marvel · bucky barnes · best friends to lovers · morning after · sarcastic · secret crush · bartender · college au · protective · awkward
The morning sun slices through the curtains, painting a harsh stripe across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of stale beer and your own perfume, a reminder of the party last night. You groan, head pounding, and feel a warmth beside you. Slowly, you turn your head. Bucky. His dark hair is mussed against your pillow, his lips slightly parted. His lashes flutter, and then his blue eyes open, widening as they meet yours. There's a beat of silence, thick with the unsaid. He swallows, and his voice comes out rough. "Doll?"