anon requested: Can you do a fic with Loki or Bucky where the readers “mission” is to distract them from something the team is planning for them (like a party, prank, ect) and they almost get caught so the reader panics and kisses them, afterwards they’re shocked they did that but they blurt a quick “I love you” on accident? Also I’m new to tumblr and I’m nt sure how I’m supposed to request so I’m sorry if I seem rude!
pairing: bucky x reader
warnings: none !!
a/n: i had to re do this bc the whole thing deleted :)) but i had so much fun doing this omg but it turned out sO LONG
“You want me to distract him. For two hours.” Y/N repeated slowly, staring at Steve incredulously.
“It won’t be that bad!” Steve coaxed, leaning on the kitchen granite counter where everyone was gathered.
“You’re his best friend! That’s different! I’m pretty sure he hates me.” Y/N scowled.
A scoff escaped Sam as he searched through the fridge, earning snickers from the rest of the team perched on the kitchen stools, while Steve suppressed a smile.
“What?” Y/N demanded, frowning as she surveyed each of them with her gaze critically.
“Nothing.” Steve reassured. “But he doesn’t hate you. I swear. So please?”
“Sam can’t do it? Or anyone else?” Y/N pleaded. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to spend time with Bucky as the team prepared his surprise birthday party. It was just the fact that besides the quiet, courteous greetings and goodbyes, Y/N hadn’t exactly had a consistent conversation with the secretive soldier.
And that led Y/N to believe he didn’t like her. Along with the way he seemed to avoid her gaze and presence in a room.
“Nope. Sorry.” Steve smiled apologetically. “Everyone has certain jobs to make this work, and yours is distracting Bucky.”
“Come on Y/N.” Natasha grinned. “You’ve diverted attentions of scarier people before. You’re just nervous because you actually like Barnes.”
“Shut up.” Y/N glared at Nat as she cackled, sliding off the counter she was lounging on. “Fine. I’ll do it. Two hours. No more.”
“Thank you.” Steve beamed. “I actually knew you’d agree so I told Bucky you’d be meeting him in five minutes to runerrands.” He made airy quotation marks at the last two words.
“You asshole.”
“Why does Sam need a toilet seat?”
Bucky’s eyebrows were scrunched together in confusion as he held out the crumpled faux (though not that he knew that it was fake) shopping list with his metal fingers glinting under the light. The other hand was occupied with holding the shopping cart that was partially filled with the other ridiculous items the team had wrote on the list; Steve was the only one who wrote normal things like cereal.
“I have no idea.” Y/N shrugged, scoffing with a small smile at Sam’s idea of a joke.
“Alright.” Bucky dismissed, untroubled, skimming the rest of the list. “We’re almost done.”
“Already?” Y/N blinked in alarm. There was still half an hour left to stall him.
“Yup.” He sent her a tentative smile, which Y/N returned.
“How about we go grab something to eat after this?”
Ten minutes.
That’s all that was left until Y/N could bust down the common room doors whether they were done with the preparations or not. But it was harder said than done as Y/N realized. Especially as they were steps away from the room and she couldn’t spot or think of any more distractions.
“Where is everyone?” Bucky frowned, peering around curiously.
“I don’t know!” Y/N chirped. “Training room maybe? Why don’t we go look for them there?”
Ignoring her suggestion, Bucky moved to open the door, hand resting on the knob to twist it.
“Wait!” Y/N yelped.
Confused, he turned back to face her, to which Y/N lunged forwards, panicked hands finding a place to rest on his scruffy bearded jaw, lips slamming against his.
“I love you.” She blurted as she pulled away, both their eyes wide with shock at what had just happened.
Before anything else could be said or done, Bucky tugged her closer by the waist, lips pressing against hers with considerably less force. Her hands returned to their place on his jaw, and his slightly chapped lips parted, moving slowly over hers, the kiss deepening.
A content sigh escaped Y/N as Bucky dragged his lips away faintly, only to have them brush lightly against hers once more with a smile.
“I thought you hated me to be honest.” Y/N admitted.
“Oh god.” Bucky chuckled, mortified. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know how- I just didn’t think-”
‘It’s okay.” Y/N laughed, fingers tangling in his brown locks.
“Okay.” He grinned softly. “By the way..” His lips transformed into a smirk. “I know about how you were supposed to distract me from knowing about the surprise party.”
“What?” Y/N gaped.
“Don’t look so offended!” He implored at her expression, leaning in for another kiss. “This is the best birthday present I could’ve asked for doll.”
Humming, Y/N smiled bashfully, lips sliding over his firmly again. Only to be interrupted as the door burst open, revealing the team adorned in party hats.
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