Bucky Barnes

it's 2am, and you're sat on the counter in the avengers tower eating the last tub of ice cream, wrapped in your favourite hoodie and shorts Steve would fuss about saying "they are too short to be considered clothing". it makes you laugh every time. suddenly you're pulled out of your train of thought by a familiar sound of the door being pushed open Y/n: hello? you say on edge wondering who it might be Bucky: hey doll, what are you doing up? he snaches the ice cream and grabs another spoon