laying your back down on the sheets.

The two of you gasped and panted into the other's mouth through the messy kiss, quiet moans could be heard from the both of you when Toji started humping his hips shallowly into your clothed cunt, to which you wrapped your legs tighter around his large frame, encouraging the feeling. "I don't-" kiss "regret this-" you whispered against his lips, opening your eyes that locked onto his darker ones, blurry from the proximity. "Yeah?" He breathed into your cavern, one of his hands coming down to pull your legs off of his waist so he could pull your night shorts off.

"Yeah~" You wined, running your hands over his toned chest while he leaned back on his heels and pulled your shorts and panties down your body in one swift movement, exposing your already-soaked cunt to his eyes. Toji wrapped his arms around your thighs and pushed you higher up on the bed, making room for himself as he slotted himself between your legs, gripping around the fat of your thighs, he let you sling them over his shoulders as he pressed soft but needy kisses to the insides of your thighs.

"Toji~" You whimpered, keeping your swollen eyes on his as he looked up at you like you hung the stars in the sky. He tightened his hold on your thighs, squeezing the fat in comfort, "It's just us baby, let me take care of you." his deep voice spoke softly. The rapidness in which you were experiencing all of your emotions at once was giving you whiplash, but Toji's comforting thumb rubbing your skin was helping you ground yourself.

You nodded, and with that, Toji vacuumed his lips to your clit and got to work. "Ffuuck~" You wined breathily, tipping your head back against your familiar sheets-- heavy eyes shutting in pleasure as he flicked his tongue over the sensitive bud, humming against it. He kept his eyes on you the entire time, soaking in each and every one of your reactions. He released your clit with a pop; sticking out his tongue he dragged it through your folds before bringing the wet appendage back up to your clit and drawing his name across it.

Toji started humping his hips into the mattress, not being able to handle your soft moans echoing into his ears and his alone. He felt like the two of you were the only people in the world, he hoped you were feeling the same. He knew he couldn't fix this situation with the snap of his fingers, and it was sure to come with some level of consequence for the both of you, but he didn't want you to think about any of that right now, he just wanted you to focus on his tongue, and the pleasure it was bringing you.

He wished he could make you feel like this all the time, you looked like you were experiencing complete bliss, the way your eyes were screwed shut and your head was thrashing, you looked like you were in another world mentally from his tongue. Toji felt extra sensitive at this moment; maybe a combination of the confession and your sweet moans, the way you were squeezing his head with your thighs, your taste, all of it was making him feel like a virgin.

The mattress was also working him over surprisingly well. The ache in his cock was so strong, so he appreciated any sort of relief, he just didn't expect humping the bed sheets like some pre-teen would feel so good-- once again he thinks he had you to thank for most of what he was feeling. He couldn't help but wonder if he could get off like this; losing himself in your cunt as his thoughts kept rolling, he rapidly flicked his tongue on your sensitive bud, keeping his eyes on your flushed face.

"Right there- Fuck- Toji-" You wined, thrashing your head back and forth against the mattress, you laced your hands with one of his on your thigh, the other threading itself through his hair, still damp from his shower, as you gripped onto the strands for support. He headed your words, rolling his warm tongue over your clit as he drew shapes and words onto the bud, loving the way your back arched and the muscles of your thighs tensed under his hands.

He groaned into your wetness when you started rolling your hips against his face, moaning 'mhm''s into your cunt at his approval. He knew you were getting close when you started holding your breath, your moans pausing for a period of time before a larger one echoed throughout the room, another telltale sign being the way your thighs started to shake. "B-baby I'm gonna cum- 'ur gonna make me cum-" You whimpered, squeezing his hand in yours as he rapidly brought you to your high.

The man between your legs pinched his eyebrows together while he watched you fall apart on his tongue. He Humped his hips against the bed he felt himself feel dizzy watching your eyes roll back in your head as you repeated his name like a mantra. He felt his own orgasm crash over him as well, right when you gripped your nails into his hair and started riding out your own.

