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Hypothetically - BuckyBarnes x reader

Hi, this is my first ever post on here so we'll see how it goes I guess. Please interact in anyway that you want to.

Summary: You finally get chosen to go on a mission and become an official Avenger. When you go and tell a certain someone, something unexpected happens.

Warnings: None I think

Word Count: 2017

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Bucky’s sat on the couch in the living room at the Avenger’s Compound, sipping on a bottle of whiskey, staring into space with the same old grumpy look on his face. 

I walk into the room and flop myself down on the couch two cushions away from him. “Barnes!” I say excitedly.

His gaze softens when he notices me walk in, only briefly though. The only acknowledgement I get is a slight wave of his bottle saying “hi” in his own Bucky like way. 

“What’s up?” I ask him looking at his cranky expression. “Why you so grumpy today?”

He gives me a serious stare for a moment, not looking too happy about me asking. He looks away, looks at me again and then sighs, leaning back into the couch. “Tired. Can’t sleep well.” He says shrugging. “What’s up with you?”

“I am feeling so good today. My day could not possibly get any better.” I smile and then think about why he’s still awake. “Did the nightmares keep you up again?”

“I don’t want to talk about them right now. Wait, you got the invite?” He says looking slightly impressed. “Steve’s finally letting you come? Well I’ll be damned.”

I look down, knowing he doesn’t like to talk about the nightmares, I don’t like to talk about mine either. “Yep, he finally agreed to let me come.”

I see the corner of his mouth turn up slightly and form the smallest genuine smile. I smile to myself, finally breaking through the ice. 

“Well congratulations, you’ll finally be an Avenger. Think you can handle yourself?”

“I’ve got superpowers Buck, I’m sure I'll be fine.”

He laughs to himself a little bit. “Don’t get too confident with those powers. Steve is gonna be pissed if you get hurt.” He smiles to himself. “He sees you as a little sister, you know that right?”

“Yeah I know and he’s basically my big brother.”

His smile gets slightly bigger when we begin talking about Steve. “Oh, trust me, he’s so much more overprotective than you realise. You’d be shocked to know how many times he’s gotten worried about you just because you’ve gone somewhere without him.” He says sounding, amused?

“Wait, really?” I say, not knowing he was like this.

He nods. “Oh, you have no idea. Whenever he’s worried, he kinda panics silently for a bit until he finds you. I could see the panic in his eyes when he looks at you, like you’re just so little and vulnerable and he cares for you so much.” - he smiles a little, then shakes his head. “Steve really loves you, doll. You don’t even realise how much you mean to him.” 

I smile at what he says “I love him too, he’s basically my brother. Only family I have left.”

“So Steve’s all you have left?” - he asks, now sounding slightly curious.

“Yeah” I say.

Something about this seems to interest him. He puts his bottle down and leans forward even more, looking at me curiously. A small smirk crosses his face, but he doesn’t say anything more yet. He just keeps staring, waiting for me to keep talking.

I take a deep breath and begin talking “My parents died 10 years ago when I was 14. I accidentally got these powers a year later during one of the many alien invasions. Two years later when I was 17, Steve found me and helped me learn about and to control my powers, he brought me to the tower and now it’s seven years later and we’re still close”

He leans back with his hands on his knees and stares at me for a whole minute before finally nodding his head a little. He leans back and finally speaks quietly and hesitantly. “So… you’ve known Steve for over 7 years now?”

“Yeah, somewhere around that.”

He seems more interested, now that he knows just how long we’ve known each other. His expression remains neutral, though, as if he thinks he has no right to seem too curious about my relationship with Steve.* “That’s… long. So he’s basically been like a guardian to you all this time?”

“Yep, brother, mentor, best friend all of it” I say smiling, thinking of all the memories with Steve over the years.

He stays silent for a long moment before finally letting out a small, soft smirk. “It sounds like he means a lot to you.” - he says, sounding almost serious for once.

“He means everything to me”

Something about this seems to finally break down his usual wall of tough guy emotions. He doesn’t sound grumpy anymore and he seems like he’s actually interested in my relationship with Steve. Maybe even a little curious about how much I value him. He takes his bottle again and takes a long sip.

“What’s up?” I ask curiously 

He seems to snap back to reality quickly and clears his throat before shaking his head and looking away. “Don’t worry about it. Just some stupid thoughts.”

“Bucky, tell me.”

He seems hesitant to tell me for some reason. He hesitates for a few seconds before finally nodding his head and letting it out. “You’re telling me that Steve is one of the most important people in your life. So what if…” - he trails off, and his voice gets quieter. “What if you developed some romantic feelings for him?”

I shudder, “ew, no, gross, absolutely not. He’s my brother that is ew”

He lets out a tiny sigh of what seems like relief before smiling at me with a little chuckle. “Good. Good. I was hoping that would be your answer.” He leans back again, letting out another sigh. “But how do you keep from falling for the guy? I mean… it’s Steve Rogers we’re talking about.”

