I just want someone to come over and .. on my door
Listening in on y/n’s thoughts was never something that Wanda really aimed to do… it just happened to be that the youngest avenger always had the most intriguing ideas pop into her mind. That being said, it was always the youngest who could make Wanda's face into a burning glaze.
Carry me to the bedroom then .. me on the floor
Sam was always intrigued by y/n. She always had this energy to her, reminding him of his sister that he had back home in Louisiana. Though she was the youngest, he still felt he had the closest bond with her outside of Bucky. They had turned into quite the older/younger sibling duo throughout the few short years that they had been around each other, and he would do anything to protect his younger sister.
You don't gotta talk to me ‘cause I don't care for company and love could only lead to regret
I’ll tell you my necessity, it’s that you conversate with me less
Steve always loved being around y/n. She was rowdy, sure; compulsive, loud, and the poster child for daddy issues. She had her quirks, but Steve enjoyed her company. The one thing that always got under his skin, however, was the hold she had over his best friend. Maybe neither of them saw it, or wanted to see it, however it was as plain as the stars in the sky on a clear night. She could walk into the room and all thoughts would leave Bucky’s head. Anything pertaining to a mission, even the wind down time after said missions would be dedicated to watching her every move, though she paid Bucky no mind at all. That was the part that hurt the most to see.
Bucky liked her. He would never admit it was anything past like, though, Sure, she was beautiful. She had this captivating energy around her, you couldn't help but pay attention to her.
She was one hundred percent herself, and that may be very well why Bucky was so infatuated. The issue lies where there was no interest in return.
Sure, she was just a young adult finding her way into this life. Sure, he was over 100 years old. That may put a strain on a connection. Maybe Bucky wasn’t being obvious enough? He had never told y/n how he felt out right. Matter of fact, he had never really admitted it to himself either. That may be a good place to start.
“Y/n?”
“Yes, Bucky?”
“Can I talk to you, by chance?”
With a gleam in her eye, y/n passed Bucky a smile. “Go for it, soldier.”
Clearing his throat, Bucky asked “How do you feel about me?”
Slightly confused, y/n pursed her lips momentarily before responding “I think you’re great, Buck. you're fun to be around, even better to go on missions with, an-”
“No,” chuckling a bit, Bucky kicked his toe to the ground before continuing, “not like that, y/n. I mean how do you really feel about me?”
“Oh,” eyes widening after a split second, y/n’s pursed lips turned into a full grin. “Oh! Bucky I-”
“No, no it’s okay. You made yourself perfectly clear,” turning to walk in the other room, y/n placed a hand on Bucky's arm to stop him.
“Buck, I mean this from the bottom of my heart, it is not you. Im just not looking for a prince charming right now, y’know?” letting go of his arm, allowing him to face her, Bucky only seemed curious rather than hurt.
“Then what are you looking for?”
Seeing her opportunity in front of her, y/n took a step closer to the man in front of her.
“Well… I just want flowers and sex.”
“Excuse me?”
“You can come over, no text.”
Jaw slightly ajar, not entirely sure of what to say next, he let her continue on with her spiel.
“With a face that look like my ex, you got me saying yes”
“Woah woah, y/n. Good to know you think I'm hot because I look like someone you used to bang.”
“Don’t take it that way, grandpa. It was a compliment if anything. Besides, just because I may not be looking for my prince charming yet does not mean I won’t want one in the future. In the meantime…” Taking a few steps closer towards Bucky, y/n stops right in front of him, almost being able to feel the heat of his breath against her own lips.
Grabbing y/n by the hips, Bucky leaned down to her ear, leaving a fluttering “In the meantime?” in y/n’s ear.
“I just want flowers and sex…” leading Bucky up to the couch in the middle of the room, y/n leaned down just as his knees hit the back of the sofa, causing him to fall back.
“Lean back, I’ll do the rest,” sending a smirk up to Bucky, y/n began to trail her fingers down the zip of his jacket until her fingers met his fly.
“Baby, I know what I like best…”
“Doll, don’t be such a tease. In my head, you’re already undressed.”