He moaned loudly into your cunt, sending delicious vibrations through your pussy as he worked you through the shocks of your orgasm. Toji's eyes were rolling back in his head as he felt rope after rope be realized into his pants, firmly pressing his hips into the bed for as much relief as possible as he shook his head against your wetness, letting you ride the aftershocks of your orgasm out on his tongue. "Fuck-" You heaved, releasing your grip on his hair you pulled is back to push your own out of your face, blinking away the fuzziness your orgasm created in your eyes.

Toji left one more kiss against your oversensitive clit before pulling away and raising his body to sit back on his heels, your thighs now slung over his more muscular ones. Your half-lidded eyes dropped to his crotch, noticing the twitching from under his sweats as a dark grey spot had formed right where his cock was. "Toji, did you-" You started, raising your eyes back up to meet his and blushing at the sight.

Toji was breathing heavily, his jaw dropped in a small o as his eyes flicked between your own, and the mess he made between your thighs. That same mess was coating the entire bottom half of his face, some on his nose and upper cheeks from how sloppily he had been eating you out. "Didn't know you liked eating my pussy that much." You smiled at him, wrapping the naked bottom half of your body around his hips as he leaned into you, placing his strong forearms by the sides of your head.

He leaned down to the crook of your neck and started leaving slow, teasing kisses against the skin, making you gasp softly. "Has there ever been a time we fucked that I didn't eat you out first?" He asked, his hot breath tickling your neck as he used his hand to tip your chin toward the ceiling to give himself more room. "Even when we have five minutes to get our shit done," kiss "I still eat your cunt out first don't I?" His deep voice vibrates into your skin, making you moan at his words.

"Yes, you- you do-" You respond, letting him spoil you with his heavy neck kisses. "I love makin' you feel good. Makes me so fuckin' hard to see you squirmin' like that cos of me." He continues, shallowly humping his semi-hard on against your naked cunt as he speaks. "Every time I feel you cum on my fingers before I fuck you." A bite could be felt on your neck, pulling the skin towards him before he let it drop back into place, "Makes me feel like I'm goin' fuckin' crazy." You whimper, grinding your hips into his as you meet his slow thrusts.

"Love hearin' you too," You giggle when he kisses a ticklish spot. "Okay I get it, you're in love with me~" You tease, running your hands through his air as he sucks purple bruises into your neck. "It's just that though." He says, pulling his head away to look at you directly. "I think I'm falling in love with you."

You've never seen the expression that was currently lying across Toji Fushiguro's features right now, it didn't look wrong; just unusual, and you think you could get used to it. He looked so bashful, almost pouting as he blushed down at you; he looked so soft. He leaned down for a kiss slowly, the two of you looking between your lips and eyes before-

*ring ring ring* ..... *ring ring ring .....

Toji dropped his head back into your neck defeatedly with a sigh, he almost forgot what was happening right now, you had that effect on him. You laughed at his reaction, feeling him leave weak kisses against your shoulder as you reached over to the nightstand and grabbed your phone, sliding the green button across the screen as you held it up to your ear.

"Hello?" You spoke into the receiver, wincing when the grating voice of Toji's assistant screamed through the phone. "I'm here, tell me why Toji's car is outside your house right now?! Are you with him?! Why did you not tell anyone!!" She yelled, Even from Toji's place on the opposite side of your neck, he could still hear her words loud and clear. "He got here not too long ago, and wanted to explain everything to me." You answered, running your hands through his hair absentmindedly as you spoke.

"Explain?! Explain what?? Why he leaked a fucking sex tape on a major social media sight, ON HIS PUBLIC ACCOUNT??" She yelled. You had to admit, her rage on your behalf felt nice, you always did like her, but you couldn't help but giggle at her words. After a brief back-and-forth explaining the situation to her, she sighed, and you heard her car start up again in the background. "Next time Toji goes MIA and the entire team is going batshit trying to find him, please at least let someone know." She sighed, feeling a headache come on.