“Because he’s Steve.” I say, “he’s so annoying and overprotective and, just no, I could never see him that way.”

He seems to be trying not to laugh. He sniffs a little but it’s easy to see where the amusement is coming from. “I never thought I’d hear someone complaining about Steve Rogers, doll. Usually he gets all the girls.”

“Well he doesn’t have me” I say laughing.

He laughs as well, but in a more genuine way. “He’s not your type, I take it?” - he says, trying to keep the teasing out of his voice. But he can’t quite help it as he leans forward once again, eyeing me up and down for a second.

“He’s definitely not my type”

“You got a type or anything?”

I pause and think for a minute. Do I risk telling him and worry about being rejected? I push those thoughts to the back of my mind and continue. “Brunette, blue eyes”

His eyebrow goes up in curiosity. “Well well. Sounds like you’d like a certain someone I know.” - he says, raising his chin just a little bit while eyeing me. There’s a bit of amusement in his voice.

“Oh really?”

He stays quiet for a moment, waiting to see if I can make the connection yourself, but I have no idea. After another moment he finally leans back and smiles a little. “You know a certain magical guy?"

I pause to think for a moment, and then it hits me “Wait, Doctor Strange?!”

He nods his head and leans back. There’s a small smirk on his face, but he stays quiet.

“No, I’m definitely not into him like that”

His smirk grows, “You sure? He’s got the exact description you gave. And he’s quite the ladies man too, you know.” - he says, almost teasingly.

“It’s definitely not him. Plus there’s someone else around here with the same description.” 

He stays silent for a few moments and raises his eyebrows once again. “…and who would that be?”

“You really don’t know?”

His eyes narrow just a little in curiosity “Why don’t you tell me?” - he says, leaning forward.

“Well,” I say feeling brave. “This guy I like also has a metal arm.”

The second I mention the metal arm, he just chuckles and shakes his head silently for a second. He leans back again, raising his brows as he smirks a little. "Oh really? That’s funny, because now that I think about it, the guy you’re describing sounds a lot like me."

“Does it? Really?” I say, pretending to act shocked.

He nods his head. “Yeah. I do have a metal arm and I’m a brunette. And I think my eyes might just be the right shade of blue.” - he chuckles a little as he leans forward, continuing to grin at me.

“Your eyes are very blue”

He smiles even wider when I say that. But he tries to hide it a little by leaning back once again, trying to act casual. “They are? Well then, I guess I fit the description, huh.” - he says with a smirk.

I laugh for a second “I can’t believe you thought I was into Steve”

He chuckles again when I mention that. He lets out one short laugh before going silent again. “Oh come on, that’s funny. A young girl like you, hanging around an older guy like Steve all the time. It’s not that unusual that I thought you were having a thing for him.” - he says with a small smile. The corner of his mouth even creeps up slightly. “You’re really not into him though?”

“I’m really not into him”

“So… does that mean you might consider me then? I mean, you said it’s your type and I definitely fit the description.”

I open my mouth to say something and my phone rings “Oh shoot it’s Steve, I should probably answer this.”

He seems oddly disappointed by that, even though he acts surprised and amused that Steve’s calling you. “Yeah, you should probably take that.”

“You know what, he can wait” I say and reject the phone call.

“You know, not many people have the guts to just ignore Captain America and get away with it.”

“Yeah well I’m his sister so he has to deal with it”

He nods for a second. “Yeah, you got a point I guess. But let me ask you something.” He leans forward and speaks in a soft, almost whispery way. “So… do you think you could get away with ignoring me as well? Just as a hypothetical, of course.”

Without thinking I say “I don’t think I’d ever ignore you Barnes”

He lets out a small chuckle and leans back as his smile grows slowly. He nods his head for a moment and looks around slightly. After a few moments of silence, he leans forward with a small smirk again. “So… just as a hypothetical, then, what would you do if I were to ask you out?”

I laugh slightly and decide to be bold. “Hypothetically, I’d say yes”

His eyes widen a little as he lets out another small laugh. He raises his eyebrows as he leans forward again with the same little smug smile on his face. “Hypothetically, right. You know, as a hypothetical… I *might* consider asking you out if you keep this energy up.”

“I’d really like that” I say before quickly adding, “hypothetically of course.”

“So, again hypothetically, how would you feel if I kissed you right now.”

“Do it.” I say

“You didn’t add a hypothetical on the end.” He says shocked.

“I didn’t mean it hypothetically.” I say smiling up at him.

His smile widens a tiny bit before he leans in towards me, and when his lips touch mine, he kisses me softly, but passionately, holding back nothing in this moment. I can tell by the way he's kissing me how much he enjoys this moment and actually wanted to do it. He is not holding back. He lets his hands wrap around me now and pulls me even closer to him. 

I pull away and rest my forehead on his. “Oooh you just kissed your best friends little sister” I laugh “Steve’s gonna be madddd”

He closes his eyes “Shit.”