Requested; yes!! “Are requests open? I’m in need of some domestic Bucky fluff ckdjsksk could you write mornings with Bucky where Y/N wakes up in her shared house with Bucky, and the other side of the bed is empty but she can smell breakfast from downstairs and when she goes down she hears Bucky quietly humming to himself and fluff and ok i’ll die if you do it thanks!! 💜” by @musicallisto
Pairing; Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count; 428
Warnings; None
The bright sun peeking through the curtains drug you from your sleep, eliciting a groan from your throat. You rolled over, expecting to feel the warmth coming from Bucky, but you were met with the cold sheets of the bed. Sitting up, you swung your feet over the edge and stood up, grabbing Bucky’s shirt from the floor and slipping it on. You padded into the living room, the smell of bacon hitting you when you opened your room door. Smiling to yourself, you headed for the kitchen.
Leaning against the doorframe, you watched Bucky as he flipped a couple pancakes, humming to himself some old song from the 40’s. You recognized the tune, the song that he always claimed was ‘your’ song.
You watched him for a few minutes, his long hair pulled back in a half-up/half-down bun, your favorite on him. Taking a few steps forward, you wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your cheek to his metal shoulder.
“Come back to bed, old man, I wanna cuddle.” Your pouted, squeezing his waist.
He chuckled, turning the stove off and twisting around to face you.
“I made breakfast.” He hummed matter-of-factly, pressing a kiss to your lips.
“I can tell, it smells amazing.” You giggled, cuddling into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.
“So I was thinking.” He murmured after a few moments.
“Uh oh.” You teased, looking up at him. “That’s never good.”
Bucky rolled his eyes, laughing lightly. “I was talking to Steve a little bit ago, and he was telling me about this dog he had when he was a kid-“
“If you’re asking if we can get a dog, then yes.” You cut him off, and he laughed, kissing your head.
“Good, because I may or may not have already gotten you one.” He smirked, watching your face light up in excitement.
“Are you serious?!” You squeaked, already bouncing on your toes.
“She still has to grow up a little before we can pick her up, but yeah.” He laughed as you flung your arms around his neck, and hugged him tight.
“You are seriously the best boyfriend I’ve ever had in my life.” You giggled, wrapping your legs around his waist and pressing kisses all over his face.
He grinned, closing his eyes and accepting your kisses.
“Make yourself a plate and after we eat I’ll take you to see her, how’s that sound, doll?” He asked and you nodded, pressing a long kiss to his lips.
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