Maybe the idea of attackonmybankaccount: "Were best friends that live together and I just happened to come home early to find you walking around bare butt naked and dear god I'm blind please put on some motherfucking clothes also when did you get that fucking hot and holy shit are those real life abs." for the buckyxskye thing?

This is a real world AU.

Bucky Barnes owed Skye quite a bit. He had joined the army and served multiple tours in Iraq, eventually reaching the rank of Sergeant. On his last tour his squad got hit by an IED. Which resulted in him being captured and tortured by the enemy. Eventually he was rescued then discharged due to PTSD.

So he headed back to the states. However his PTSD made him unable to hold down a job. Steve recommended a he visit a counselor by the name of Sam Wilson. He never did. Instead he ended up a drifter.

Lots of people walked by him seeing just another homeless vet. He probably would have wasted away like that for the rest of his life if it weren't for Skye. He had long ago fallen out of contact with Steve and none of his family knew where he was. He could have been any one. Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes seemed like some else entirely.

Yet one day she walks up to him and insists he stay at her place till he gets back on his feet. She was stubborn and wouldn't take no for an answer, so he did. It took him a couple years, but he managed getting back on his feet. Even called that Sam Wilson guy. Which resulted in him reconnecting with Steve. Something he wasn't entirely certain was a good thing. He did manage to land himself a job with the national guard, so he moved out of Skye's place.

He had been living by himself for a year now, and found himself missing Skye. Sure they spoke on the phone all the time, but that wasn't the same as physically being around her. When he got a phone call from her, and she talked about how she got kicked out of her apartment, he was the insistent one. He had never known what exactly her job was. It involved computers, she could do it from home, it didn't pay well, or at all, and he wasn't certain it was legal. He wasn't entirely surprised she got kicked out.

"You're really going to let me crash at your place James?" He smiled. It was nice hearing his name on Skye's lips. She had a way of saying it that made him feel like a person from day one.

"No doll, I'm insisting you crash at my place. There's a difference."

"Alright see you when I get there then."

"You won't actually. My new job has me out of town for a while for training. There's an extra key with the old lady across the hall. Just ask and she'll give it to you, I'll let her know you're coming. See you in two weeks."

"Right, see ya then."

As luck would have it, he training finished up early. When he got on his floor he decided to playful and sneak up on her. He was surprisingly stealthy for a man his size. Quietly he opened the door and slipped inside. Another thing off luck today, it was right as she was walking through the living room. There was an off detail about the scene, but he had been training and was tired so he couldn't figure out what the detail was.

It was when his hand landed on her hips the detail clicked. He had no chance to think about it as he was flung through the air. His back connected with the couch and he stared up at her.

"Hey doll, why you walking around my apartment naked?" The gentlemen he was, tried to desperately focus on her face, but little details got through, her smooth perfect skin, the perfect tan, her abs. Oh damn, he thought.

He went through a mental checklist. Tenacious, check, witty, check, feisty, check, didn't take crap from anyone, check, able to hold her own in a fight, if the throw that landed him on the couch had anything to say, then yes, check. Muscled check, crap, his best friend also fit his bill for the perfect girl. That was going to cause some awkwardness later. Why the hell did he have a thing for girls with six packs? Skye didn't have one yet, but she did have the beginnings of one. He knew she been taking self defense classes, but he hadn't really thought about it.

"Why are you staring at my stomach?" She sounded very annoyed with him.

His gaze snapped up to her face. "Do you do body toning?" Mentally Bucky slapped himself. If he kept this up he was going to get a boner, then it would be really awkward. He forced his expression to harden, "You never answered my question."

She was giving him that weirded out look of hers. "I've been sleeping in your spare bedroom, accidentally left my clothed in there when I went to shower. I didn't bother bringing my towel when I left the bathroom, because you weren't supposed to be home for a couple more days. I'm going to go put my clothes on now." She left the room.

He muttered, "Makes sense, I'm going to go take a nice cold shower now," Before dazedly getting off the couch and entering his own room.