Toji snatched the phone from your hand and pressed it against his ear. "We were a little busy." He said, rendering her completely speechless for a couple beats. You made sure to smack him upside the head, wrangling the phone back from him you muttered out a quick 'sorry' before letting her process Toji's words some more. "I don't want to know what that means and don't tell me. I don't wanna be liable for any of this shit, I don't know anything." She deadpanned, making you laugh into the receiver.

"Oh, so this is funny to y-" Another loud sigh could be heard from miles away from the intensity of it leaving her lips, "The two of you meet the team at Toji's in ten, hanging up now." She said before the dial tone blared through your phone. You turned your phone off, your body going limp against the sheets as you were brutally forced back into reality. If you had it your way you would stay in this bed forever, embraced in Toji's arms as the two of you lived your whole life out in this one room.

With a groan, he begrudgingly rolled himself off of you, walking over to your desk he grabbed your purse and turned back around to watch you sling your legs off the side of the bed and start sliding on your pants; the expression on your face was distant. Toji placed your bag on the mattress before he slotted himself between your legs and held your hands in his face, making you look at him. "It's going to be okay." He said, nodding his head. You shut your eyes, feeling the nausea start to creep back over you, Toji's words aided in keeping most of it down.

"Fuck, I don't wanna go" You said, leaning your heavy head into the side of his palm. He wasn't used to seeing you so soft, but it pulled all the right strings in his heart. He knew this was an absolutely horrid situation, but he couldn't help but want to engrain this exact moment into his brain forever. "It'll be alright, well get through this together." He reassured. You cracked your eyes open and stared at him blankly, pouting your lip at him.

"I meant I didn't wanna be seen with you and that very obvious cum stain on your pants, but that part too--sure, we'll figure this out." You said, forcing back a smile. Toji licked his teeth before the warmth of his hands were gone, and he walked over to where you kept your pants in your closet, you laughed as his figure disapeared into the open walk in closet, his wet pants and boxers being comedically thrown out of the room as he found something suitable to put on instead.

He walked out in a pair of your plaid pajama pants, that were about a foot and a half too short on him. "You know what, I'm glad your sex tape got leaked." He said, placing his hands on his hips as he looked at you all too seriously for the silly outfit he was adorned in. You covered your mouth as you burst into a fit of laughter, the scene made Toji internally sigh in relief, he knew you were trying to play tough to protect yourself from all those scary emotions, so he was glad to see you genuinely smile tonight.

"Let's go big boy." You said, throwing your bad over your shoulder and swiping your phone from the desk as you headed for the entrance of your bedroom. Toji followed hot on your heels, bumping into you when you stopped in your tracks and turned your head over your shoulder. "I think I'm falling in love with you too." You spoke into the quiet air, welcoming the feeling of Toji's warm hand rubbing on your arm before you trekked forward and made your way out the door to Toji's penthouse to meet the team.

Bonus scene:

You and Toji walk into his main room, every member of Toji's team sitting in his living room already as the chatter bustles loudly, computer keyboard clicking resonating through the room, men yelling at poor representatives on phones mixing with the conversation.

The room goes completely silent as soon as one of them looks your way, the rest of their eyes following; you swear a pin dropping could be heard.

They took in your states, Toji, his hair slightly wavy, slightly straight, sticking in every direction. The pants he wore bursting at the seams of the thighs as the ankle of the pant rested bellow his knee. You, adorned in black leggings and some band T-shirt, two different colored and different length socks hugged your ankles, your entire body wrapped in a snug looking grey robe- and of course, the dark purple hickeys that scattered across the expanse of your neck.

Toji raised an eyebrow, his lip curling upwards as his deep voice spoke. "Somethin' on my face?"

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wildflowersandvibranium · 19 days ago

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Missing You In Greece

Pairing: CEO!Bucky x Fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky’s been overwhelmed with work , leaving his fiancée worried. She shows up at his work expressing her feelings and he decides on taking her on a much needed vacation!

