#bucky and alpine

[lives-in-midgard]

I see no difference

[bluetimeombre]

⤑ ★ Getting along,

You and Bucky are dating, when Bucky adopts a cat of a mission the cat and you can’t seem to get along until you do.

[if you show me Bucky and Alpine, I will show you my heart crying- I love them so much] Bucky x reader. Cat scratches. Making out but not smut. Sam is featured. Enjoy!!

You loved Bucky.

You loved Bucky more than you loved anything in the world. Your heart was completely and utterly captured by that metal hand of his. You'd do anything for him, and he would you. The both of you knew that your love went beyond any stereotype that could be created.

However...

Bucky never usually did anything without consulting you first. Although there was only the two of you in your small apartment, you were the boss- and he wouldn't have it any other way.

So when he returned from a three day long mission you wanted nothing more than to jump in his arms, smother him in kisses and assure he was well rested and un-scathed.

In fact you were a leap away from him when you noticed the white fluffy thing cradled in his arms.

"Hey Doll," Bucky sighed, dropping his bag on the ground at his feet. With the arm that wasn't clutching the white live thing, he opened it for an embrace.

You stopped and stared. "Bucky, there's a cat under your arm."

"Yeah, I guess there is," he chuckled. His arm was still raised, still waiting for you.

You were staring at the cat and you were sure the cat was staring at you. No- glaring at you. "Do you know there's a cat under your arm?"

Bucky- getting the hint you weren't going to fall into his arms- dropped it down to the cats head and started to pet behind its ear. "The thing was stuck in that warehouse I couldn't leave it. I know I should've said something but I just thought," he trailed off, looking down at the cat. "And look at her face."

"It's a she?" suddenly you were feeling very replaced. Especially as the cat- she- was still curled up in his arms where you usually were.

"I've called her Alpine, suits her you think?" and Bucky was smiling, he seemed so genuinely happy to have a small animal curl into him as if it was a safe place. The only other person who treated him as such was you.

You tilted your head at the cat and watched it blink.

Bucky slowly set her on the ground. The cat- or as you should have got acquainted, Alpine- walked around his legs, wrapping a tail around him. "I've checked the lease, we're allowed pets. Sure, we'll have to get her some bowls and cat food, tuna's fine, right? And maybe some toys."

Still, you were silent, only watching the cat as it purred against Bucky. You couldn't be getting jealous over a stray... could you.

Bucky saw you weren't talking, saw that you were looking at the cat like trying to calculate its next move. He walked over, his hands cold from the night air holding your arms. "If there's a problem we can- we can look for a foster home."

But that little light in his eyes dimmed at the very thought of giving her up already. You had no idea, this cat could have been his soul companion on that mission. She could have saved his life, so maybe you'd have to allow the way Alpine curled against his boot and looked up at you as a way of claiming.

"The cat can stay," you agreed, begrudgingly.

Just for his grin you would have agreed again and again. "You are an angel," he said.

You smile, throwing your arms around his neck as his hands fall to your hips, delighted to be pulling you in. "Does an angel get a kiss from her returned lover?"

"Hmm, only when they're good." Bucky's lips were as soft as always as he pressed them against yours slowly. There would be no mission to rush off to. No awaiting call either of you would have to flea away for. There was just you, Bucky and all the time in the world to savour the way his lips traced yours, how his tongue dared to taste-

Then came the first meow that pulled you and Bucky away from your moment. It was the first but it would in no way shape or form to be the last.

You'd never thought to box yourself in as a 'cat' or 'dog' person, but after Alpine, you were starting to wish Bucky had just found a fish.

It started with the small things, like the two of you having breakfast only for Alpine to jump up and steal Bucky’s attention.

But then Alpine got a spot in the bed- specifically- right between the two of you.

You were coming home late one night from work and wanted nothing more than to curl up in bed with Bucky and sleep. So when you kicked off your shoes and peeled off your jacket, lazily making your way to the bedroom. You were about to fall down next to Bucky who was already sleeping, and arm out to your empty side, when you spotted what was under his arm.

