Author's note: You guys didn't think I would leave you all without a Valentine's Day fic right? Of course not! So here's adventures in Facebook part 2, featuring these two dorks. Enjoy, and Happy Valentine's Day!
"HAAAPPYYY VALLLEEEENNNTTTIIINEEEESSSS DAAAAAYYYYY!"
Bucky held his phone an arm's length away as Clint and Nat's voices bellowed out. When they were done he brought his phone back to his ear with a dry, "Are you two done yet?"
"Pretty much."
"Yep!"
Bucky snorted and shook his head. He would never admit it to their faces, but he loved these two assholes more than they could imagine. He's grateful every year for them and their stupid antics.
"Well, thanks for that very lovely call," he says as sarcastically possible.
"We do it with love," Nat says. Clint could be heard making kissy noises in the background.
"And a Happy Valentine's Day to you assholes too," Bucky makes sure to add.
"We're the best assholes," came Clint's voice.
"Oh totally," Nat responded. "We're honored to be placed on such a high pedestal."
After exchanging more words of so-called 'love,' Bucky hangs up the phone and laughs to himself. Seriously, he doesn't know what he would do without those two. He locks his phone and decides to scroll though his Facebook feed. He sees numerous Valentine's Day comments, articles about said holiday, and many many cheesy photos involving couple selfies.
As is required of the holiday, he makes sure to write on all his sisters' Facebook walls, posts a really obnoxious Valentine's Day card meme (supposedly that's what they're called) to Sam's wall, and of course call his parents. He even gets a very adorable phone call from Peter and Becca.
He scrolls through his Facebook some more to see what all his friends are up to on this grand holiday when he receives a notification: 'Steven G. Rogers has tagged a photo of you.' Curious, he clicks on it and is rewarded with a really… really weird picture. Not weird as in bad, but weird as in oh my gosh what the actual fuck what is this photo this is so embarrassing stop.
It's a picture of the two of them, obviously. He recognizes the furniture in the background as Steve's so they must be at his apartment. Bucky's face is literally hogging the whole picture that he almost misses Steve's somewhat blurry face in the background. Wait, hold on, he remembers this day…
They were supposed to be watching a movie, but then they got bored and started messing around with Steve's phone and taking all sorts of weird photos. At one point, Bucky stole Steve's phone and decided to take a selfie of him smiling with his mouth and eyes wide open. Steve was trying to grab it back from him, hence why he's off to the side hugging around Bucky's middle laughing his head off. It's a very candid shot of them, and Bucky's almost confused as to why Steve's suddenly posting it when he reads the caption underneath:
Dedicated to my huge jerk of a boyfriend J. Bucky Barnes. Happy Valentine's day, love you, blah blah blah you get the idea. The caption ends with a winky face and kissy face.
Bucky stares and stares at the photo, and then the caption, and then the photo and the caption together. Immediately notifications start popping in with people commenting below. And not surprisingly, a number of those comments all belong to friends of Bucky.
Natasha (Natalia) R. : oooo lah lah!
Clint Francis Barton: getting ur sexy time on
Sam Wilson: get a room u 2
Philip Coulson: awwwww *wipes tear from eye*
Aileen Barnes: hey bro, when r u gonna bring the bf home?
Rebecca Barnes: not safe for children
The comments go on and on and Bucky wants to kill at least half or more of these people. He takes another glance at the caption and decides his face isn't heating up in embarrassment or the tips of his ears are extremely red. Of course not, nope, not at all. He's so focused on the photo and trying to control the blush overtaking his face that he jumps at the sound of his phone vibrating against the table.
He also almost drops his phone because Steve. Is. Calling. Him.
His face chooses this moment to totally go up in flames and before he can even debate jumping out his apartment window and becoming a hermit, he answers the phone.
He doesn't wait for Steve to get a word in and immediately launches with a, "ThankyouforthepictureitwasreallycuteIloveyouHappyValentine'sDay!" He shouts all in one breath and hangs up at lightning speed.
He buries his head in his arms and stays like that for a very, very long time.
Steve blinks repeatedly with his phone still pressed against his ear. The line ended like a minute ago but he hasn't moved from his position.
As he separates the sentence out in his head, this time it's his turn to blush and cover his face with his hands. Oh god, what has he done?
Needless to say it's a Valentine's Day to truly remember.