Word Count: 4k+

Content: FLUFFFFF , maybe some suggestiveness , kissing , angty thoughts at beginning , cutie couple vaca moments! if i missed anything let me know!

A/N: haiiii this one is so fun and i love it sm hehe! i tried a new writing style for me as the writer and am loving it im focused on adding detail and expressing my images and stories through them <33 i hope you enjoy reading bbys! 🫶🏼

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The late afternoon and now bordering on early evening had turned to dusk by the time she sat at her sleek black desk , staring at her phone screen for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

She’d been calling Bucky all day long , each call dropping to voicemail instantly. Her texts showed as “delivered” and not the usual “read” she received from him. She frowned , a little knot of worry and frustration tightening in the pit of her stomach.

“Thinking of you Babe , love you !” Delivered - 12:35 PM

2 missed calls - 1:03 PM

“Hey , are you alive?” Delivered 1:18 PM

“Can you please call me back just wanna know your alright ?” came a few hours later, her voice message direct but soft.

When there was still no reply , she called one more time , listening to the endless ringing before it dropped off.

She stared at the “Call ended” screen with the contact photo , it was of him in their bed silk ivory sheets tangled around his muscular bareback , lips open in a slight pout and brows fully relaxed as he slept , dreamt.

It was a rare and peaceful sight , only she got to see.

Trying to shake off the worry lingering in her mind she just told herself —she knew how busy he was. Running their multimillion dollar company; “Barnes & Rogers Security Co.” was no small task.

Bucky and Steve had been landing huge contracts these last few weeks with A list celebrities and higher respected politicians , so it made sense that he’d be buried in his work.

But she still felt that ache in her chest , the one that came from loving someone who didn’t always know how to put work down and focus on other things. Like taking care of themselves even.

It was late by the time she left her own office , the city buzzing outside as she stepped onto the crowded sidewalk. She should have gone home. She knew that. But something in her heart pulled her in the other direction towards the tall company building.

“I just need to see him , make sure he's okay” repeated in her thoughts.

So she turned , walked past the corner coffee shop she usually stopped at on their lunch meet ups , and headed for the towering glass building with the discreet , armored black SUVs out front.

The brass letters gleamed in the lobby: Barnes Rogers Security Co.

It always looked so intimating from the outside—so much bigger than being just a little corner of her world. She took a deep breath , straightening her dior coat bucky gifted her last spring , and walked in.

Inside , the marble floors were glossy under the overhead lights and the click of her office heels.

The lobby smelled faintly of expensive cologne and polished leather with a hint of coffee wafting somewhere deep in the building.

She recognized an actress slipping out the tall glass double doors—someone she’d seen in a dozen movies throughout her teen years. She offered a polite , awestruck smile and wave as she passed.

The receptionist , Amber looked up , familiar warmth in her big brown eyes. “Hiya , honey. He’s in a meeting right now. Want to just wait in his office?”

She nodded , her voice soft. “Yeah. Thank you.”

She slipped into Bucky's large office , the door closing behind her with a quiet and soft click. His desk was a study in order , pens in their place , papers stacked just as he liked.

She smiled faintly, feeling the odd comfort of seeing his world and mind, even if he wasn’t here next to her just yet.

She sat down in his massive black office chair , her feet not quite touching the floor, and started fiddling with the paperclips on his desk.

She stacked them , twisted them into little shapes , anything to keep her hands busy while she waited.

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Bucky Barnes was deep in his work , oblivious to everything else outside these four walls. His main conference room smelled faintly of aftershave and the rich roast of the espresso machine down the hall.

Company files were stacked neatly on the long mahogany conference table ; the soft hum of the city that never slept barely reached through the thick walls.

His fiancée’s phone calls had gone unanswered all day now. She missed him—missed the way his laugh rumbled in his chest , the way he’d look at her like she was the only thing that mattered. It all.

As their most recently joined clients left after their well ended meeting Steve's phone rang loud , it was her.

