Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch

Bucky wants Steve's attention. He got it.

Steve sat hunched over his paperwork. His brows were furrowed. He didn’t understand it at all but was too stubborn to ask for help. Footsteps behind him caught his attention and he turned his head. He smiles as Bucky leans down and places a kiss on his cheek.

“Take a break Sunshine.”

Steve wrinkles his nose. “You know I hate it when you call me that.”

“Yeah well nothing else would have gotten your attention. It’s time for you to pay attention to me.”

“I have work to-”

The sentence was cut off when Bucky whips the chair around so fast the Steve had to grip the arms to keep from falling onto the floor.

“Work can wait. It’s time for you to pay. Attention. To. Me.” Bucky gives him a quick kiss then takes a step back and winks.

“What are you up to this time Barnes?” Steve asked, his eyes narrowing a little.

Bucky just smirks and spins around. “Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I love you I can't help myself I love you and nobody else~” He sings slowly.

Steve lets out a laugh. It was soft and breathless. He knew Bucky had a voice but was still blown away every time he heard the other man sing.

“You come and you go Leaving just your picture behind And I kissed it a thousand times When you snap your finger or wink your eye I come a-running to you I'm tied to your apron strings And there's nothing that I can do I can't help myself~” Bucky moved forward now, draping himself across the back of the chair. Steve turns his head to look up at him but Bucky moved again. He was on the other side of the chair now, taking Steve’s hand, pulling him-and in turn the wheely chair- across the floor a little.

“No, I can't help myself Sugar pie, honey bunch I'm weaker than a man should be I can't help myself I'm a fool in love, you see Want to tell you I don't love you Tell you that we're through And I've tried But everytime I see your face I get all choked up inside When I call your name Boy, it starts the flame!” Bucky fans himself dramatically.

Steve lets out a gasp of surprise at being moved, his head thumping against Bucky’s solid chest. He looks up, amused and just so in love with the cary assassin turned huge dork. He couldn’t help but wonder what brought this on. He opens his mouth but Bucky puts a finger to his lips, silencing the oncoming question.

“No matter how I try My love I cannot hide 'Cause sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I'm weak for you I can't help myself I love you and nobody else Sugar pie, honey bunch Do anything you ask me to I can't help myself I want you and nobody else Sugar pie, honey bunch You know that I love you I can't help myself I love you and nobody else.”

Bucky ended up in front of him, leaning over so their faces were just inches apart.

“God I love you, you idiot.”

“I know.” Bucky answers, kissing him deeply. Pulling back, he drops a small black box in Steve’s lap before standing up straight. “Well you have work to do. I don’t want to distract you anymore. Come find me when you’re done?”

Steve stared at him in shock as Bucky walks away then to the box in his lap, He opens the box and sees a beautiful silver ring with an inlaid sapphire. The stone was beautiful and small enough to not get caught on anything but big enough to shine brightly. His mouth drops open and he looks back up at the door and then back down.

“James Buchanan Barnes, get your ass back here!” He calls, getting up so fast the chair falls over. His foot got caught and he falls, hitting the ground hard enough that it left a small indention in the floor. He gets up, kicking the chair away and running after his….well, fiance. They had somethings to talk about.

I hate asking for help, but I need help with college

Specifically I need help to afford my college math textbook. It’s about $200 and is required. I don’t just mean the whole “required” book that teachers say but never open. I mean it is literally required for me to even access the class since it requires an access code and without it I can’t physically access my class.

Alright so why do I need help? $200 isn’t even that much, right? Well it depends. I’m struggling since I didn’t get a FASFA and my only financial aid I could use was from my Millennium scholarship which paid $500 from my tuition. This isn’t the only textbook I need, but thanks to my grandparents help I can afford renting the other two books and afford my access code for Cengage only class.

Well why don’t I ask my mom for help? I did. And she said no. Actually she didn’t just say no. She said that I’m 19 and I’m an adult and I can figure it out because she’s supported me for 19 years. Ya see she’s found a guy and has feelings for him, and for anyone who knows what happened the last time she had a guy in her life (his name was Tom and he was emotionally, verbally, and occasionally physically abusive towards me) she’s doing the same thing again. She’s putting this new guy, Greg, over her children. And I’m not just over reacting. I mean she kicks me out of the living room while watching some crime show because she wants to listen to music while waiting for his phone call.

Okay, but what’s that gotta do with this? She decided that she’s going to go on a trip with Greg to California this weekend. Now Greg can’t pay for much of the trip because he lives with his sister at home since he’s finishing up his chemotherapy (good news is he’s in remission!). So when I asked my mom to help (she didn’t even let me ask for half) she immediately shut me down. Saying she’s supported me my whole life and that now I’m an adult and I can figure it out. And that really really hurt. Because she didn’t even let me properly ask and she is paying for this weekend trip from her own pocket. And she’s leaving me out to dry.

I get paid weekly, but I have minor bills I have to pay from it. My work hours have also been terrible because of the scheduling at my job. Each week I only make about $100-150 . I physically can’t afford my school book. Using all the money I have, I’m already into the negatives from the cost of supplies. That isn’t even mentioning that I have no car and have to uber to and from work. I can’t afford to even travel to my job.

I hate asking for help because due to my childhood I feel like I don’t deserve it. But I don’t know what else to do. So if anyone can spare some change and send it to my paypal, I’ll be forever grateful. If you can’t help monetarily, please spread this so maybe somebody else can donate.

My paypal is: paypal.me/blueiguanaart

Thank you so much. I can’t express how much it truly means to me for any help at all

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consultingundergroundrainbow

6 years ago