Alpine.

"Oh no you don’t buddy," you scoffed.

She blinked up at you.

"Move." You were being as quiet as possible- you knew Bucky was a light sleeper.

Alpine meowed in defiance.

You tried to tug on the blanket, tried to get her to move it but she only showed your her fangs. "Oh that’s how you want to play it?"

Bucky grumbled. "Doll? What are you doing?"

"Fighting with your cat."

There was a lazy smile on his face. "Our cat."

"If she was our cat, she’d move so I could be with my man," you grumbled, perching on the edge of the bed.

His brows wriggled. "Your man."

Alpine still refused to move.

"Well-" he pushed himself up. "There’s an easy way to fix that."

Before you ask if it was putting the cat up for adoption, his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you in until you were held in his chest and he’d pushed you onto the bed with him. He attacked you with kisses and rolled along the bed until you were stuck under him.

Of course, Alpine moved when he wanted it.

But it wasn't just sleeping Alpine was cagey about, it was anything in the bedroom. Specifically, what was reserved for the bedroom.

You and Bucky had had a very busy week, and it had only dragged. So when the two of you finally had some time alone, you only wanted to use it wrapped up in each other.

Bucky was leaning on the headboard, his hands roaming your back and squeezing your hips as you moved atop him. Both of you were still clothed, only your lips and your tongue bare against each other. The motion of cloth between the two of you only built the frenzy.

You were in no rush to be quick. Although hard and fast was fun, nothing felt better to Bucky than softly caressing your body, squeezing and rubbing all his favourite spots.

"You feel so good, baby," he mused against your lips.

You moan, tilting your head back as his lips trail down your neck. "Bucky." Your hands tangle in his hair.

"Want you so badly," he said, marking the words against your neck as his teeth pressed into the skin. "Wanna throw you on this bed and-"

There was the faintest of scratches on the door could be heard from outside. If he weren't a super soldier it might have slipped past him.

He stilled.

"No, no, no," you groaned, grabbing his cheeks and making him look at you. "You want me. You need me."

"I do, I do," he nodded, pecking your lips. "But-"

As if she knew she was winning him over, Alpine meowed.

"She's fine," you say and wriggle on his lap to get his attention. It works as his eyes close and a guttural groan rips through his throat. "Let's keep going, keep going-" you smash your lips on his and make the slow movements fast.

He groans into your lips, gently nipping your bottom lip.

Alpine meowed louder and louder.

"She sounds so sad," said Bucky.

She scratched again.

Bucky lifted you from his lap and rolled, getting out from under you and you flopped on the bed. "I'm sorry, baby, i'm sorry, I just can't hear her like that." Bucky opened the door and Alpine wondered in casually. She climbed up her cat tree that Bucky kept in the corner.

You complain into the cushion.

"Look, hey, come on doll," Bucky crawls up the edge of the bed, turning you onto your back. He pressed kisses against your clothed stomach as he worked up. "She'll see what we're up to, she'll understand and she'll leave. Then it's just you and me."

His hands slipped under you shirt, feeling you and working you up. His lips kissed you sweetly along your neck but you watched Alpine, sit upon her tower and watch the two of you, her tail going side to side.

"No," you said, hands on his shoulders. He sighed and laid flat atop you. "No, can't do it, she's staring."

Bucky's grumble vibrated your whole body. "Alpine!"

"I'm gonna have a shower," you get out from under him but his hand still held yours.

Bucky was smirking. "Can I join you?"

But the decider came at the worst time.

Bucky had gone on a mission. It was supposed to be easy, nothing big, nothing serious, just a sweep of some odd movements at a warehouse in the middle of nowhere. It had left you and Alpine for two days to try to bond. Both of you seemed to have something in common while he was gone: you both missed him.