“Hey , sweetheart ,” Steve said , his voice warm and low. “Yeah he’s still in here , the main conference room , finishing some contract stuff. Of course….okay , bye.

“Who was that?” Bucky asked , looking up from his watch checking the time that seemed to just fly by.

“That was your girl Buck , she's here in your office , I would go if I were you.”

Steve huffed a laugh and exited the room with Bucky hot on his heels muttering something like “Why didn't you tell me?” and “What a punk you are”. To which Steve ignored and retreated to his own office next door.

When Bucky walked in , the look on his face was priceless.

“Doll,” he said , his brows lifting in surprise , his voice breathless from the rush.

“What are you doing here?”

She swung her feet and body playfully in the chair.

“Oh , just thought I’d see what was more important than answering your fiance's text and calls today.”

He let out a mix of a groan and a sigh , rubbing the back of his neck. “Not more important. Just…busy.” He fished his phone out of his jacket pocket and frowned at the dead screen.

“I’m sorry, baby it's been dead since lunch i guess.”

She tilted her head slightly at his frown. “It’s okay. I just missed you.” She opened her arms inviting him to cross the room to her.

He strode to her in three long strides , his cologne an earthy and warm scent wrapping around her whole being.

“Missed you too ,” he murmured , pulling her up for a kiss that chased away every bit of doubt and worry she’d felt.

“Let's get out of here” He whispered between kisses.

“Yes please , home” She sighed laying her head on his chest.

After a very quick dinner that was there when they arrived , thanks to bucky's drivers and hot calming showers for the both of them they decided to call it a night early.

The last of that day being them wrapped and tangled with the other , right where they belonged.

When the morning light came shining in through her closed eyelids she groaned wanting to sleep later since her alarm had not sounded yet

But was rudely awoken by a loud THUD.

She rubbed her eyes and saw Bucky by the bedroom door cursing under his breath for the loud sound he had made. Four bags of their designer luggage bags stacked neatly beside him.

She propped herself up on her elbows , sheets pooling down to her waist , hair messy, and squinted at her fiance.

“You’re finally leaving me for someone with better hair , it's that blonde at the burger place downtown isn't it ?”

He snorted dryly at her humor , crossing the room to kiss her pouty sleepy lips.

“Never. Now get up , doll. We’re leaving for our trip.” He casually dropped while turning to grab his phone charger by the bed.

“A trip?” she repeated , still half-asleep rubbing her eyes , thinking she misheard him.

He came strolling back to her side of the bed and brushed a strand of hair from her forehead.

“Yes a trip , I already called your boss , squared it away with Steve and the team. The jet’s waiting at the airport for us. We’re going to the house I have in Greece.”

She blinked at him twice , the words taking a minute to fully sink in.

“You’re serious?”

“Deadly. Now come on and get your lazy butt outta bed , I packed everything.”

She threw her arms around his neck , giggling as he picked her up and spun her once sitting her down , her bare feet meeting the plush rug. “You’re insane.” He pressed his forehead to hers smiling. “Only for you.”

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Bucky and Steve's private jet was more comfortable than any commercial flight could begin to dream of being.

She stretched out on the buttery tan colored leather seats , warm sunlight pouring in through the tiny airplane windows.

Bucky’s hand had found its way in her hair , fingertips gentle , tracing little circles against her scalp after she fell asleep just minutes after takeoff.

Her head using his thigh as a pillow , his presence like a protective fortress around her.

When she finally woke , the plane was dipping low over the bright Aegean Sea , glittering blue as far as the eye could see from their view above.

Bucky’s hand was now resting on her hip ashe she sat on her knees looking out taking pictures of the water below.

He leaned over to kiss her forehead sweetly , she leaned into it lovingly.

“We’re almost there, sweetheart.”

The villa was better than she had pictured in her mind when he first told her about the trip.

Beautiful hitewashed walls , bright blue shutters and tiled terracotta roofing.

