(Requested by LionessSister )

Bucky is hopeless. Hopelessly in love, that is. But, well, (Y/n) doesn't exactly know that it's you that he's been pining for for how many months now?

He's so sure you notice him looking at you, because really, it's obvious. At least, that's what everyone keeps telling him.

"You're like a love struck puppy," Tony had said. "But more vicious. No, maybe you're a love struck bear. Yeah. Or maybe a shark, you know? With those killer eyes-hey! I was just thing to be nice, Steve. You don't have to elbow me every time I try to- ouch!"

Bucky shakes his head, presses the elevator button and waits for the doors to open. Once they do, he shuffles inside and almost missed a desperate "hold the door!" He quickly keeps them open and swallows hard when you enter.

"Thanks," you breathe, sweeping your hair out of your face and sign when the doors close. "The other elevators are all out of order,"

Bucky nods, forcing his eyes to stare at anything else but you and clears his throat.

Then the elevator suddenly screeches to a halt and you latch onto Bucky's arm, holding it tightly until there's a jerk and you both stumble forward.

There's ear piercing static and then a very cheery, "Good evening, kiddies!"

You take a deep breath, letting go of Bucky's arm with red cheeks. But the embarrassment quickly turns to anger as you glare up at the camera. "What do you think you're doing, Tony?"

There's a pause and you're pretty sure he's smirking. "Just setting the mood,"

"What?"

And then the music starts. Kiss the Girl from Ariel plays softly from the speakers and Bucky nearly chokes.

"You son of a-"

"Neither of you are leaving the elevator until you confess!" Tony giggles. Actually giggles, and you huff.

"Confess what?"

"Oh, please. Don't tell me you and Bucky haven't been sharing some secret-not-so-secret glances. We've all seen you,"

"All the time," Natasha says.

"It's obnoxious. And I'm jealous," Clint says, and then, "what! I'm just being honest-"

"Guys," you interrupt. "Please, just let us-"

The music is kicked up a notch and Tony shouts, "Have fun!"

You awkwardly look Bucky, nerves spiking when you see that he's already staring at you.

"S-So, uh, I guess we should just.."

"..yeah,"

The silence is uncomfortable and heavy, and you force yourself to keep a straight face. But that doesn't work because Bucky's suddenly holding your hand tightly.

And then, all in one breath, he says without stopping,"Idon'tknowhowtosaythiswithoutsoundinglikeastalkerbutIstareatyouallthetimeandyou'rereallyprettyandIlikeyoubutidontknowifyoulikemeand-"

He gasps when you stand on your tiptoes and kiss him.

Tony and Clint howl with laughter, Natasha's laughing being her palm, and Steve's on the ground crying.

"Bucky's grown up," Steve wails miserably. "I remember when we were in third grade, and he saved me from this bully. Now he'll be saving (Y/n) from bullies and I cannot-"

"Oh," Natasha quickly hides the camera footage. "Let's give them some privacy, yeah?"

[Requests are open but please, choose someone other than Bucky. He's great, but so are the Marvel characters.]