While you slept in his clothes, Alpine slept on his cushion and there was peace for forty-eight hours.

Then Sam called, Bucky had got hurt and was in a bad way.

You'd rushed to his side, Alpine had followed you as if she understood the phone call too.

He was out cold, a blow to his head. Part of his metal arm had been damaged in the fight and there was a bandage wrapped around his other shoulder. While his eyes were closed he just looked tired, like he was sleeping it off.

But you knew better.

"Oh my god," you gasp as Alpine jumps on the bed.

"He's stable, they got most the scrap metal out his other shoulder," Sam said, lingering with you. "It's just his choice when he wakes."

It took a lot to bring down the Winter Soldier. You were terrified that his 'when' he woke would be a while.

You walk to his side, going for his metal hand when Alpine screeched and her claws quickly dragged along your skin. You pulled away with a yelp at the angry claw marks down your hand. "Alpine!"

"Woah, ok!" Sam took your hand to check the cuts.

Alpine sat on the bed, looking as if she hadn't done anything wrong.

In anger, you tried for him again but Alpine warned you with her claws.

"Damn, that cat means business," said Sam, holding you back.... from a cat.

"Get down," you try to order her, tears in your eyes. Not because her claws hurt- they did, but because Bucky, your love, was lying in bed and she wouldn't let you near him.

She didn't move.

"Why won't you let me near him!"

"Ok, ok," Sam calmed you. "I have an idea." He disappeared, hoping you wouldn't get in a physical fight with the cat while he was gone.

Your chest rose and fell with harsh breaths. You wouldn't stand for it. It was one thing having Bucky's attention, it was another interrupting your alone time but your heart was breaking and you were scared. You wanted Bucky.

"I know you love him, I do to," you hold up your hands, to show how innocent you were as you stepped closer carefully. "I know he helped you out of a rough spot, he did with me to. But he's hurting, and I just want to hold his hand."

Alpine's eyes softened.

"I love him. I love him, Alpine. He's hurting and it hurts me. I just want to be at his side, like you are."

She wasn't going for an attack as you sank into the seat. She was still listening.

You gently take his metal fingers and wrap them around your hand until it's a weight. "We can both protect him now," you tell her. Maybe it would be nice to actually have some company. "Maybe if we both team up we can stop him from going on missions all together."

Her tail swished at the idea.

You smile as a little tear fell down your cheek. "You know, I didn't like you at first, stealing him from me. But maybe you're a little like me. Would do anything for him."

She meowed in agreement.

"Can we share?"

Her agreement came in form of her giving you space. She gently padded down the bed and curled at the end next to his boot.

When Sam came in with a can of tuna to lure Alpine away, he found both you and Alpine curled into Bucky, sleeping. He smiled to himself and left the can next to you- just in case Alpine wanted to dawn the Solider title.

You didn't remember falling asleep, you only remembered fingers running through your hair softly waking you.

You smile at the feeling, hiding your face in the covers when you realised the only hands to caress you like that were Bucky's and if Bucky was caressing you, he must be awake.

"Hey, baby," he greeted with a sleepy smile when you looked up.

"Buck-" you gasp and sit up, getting as close to the bed as you could. "You're awake? Are you ok? Should I get Sam?"

He smiled at your worry, his hand cupping your cheek and running his thumb over the red in your cheeks. "Leave birdbrain out there- i've got my favourites right here."

You kissed the palm of his metal hand. "I was so worried."

"I'm ok, doll." He took your hands, holding them. Bucky intended to bring them to his lips, to kiss them when he spotted the three angry lines of red. "Are you? What the hell happened?"

Only he could be in bed, injured after a mission gone wrong and worry about a couple scratches on your body.

You smiled, confusing him further. "Alpine and I had some things to sort out."

There was a flash of annoyance in his eyes and his foot nudged the cat still asleep at the edge of the bed. "Alpine!" he hissed.

"Leave her- leave her," you tell him, holding his arm and assuring him. "We worked out her differences and realized we have more in common."