The scent of salt and flowers filling the breeze inside and out of the home.

She walked barefoot across the cool marble flooring looking around , it was her first time at this vacation home and her breath was taken with every feature she unlocked and every room she entered.

The view of the sea stretching out in front of them on the back patio.

They dropped their bags in the main bedroom, which was of course massive and elegant , as Bucky took her hand.

“Come on sweets , let’s find something to eat i'm starving.” she giggled following him out of the villa.

They walked down a winding cobbled stone path to a little tavern beachside.

The tables were covered in brightly colored checkered cloths , the smell of grilled seafood and peace wafting through the air.

She ordered grilled shrimp skewers , lemon-drenched and smoky , while Bucky had chosen lamb souvlaki for himself and a side of fresh baked pita and hummus for them both.

They shared a carafe of lavish crisp local white wine that tasted like pure summer.

They kept the air charged with their love and conversatoion. Talking about everything that came to mind besides work they both agreed that was off the table on this trip.

As the sun began to dip past the line where sky met water , he pulled her close to his side , his arm around her waist and kissed her on that little spot under her ear that made her ticklish.

“I missed this ,” he rasped his voice low. She beamed up at him smiling and rested her head on his shoulder.

“Me too.”

After paying for the meal , hand and hand they moved to a blanket spread across in the sand. WatchIng as the sun slowly sank into the sea , the world turning a gold hue and pink sky around them.

That night in the quiet villa they both slept like rocks , bellies full , peace of mind , letting the ocean sounds lull them to a perfect sleep being with their lover and everything else all at once makes sleep come easy and very restful.

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She woke last as always , the sound of crashing waves on the shore outside the window and the warm and soft air greeted her immediately.

Bucky was already up a habit to be up early with his busy work schedule , twenty four hours not enough in one day so he had to make the most of it by rising before the sun.

He was leaning against the balcony railing in just a pair of expensive blueish–green swim trunks , his hair still damp from the shower he had when first waking.

He heard her shifting against the sheets and turned to face his girl , smile showing on his face as it met hers.

“Morning , beautiful ,” he whispered as he nodded his head back towards the smooth concrete patio behind him.

“Come swim with me.”

She smiled and stretched sitting up scooping up her new red bikini he bought for this trip specifically and scurried off to the ensuite bathroom , making him huff out a laugh at her excitement.

The infinity pool was clear– the brightest glass , the edge blending right into the horizon letting water spill off.

She slipped in the warm water , it was cool and silky against her smooth skin. Bucky came up behind her slowly, wrapping his arms around her waist , pressing a kiss to the curve of her shoulder.

“You’re mine,” he murmured , his voice soft.

“Always,” she said , turning to face him kissing him with all her love.

They spent the morning just floating in and by the pull. After a lot of kisses and dangling off the other the entire swim , Bucky's stomach growled loudly making them decide to get out.

They showered and got ready for brunch in town. She slipped on a baby pink two piece set with a matching tie around skirt. Bucky deciding on an opened crisp white button down and simple shorts to keep his tanned skin cool with the temps.

Their afternoon after eating fresh fruits and crepes drifted to wandering through the villages and shops.

The streets were lined with little local small businesses , the signature textured whitewashed buildings draped in bougainvillea.

They stumbled into a jewelry spot on the corner of the pathway. After looking for a few minutes with Buckys she found a delicate gold necklace with a tiny pearl charm that sat right in the middle of the pristine metal , and Bucky insisted on buying it for her. As soon as she tried it on and turned to meet his gaze his eyes lit up.

“It looks perfect on you, doll ” he beamed , whipping his head to the worker saying they will take it and turning back to her as he touched the delicate pearl that lay dead center.

She smiled up at him kissing his scuffed cheek. “You spoil me.”

He shrugged. “That's what i make it for” kissing her nose.

After dropping more money then she would have liked she had new heels , her necklace and a few summery dresses. All picked out by the guy joined to her hip.

Just as she liked it.

