jen's bucky barnes/sam wilson fic recs

bucky barnes/sam wilson

• Marriage Counseling for the Inept and Oblivious by ToriCeratops [Or: How Steve Rogers likes to play matchmaker for his infuriating best friends.]
• One for the Ages by rivlee [Or the convoluted tale of how long it took Sam to ask Bucky out and why.]
• healing and falling love by ifeelbetter
• Reasons Sam Won't Move His Seat For Bucky by neversaydie [The time he stole his steering wheel (right out of his fucking hands while he was very much driving and trying to avoid being killed Steve it's not funny in hindsight). The time he ripped off Sam's wing and kicked him off a helicarrier. The time he picked Sam up by his face and threw him across the room. Sam has a long list of reasons Bucky isn't getting any favours from him any time soon.]
• I swear to god that I was thinking about the summer by suzukiblu [“Goddammit,” Barnes says, grimacing. “You were supposed to be the easy target.” “Yeah, no, he’s three doors down,” Sam replies wryly, jerking his head towards the door. “But it’s not a trick question, man, I’m just asking what you want.” “Sex,” Barnes says. “Yes,” Sam says, expression dry. “I was here for that part of the conversation.”]
• A Dangerous Lifestyle by matchsticks_p (matchsticks) [They're fugitives, on the run from not one but several of the most powerful and dangerous organizations in the world. And that's not even what's going to be the death of Sam. (It's Bucky. Bucky is going to be the death of Sam.)]
• When I Lay Low by matchsticks_p (matchsticks) [The Winter Soldier wasn't just an asset, he was the asset: the highest-ranking officer in all active field operations and the only one considered truly non-expendable by Hydra. Bucky has trouble adjusting to being a team player, but he's trying. Or, the Avengers think he's trying. Sometimes it's hard to tell.]
• show me if you want me (and i will be your friend) by notcaycepollard [Bucky's gotta give it to the future for this: they've turned casual sex into a goddamn art. What is a friend with benefits, he types into Google, and spends the next two hours reading about the distinctions between booty calls and friends with benefits and fuck buddies. It’s extremely informative. He’s gonna put it to good use, like, pretty much immediately.]
• in your black heart (is where you'll find me) by notcaycepollard [“Hey,” he tries, “hey darlin’, can you pass me the milk?” “Oh sure,” Sam responds after a long pause. “Here you go. Sweetie.” “Thanks, hon, you’re a real doll,” Bucky drawls, and pours himself another bowl of cereal, tops up his coffee, takes a mouthful of milk straight from the carton just for good measure. Sam narrows his eyes. “That’s disgusting,” he sighs, and Bucky makes deliberate eye contact, swallows another mouthful. Sam holds his gaze. “Cupcake, come on, I gotta drink that shit, stop putting your mouth all over it.” “I’ll put my mouth all over wherever I want,” Bucky tells him. “Sweetheart.” “Will you just,” Sam mutters, and sips his black coffee like he’s totally unruffled, and Bucky is startled to discover that he’s the one who’s blushing. Shit. Maybe this was a tactical error.]