With your words, Bucky settled down on the bed again, shifting slightly so he could gaze at you. "And what's that?"

"We love you."

[enthyrea]

she gets it from her dads

[simp-4-marvel]

Bucky and Alpine!!! Again😼

[barnesonfilm]

made myself cry on the way home today thinking about bucky having to take alpine to the vet but being afraid of putting her in a cage.

it’s a simple vet visit. normal and routine for pet owners. bucky with his newly rescued alpine alongside the small carrier he was given to transport her in. he looks down at the frail ball of white fur and scoops her up gently in his hands ready to place her inside before he pauses.

he’s spent so much of his life shoved into cells and cages. boxed and restrained against his will. he thinks of all the times he was left alone in a dark unfamiliar place and sets her back down. she meows and rubs her body against his leg, completely oblivious to the inner turmoil he’s facing. that night the carrier is outside on the curb next to the trash.

the next day he walks into the vets office with alpine secured gently in his makeshift carrier. she lays calmly in an old milk crate he found in an alleyway by his apartment. her head popping out the top occasionally to look at passerby’s. he spent an hour scrubbing it down paranoid any new york city germs would linger, all while alpine meowed for treats on the counter next to him. he spent the rest of the night zip tying old cut up shirts to the sides and an old blanket on the bottom. the first time he put her in it she jumped out and he panicked- already imagining carrying her into the clinic tucked inside his jacket. he barely slept that night. he’d wake up and glare at the frankenstein creation he’d spent hours fretting over. taunting him from the corner of the living room. that morning he woke up and alpine was uncharacteristically not curled up next to him or begging for her breakfast. he all but stumbled around the apartment in a haze panic lurching in his throat. he paused when he turned the corner noticing the white fur curled up in the dark fabric lined crate.

he sat in the waiting room with his head held high ignoring the sideways glances from others. he was used to the staring anyways. he simply kept his hand under her chin rubbing the spot that made her purr, smiling softly to himself. the veterinarian had asked multiple times if he needed a carrier to take home and he refused politely. simply placing her back into the crate for the walk back home. he was already thinking of stopping at the craft store and finding new ways to upgrade his contraption. he never once felt silly or ashamed. it didnt matter what anyone else thought. he was proud because he knew alpine would never have to feel like she was caged- just that she was loved, safe, and most importantly free.

[satanzayoru25341]

cute and charmful! ❤️

bucky & alpine ❤️

[nervmaup]

[mohish-ko]

★ "I would take you, if I had a home" ★

[redroomwarrier]

“I go for the gut, you go for the face.”

[myladyship]

Came up with this while writing.

Alpine beign an indicator and proof that Bucky is in a safe place and not with Hydra.

He wakes up frightened, and when he hears a sweet meow, he sees Alpine coming to him. Purring and telling him he's alright.

[ironspidersblog]

No thoughts, just Bucky caring alpine in his jacket

[miryum]

Doing Something Stupid Pt 1 (Thunderbolts*!Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Part 2

Warnings: very obscure/small spoilers to Thunderbolts* (the scene I wrote about was in the trailer), allusions to sex, talk of guns, allusions to Bucky’s trauma, Bucky’s metal arm

Standing in the kitchen, Bucky watched as Alpine ambled across the counter. The cat was due for a vet appointment soon and he knew he would be the one taking her. You never liked taking Alpine to the vet because it was one of the few times the cat shook in fear and you would look over at Bucky, wide-eyed and lip practically quivering. With both of his girls looking like that, Bucky always caved.

He was wearing a white tank-top under his dress shirt, eyes scanning over packets that had been sent over weeks ago. He was still getting used to being Congressman Barnes, but he certainly liked the way your eyes glinted whenever you called him that. It usually led to other things that you called him much too old for. He always proved you wrong.