Tiring out on their first full day of vacation they decided for something sweet , shared pistachio gelato from a tiny stand by the deck overlooking the sea.

It was sticky-sweet and melting fast in the warm sunny air.

Wandering back to the villa leaning into Bucky she spotted a cute little spot and insisted she take pictures of him in front of these bright blue doors next door..

He made her laugh when he pulled silly faces but eventually cooperated smiling not for the camera but just by looking at the girl behind it. His girl.

They ended the beautiful night on an empty rooftop bar , due to the lateness of the day.

The lights of the village twinkled like stars that fell below them , as they shared a slow dance to music softly playing from a band on the lower deck.

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They woke slowly together the next morning , the soft light of dawn filling the bright bedroom. She stretched out , feeling the warmth of Bucky’s body pressed against hers. His hand lay heavy on her hip , his breath slow and even against her neck.

“Five more minutes,” he mumbled, feeling her stretch his voice muffled , squished by the pillow.

She smiled , turning in his arms to face him.

“If we keep saying that , we’ll miss out on the whole day , love” He barely cracked a bright blue eye open , a lazy slow grin spreading across his face.

“We’re on vacation , sweetheart. That’s kind of the point.”

Eventually after bribing him with kisses and a massage , they rolled out of bed , the cool marble floors a shock against their warm feet from the duvet.

She slipped into her white bikini with black polka dots , the one he loved—eyes watching her as she got ready, his bright blue gaze matching the water outside.

He tugged on black matching swim trunks , pausing to pull her close for a sleepy but heartfelt kiss.

“You’re beautiful,” he said against her soft lips , his hand warm on her lower back.

“You’re biased,” she teased , “but thank you” she was smiling at him through the mirror as she tied her hair up in a messy bun.

They packed a small canvas tote bag , sunscreen , towels , and a battered old paperback she’d been meaning to finish.

He grabbed his Armani sunglasses and wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they stepped out into the daring sun , the day bright and full of promise.

Down the sandy path , the beach stretched out before them: soft white sand , gentle waves lapping at the shore turning white. She let out a contented sigh , and he squeezed her shoulder.

“Come on , sweetgirl ,” he said with a wink. “Last one in has to buy dinner tonight.”

She didn’t even wait for the countdown , as soon as his words left his mouth she was breaking into a full on run , laughter trailing behind her as he chased her after dropping their bags and sprinted down to the water’s edge.

He had no worries , no work , just the two of them and the perfect pale blue of the sea.

Their day was all about the sea. After swimming for hours they walked to the nearby dock where Bucky rented a small boat , the water glittering silver atop the surface around them. The yellow sun slowed on their faces.

She sat on the edge of the boat , book in hand and toes dipping in the water. Behind her Bucky's deep voice sounded.

“You’re killing me ya’ know that?” pulling her in for a kiss as the boat rocked them gently.

“You’re not so bad yourself , Barnes” she teased , running a hand down his chest.

He grabbed her wrist, picking up the left hand and placing a quick kiss to the large diamond that sat atop her finger.

“Can't wait till your Barnes too” His voice barely a whisper making her blush a deep red and nodding as she leaned in meeting him in a quick kiss.

They snorkeled in a quiet cove they found away from the large groups of people , schools of silver and yellow fish darting around them underwater.

She reached out to touch a pinky red starfish , its texture rough and alive against her delicate touch and fingertips.

When they came up for air at the same time , they laughed , salt on their lips and smiles in their eyes.

As they made it back at the villa , they slipped into the hot tub before ending the day as the sun lowered.

The air swirling around them was cool against their over heated skin , steam rising around their bodies.

She yawned , resting her head against his warm shoulder , tracing lazy circles on his bicep she was clinging to.

“I don’t want to leave , ever.” she said softly, eyes closed.

He tilted her chin up to kiss her. “We’ll come back. I promise.”

She smiled against his lips, eyes fluttering open. “As long as it’s with you.”

