You're desperately shuffling through your phone. Searching for your downloaded movies, trying to find John Wick you were sure downloaded in class. If you had to watch the terminator one more time, you would explode.
You and your best friend Bucky always had movie night every Friday. It started with your moms’ hanging out every Friday, forcing you two to come. Then shifted to meeting at each other’s houses or going to the movies. Going to football games or parties, sharing tears and happiness together, Bucky was the most precious person in your life
You sat on his bed, connecting your phone to his TV, waiting for Bucky to come back with the snacks. It has taken him a while because he lived in the Howling Commandos frat house, and they were currently hosting their annual end of the semester party. Despite the raucous music and occasional thumping, it did little to deter you and Bucky from your movie night.
Bucky busted through the door “Boo!”. You shook your head, “Nice try.”
He chuckled, laying the snacks down on the bed. “ How packed is it down there?” you asked. Bucky scoffed, "I'm surprised I made it up here butterfly.
You scanned the assortment of snacks on the bed: Sour patch, Hershey, Skittles two coca-colas, missing all but one thing. “ Tsk Tsk Tsk, you forgot the popcorn.”
“Fuck, I knew I forgot something. Cant have a movie night without popcorn. Or terminator.”
“First of all, nice try, we are not watching Terminator. And second, since you forgot the popcorn, you have to go back into the mob and get it. “
“Please butterfly,” Bucky pleaded, “Don't make me go back in there,“ he interlocked his fingers with an exasperated look on his face.
“ No complaints, peasant. Now go! Retrieve me my popcorn!”You shooed him away giggling. Bucky pouted, “Fine, but I need a good luck kiss before I leave.”
“Good luck kiss for what?”
“Good luck so I can make it back in one piece. And the popcorn remains intact.” he leaned to you, pointing to his cheek. And you do so, planting a kiss on his stubble.
Bucky adored your kisses and asks for them any chance he gets. He would love to kiss your soft-looking lips, though.
Not that he would ever tell you that.
“Now go!” Bucky murmured, “I'm going, I'm going” and walked to the door and out of the room, sending you a wink before he leaves.
You hope your blush wasn't noticeable when Bucky asked you for a kiss. It’s always nice giving him kisses: no matter on his cheek, eyebrow, or nose. It merely felt natural to give him a kiss.
You would like him to give you kisses, though.
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10 minutes.
It took 10 minutes for Bucky to pop one bag of popcorn. Granted, waiting for the popcorn took 2 minutes, it was the journey to and back to his room that was annoying.
People kept halting him to say hello and hi, and usually Bucky would entertain them but he desperately wanted to go back to you. On the way back, he dropped the popcorn, so he had to go back and prepare another batch. He poured the popcorn into a container with a lid to match, and he made his way back. Bucky gently chided the partygoers to pave a path or if there was a wall inched his way down the corridor.
( Steve looked at him like he was deranged from across the room)
Bucky was in the safe zone when he reached the stairs; he jogged to his room, still holding the popcorn close to his chest. He made it to his door, and opened it to you laying down on his bed, turned away. He frowned as he set the container down on his desk, “ Butterfly? What’s wrong”
He placed one knee on the bed, leaning over to see your face, realizing you were sleeping. Your hair was splayed over his pillow, your eyes gently shut, and your breathing steady and quiet.
“Couldn't wait for 10 minutes butterfly?” he whispered, tenderly petting your face.
You were dressed in your pj's, so there was no need to change (pajamas that were one of Bucky's t-shirts and a pair of shorts). Bucky took off his tank top ( no shirt with sweatpants was his pjs) turned off the TV and lights and crawled into bed with you.
He hovered over you slightly, kissing your cheek, “Sweet dreams, butterfly,” he smiled softly. Your head was tucked underneath his chin.
You and Bucky began to breathe one and the same. His eyes hold more weight to them until he falls asleep to the sound of the anchor of his world breathing.