As he was taking a bite of leftovers, sauce plopped down onto his shirt and arm. He looked down and sighed in defeat. Alpine meowed at him, as if chastising him for eating messy food in his fancy clothes. Shrugging the shirt off and running it under some water from the sink, Bucky shot Alpine a glare. “Don’t tell her,” he grumbled. Alpine promptly leapt off the counter and sauntered off.

A while later, Bucky was still flipping through the packets, left arm gone. He heard you before he felt you. Your footsteps were ingrained in his mind and he was sure he would be able to distinguish them out of a lineup if need be. Your hands pressed along his back and then up to his shoulders. He could feel your cheek between his shoulder blades and he felt his muscles instinctively relax. You weren’t repulsed by the raised scars and mountains that littered his skin, leaving patches a bit lighter or redder than normal. Your fingers brushed over them all, just the same, never wavering or disgusted. After years of fearing human touch and all that it had done to him, Bucky was still baffled that yours was the one that could soften him and leave him undone. Wrapped around your finger, Sam used to say.

“What have I told you about eating before an event, James Buchanan Barnes?” you asked, voice soft and teasing.

“Did Alpine tell you? Traitor.” He turned around and leaned against the counter, hand instantly finding your hip and drawing you close.

You gave him a knowing look as you stepped between his legs. “Don’t call my baby that.” You glanced down to see the dishwasher running before looking back up at your husband. “Really?”

Bucky shrugged innocently. “It’s efficient. Plus, it needed a good cleaning after last night.”

You scoffed and pushed at his shoulder lightly, knowing exactly what he was talking of. Your hands slipped down to his waist before resting your chin on his collarbone, eyes staring up at him. Bucky silently begged the dishwasher to finish; he wanted to hold you properly, with both arms. Luckily, he got his wish. 

“Gimme a second, doll,” he said, opening the dishwasher and steam gently rolled out. It only housed two plates from breakfast that morning and a couple of glasses, the majority of the bottom rack being taken up by his vibranium arm. Clicking it back into place, after a roll of his shoulders, he could hold you again.

The silence was interrupted by his phone ringing and he let out a low groan, head dropping to rest on your hair. “Could be work,” you coaxed and he reached over to grab the offending device. You were right, as you always were, and you listened as Bucky tried to encourage Mel, the assistant of Valentina De Fontaine, to testify against her employer. You pitied the poor girl, knowing that she was in a difficult position between morality and power. Bucky’s metal hand drew absentminded circles over your waist as the call continued and Alpine mewed from the couch. 

 “Are you gonna be safe?” is all you asked when the phone had been hung up and Bucky stared down at you with that look in his eye. He was planning something that most likely involved guns and superhumans.

“I’ll try.”

“That’s not exactly convincing,” you muttered out, but let your head rest against his chest. You caught his left hand in yours and began to gently trace the golden edges of his knuckles and wrist. Your thumb brushed over the engraved gold strip on his ring finger he had gotten after your wedding. He still wore his ring most of the time, but when he was in the public eye and away from you, he wanted something that didn’t draw attention to you while also silently professing his love. It was for your protection and you understood that wholeheartedly. 

“Doll…” he said in response.

“No, I know,” you sighed softly. “Just please come back to me in one piece. And don’t do anything unnecessary.”

Alpine let out a loud meow that seemed sarcastic, if that was even possible. “I love you,” Bucky reminded you, though he didn’t need to. You knew that he did, unwavering and strong as always.

“I love you, too,” you replied, knowing that no matter what, your husband would find a way back to you. He always did. He was stubborn, something that seemed synonymous with the last name of Barnes. And that stubbornness had served him well numerous times over, always leading him back to you.

Over the years, both of you had changed. But you had changed together. Things were more mellow now than they used to be and you felt more concrete in your love for each other. It wasn’t wild and firey like it used to be when you were younger, but that was something both you and Bucky were okay with. 

