Summary:Trying to get Bucky comfortable in your absence, you didn’t know that leaving him home alone would result in the almost-funeral of the smart household cleaning device.
Warnings: none
Word Count:1,537
A/N:Just thought I’d share this little idea that I had in my head before going to sleep 🙂
He felt almost as if he were intruding in the home. Sure, you had been gracious enough to let him move in. He didn’t have much, no possessions to his name. Still, Bucky felt bad about it. He didn’t pay rent or anything. But you continued to insist he wasn’t taking up any space.
During the time he’d been staying there, sleeping in two different rooms quickly transitioned into sleeping in just one.
Now not only was he intruding in your house, but in your bed as well. Bucky mentally scolded himself for overthinking. Feeling guilty wasn’t beneficial to him or anyone else. Not him and not you. He blamed the shower. When you’re in there with him he has no room to second guess himself. In fact, whenever you’re around him he has no room to second guess himself. You had never left his side before. As soon as he showed up on your steps with his little suitcase, Bucky had become an extension to yourself.
The two of you had been talking for the past month about getting him used to being alone. You were extremely generous with the time and catered to how he felt about it. The first time you left was only for five minutes and Bucky was pretty sure you’d just stood outside the door. Even though he was right, you protested otherwise.
Toad's Cave 