God I Love Clichs Someone Help Me

😏god i love clichés someone help me😏

Good Company

A/N: my first fic! Just a lil something I had on the go…

Summary: Whenever there’s new neighbours, your parents are all about making them feel welcome. Normally they’re boring families with no backstory. This time though, you get lucky.

Parings: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: swearing, fluff

Words: 2.8k

“Do we have to?” You groaned, and your mother nudged you while she held a large bowl of potato salad. 

“Yes, Y/N, how many times have I gone over this?” She asked, sighing heavily. You groaned and rolled your eyes, making sure she saw you slither off the couch and onto the floor.

“Someone unhappy?” Your older brother, Steve asked, as he took a seat at the barstools in the kitchen. You dragged your fingers down your face, groaning again.

“Y/N is being…” your mother trailed off. “Particular.” You groaned and Steve shot a balled up napkin at the back of your head.

“Get off your lazy ass,” he laughed. You shot him daggers and sat up between the couch and coffee table. 

“Fuck off!” You exclaimed, throwing the napkin right back.

“Language!” Your mother scolded from the kitchen.

“Yeah Y/N,” Steve mocked. “Language.”

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