“And remember,” you said as he reluctantly pulled himself away from you to go change into something not stained – you would take it upon yourself to clean his shirt, “you have to take Alpine to the vet in two days. She needs a shot, my poor baby.” You moved over to where the cat was lounging on the couch, right on top of the cushions, and gave her a few scratches behind her ears. Alpine let out a rumbling purr, leaning into your touch. Like father, like daughter, Bucky rationalised.

“Of course,” he replied, changing course to step over to you. He didn’t want to get dressed if you were standing there, looking like that. His nose bumped into yours and as his scruff tickled your cheek, he kissed you like he always did; that was one thing that hadn’t changed over your years together: he was still a starved man when it came to you.

...thinking of making this a mini-series. Thoughts?

[burninblood]

bucky chilling with Alpine while hell get loose in the marvel comics <3

(I had this customed brush to test and this came out!)

[artgroves]

Ultimate meetcute for @mercurialmisfitmusings

[lives-in-midgard]

Sam and Bucky texting

Sam: Hey Bucky, do you want to check out a new restaurant?

Bucky: Do they allow cats?

Sam: No

Bucky: Let me ask Alpine

Sam: Alpine??

Bucky: She said no

[geeeemmmmmmm]

"Maybe I do know"

Summary:When a little white cat rushes into your apartment, you didn't know what it could bring you

Warnings:Alpine gets her own warning for being a trickster, fluff

A/N:I'm planning to add a couple more parts to this because I love how in so many Bucky fics Alpine plays a big part in them so I thought I should join the trend. Just pretend beefy Bucky has his memories back and is friends with Steve and Sam. As always sorry for any mistakes and enjoy!

WC:1.3K

It was a typical Sunday for you - you left your front door open, only for a moment as you grabbed your laundry basket. Evidently you forgot to do your laundry last week so it was very safe to say it was a struggle carrying the basket from your room. The moment you were about to reach your door, a white flash appeared in your peripheral vision. Confused by the sight you put the basket down and tried to investigate and soon enough as you went to your couch - you saw a big pair of bright blue eyes peering at you from underneath your couch. "puss, puss come here little kitty" your attempt to coax this little white fur ball out from under your couch was not working but luckily you were met with a mysterious voice coming down the hall "Alpine! Where are you? C'mon girl come here!" After hearing the voice you thought maybe the voice you heard was looking for the cat that sprinted like lightning into your apartment. "Uhm are you by any chance looking for a cat, white fur, blue eyes?" you asked stepping out into the hall to see this mystery person, completely taken aback by the sight of a handsome man wandering in the hall. Definitely something you weren't expecting. "Yeah have you seen her anywhere?" you watched as he nodded observing how his hair framed his face "Oh well she must've ran into my apartment" you told him "I'm so sorry ma'am, I'll go get her right now, may I?" he gestured towards your door as you stood in front of it "Oh of yea yea sure go ahead, she's just set up camp under my couch" you tried to joke as you let the man follow you into your apartment, to your couch. "Yep this is her" he smiled at you before trying to reach under the couch in such a comical way, you had to hold back a laugh as the cat would not relent into his grip. "Here I'll try to help" you said while walking to the back of the couch also trying to get the cat into your grasp - "I'm Y/N by the way" "I'm Bucky, this trickster here is Alpine" he said in a warm tone back to you. You were so grateful that he couldn't see the way you blushed at him talking to you. A jolt of electricity flowed through you as you both fumbled around accidentally touching his hand, you both stayed like that, just for a second. Even if it was a small touch, it felt different? Your pulse slowly went back down to its normal rate as you puffed out an awkward laugh while Bucky stayed silent not knowing if you felt the way he didn't want to pull back from you. "Got ya now little girl" he said in a mischievous tone as he stood up with Alpine sitting in his arms looking quite proud of herself as she kept looking at you. "Thank you for helping me find her, she's always been an escapee but I thought she might stop when we moved but I hope we haven't disturbed you too much" he sheepishly admitted to you "Oh no no, this was nothing don't worry" you replied back in such a sweet tone of voice that it made Bucky's pulse quicken. "Well I better get her back inside before she runs off again" Bucky said as he started to make his way outside into the halls "Cya you two" you smiled sweetly following him out "Maybe I'll see more of two, I can show you around if you're new to the area?" You don't know what came over to you to be so bold but something about Bucky just drew you in. "Yea I'd like that" he said in a shy tone as he gave you a quick flick of his hand trying his hardest not get one more look at you as he walked back down to his apartment.