On the last day of their trip , they woke up to the quiet hush and beginning of dawn , the sky barely there pale pink over the Aegean.

Bucky’s hand found her waist under the thin warm sheets , and he pulled her close , burying his face in her mused hair.

“Morning my love,” his voice still gravelly from sleep.

She smiled , eyes still closed tight. “Mornin’ , What’s on the agenda today, mister I have a surprise?”

He propped himself up on an elbow laughing. “You’ll see.”

He’d booked a cooking class at a little family-run place deep in the town.

She slipped on a short lavender sundress , and he throwing on a blue button up with a white tank underneath.

As they arrived at the place she was immediately skeptical , she could barely manage scrambled eggs at home on a good day , but Bucky was beaming with excitement.

The tiny kitchen smelled of fresh cut herbs and sea salt. They learned to make spanakopita , the flaky pastry that is warm and rich , with a simple but perfect Greek salad that tasted fresh and like summer in a bowl.

Flour dusted her cheeks and nose as she worked , and Bucky couldn’t help but lean in , kissing her softly and pulling out his phone taking a pic.

“You’re adorable ,” he said , and she just rolled her eyes , laughing as she wiped flour on his nose in retaliation.

After successful not burning down the kitchen and making something actually edible they thanked the hosts and bid their goodbyes.

They wandered through a local olive grove just outside of town. The sun was kissing their shoulders , and the trees stretched in neat lined rows , their silver-green leaves shimmering in the light.

An older woman with white hair and the brightest eyes pressed a tiny glass bottle of virgin fresh olive oil into her hands as she stood next to Bucky—“For love,” she said with a wink looking at Bucky then walking off.

She held it close smiling , feeling the weight of that blessing.

Bucky had found a little spot sitting under the shade of an old olive tree , sharing fresh baked bread , oil , grapes and soft cheeses they packed from the class.

Bucky had lay back as she popped a piece of bread in her mouth moaning at the taste on her tongue , his head sprawled in her lap , eyes closed with tranquility ignoring the beating sun rays.

“I could stay here forever,” he hummed.

She carded her fingers through his cropped brown hair.

“We might have to. I’m not sure I’ll be able to go back.”

He squinted his eyes open , grinning. “Maybe we won’t.”

As evening fell , they took a sunset horseback ride along the iconic cliffs. She was a little nervous at first , clinging tightly to the horse’s mane , but Bucky rode behind her , steady and sure.

The view was breathtaking and straight from a magazine , the sea crashing below them , the sky streaked with pink and orange.

When they stopped at the overlook , he leaned down , pressing his lips to her temple.

“See? I told you it would be good.”

She laughed, turning to face him. “It’s more than good. It’s perfect , I love you ”

Back at their final night at the villa they cracked open a bottle of pristine local red wine on the balcony deck.

The air was borderline cold now as she wrapped up in one of Bucky's shirts.

The night full of the quiet music of crickets playing their songs and the soft continuous crash of the waves.

She leaned her head on his chest , the two of them wrapped in a light blanket now.

“Thank you for this,” she murmured.

Bucky pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. “For you, I’d steal and give you the whole world, doll.”

At that moment , she believed him truly as the words settled and her eyes closed drifting to a peaceful rest.

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The morning they were set to leave , she packed their bags slowly, her fingers lingering on the cool marble countertop as she worked.

Bucky watched her as she did , his gaze soft.

“You okay?” he asked , setting his hands on her hips as he closed the space between them.

She nodded , leaning back against him. “I just… I don’t want to go back to the real world.”

He rested his chin on her shoulder. “We’ll make more real-world moments like this , I swear it .”

She turned to face him , wrapping her arms around his neck. “I believe you.”

He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. “Good. Because I’ve got plans.” he winked, kissing her slowly.

As they left Greece they left with the taste of sea salt and sweet wine still on their lips , hearts full and heavy all at once. But she knew wherever they went next, even if it was home or work down the street , they’d make it theirs , because Bucky was home , and she was his.

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