You huffed a small chuckle watching the pair walk back which reminded you of what you were meant to be doing right now which was your enormous load of laundry. It was a struggle to say the least, having a massive basket down 3 flights of stairs. Of course this would happen and right when the elevator is out of order you thought to yourself as you finally made it to the laundry room which was tucked in near the letterboxes on the ground floor. 30 minutes was how long your machine had left, you figured you might as well go back into your room, hoping you'd see Bucky again as you jogged up the stairs. 

Bucky stirred upon hearing your voice in the distance as you greeted a neighbour of yours. He didn't know what had taken hold of him but he rushed out the door - careful not to let Alpine escape as he kept his foot in the door to push her away as he closed the door. You noticed Bucky emerge from his apartment just before you entered yours "Keeping Alpine inside?" you called out to him watching him let out a small chuckle at your remark "Yep, hopefully she grows out of it" he replied walking over to you, just waiting to your hear your sweet voice in reply "Ya know what they say old habits die hard" you joked while nudged his right shoulder. Friendly touch - something Bucky has had in a long time but he was most thankful you didn't reach for his metal arm, the arm he's ashamed of every time he wakes up, the arm he desperately tried to claw off. "Are you free tomorrow by any chance" he blurted out without thinking "Yea I think I am" you hummed, slightly dumbfounded on how bold he was especially for not even knowing you for 24 hours, but hey who were you to complain especially when it's a very handsome and seemingly kind man doing it. "Great, should I meet you out here at 12PM? I'll make it up to you since me and Alpine disturbed you" he grinned with a boyish expression "Sounds great! You two weren't a disturbance I promise, it was quite entertaining for a Sunday afternoon" you reassured him, noticing how he relaxed into himself just a little bit after hearing you tell him that. It was a comfortable silence after that, quickly interrupted by the sound of clawing coming from the direction of Bucky's apartment "That bloody cat, I wonder why I rescued her everyday" he grumbled looking back at his door "Someones jealous" you teased playfully "Well I better get Alpine but I'll see you tomorrow" "See you tomorrow Bucky" you still spoke in that sweet tone which made his heart melt. His door quickly closed as he ran in so that was your cue to enter your apartment. You felt so giddy about the fact that you had plans with someone after what felt like years of being single again. You ran to fetch your phone from your room with the only purpose to inform your best friend.

Guess who's got a date tomorrow!!

No fucking way omgg tell me everything

I promise tomorrow I will!! too giddy to talk, I have to prepare my outfit!!!

You smiled at your conversation with your bestie as you chucked your phone back on your bed and started to try find some clothes only to find nothing cute to wear

Damn it I have to get my laundry, you suddenly remembered so you sprinted out your door and down to the laundry room, already planning your outfit. 

You sighed as you grabbed everything out of the machine, hoping that Bucky was anticipating tomorrow just as much as you were. He was. Bucky was in a panic rushing around his apartment not knowing what to do with himself, he debated texting Sam and Steve but he didn't want them to annoy him and ruin his mood with their antics  so instead he tried to organise what little furniture he had in his 1 bedroom with no bed, small kitchen and living room apartment while Alpine purred sitting on his bench in the kitchen "Maybe I do know why I rescued you" Bucky whispered as he gave Alpine a scratch on the chin.

A/N:Ugh I love it when fics have Alpine in them so I hope you guys relate! I do want to turn this into some more parts so feel free to tell me if you'd read more of this or not:)