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Bucky Headcannon

(#02)

Warnings: Trans FtM, Periods, Dysphoria, Slighth Angst, Fluff

Reader: Male Pronouns

Y/F/F - Your Favorite Food, Y/F/A - Your Favorite Animal

shark week with Bucky::

Bucky walked down the hall, keys jangling in one hand and a couple bags in the other as he strolls down the carpeted hall. He came to the door of your shared apartment and unlocked it. "Hey, baby, I'm home." he called through the small space. He was met with an annoyed groan echoing from your room. He set down the bags and threw his keys in a small dish on the counter. Walking down the hall, he called, "You ok in there?" When the answer he got was dead silence, panic washed over him. His pace picked up and his eyebrows furrowed. "Y/N?" When he stepped into the room his eyes fell on you, curled up in at least three blankets. Your arms were wrapped around a stuffed Y/F/A, the sleeves of Bucky's hoodie practically swallowing your arms. Your eyes were red and soggy and your cheeks were tear stained. Bucky went to you, sitting on the edge of the bed and placing a gentle hand on the lump of blankets that covered you. "Baby, what happened?" You scooted closer to him, burying your face in his side. "Shark week. It's a massacre." Bucky's gaze softened. "Oh, doll." He moved to the other side of you, fitting under the covers and sliding his arms around your chest. You snuggled into him, sighing loudly. "I hate this.", you whined. Bucky's hand rested on your hip, rubbing it gently. The two of you layed there together for a while; the only sound filling the room was the movie you had put on earlier. "Boy's have periods too, you know that don't you?" You laid there silently. "Darling, just because you still have a period doesn't make you any less of a man, mkay? You're my man, alright, and I love you." Your eyes stung as tears glossed over them. Bucky kissed your forehead and tucked his cheek into your neck. "Need anything?", he asked after a moment of quiet. Your breath hitched as you tried not to let a few tears slip. "C-Can we get some Y/F/F? And some Midol?" Your voice was small. Bucky chuckled, "Of course, sweetheart." You closed your eyes, with your boyfriend's arms around you, in the warmth of the blankets, and in a soft voice you said, "Thanks, Buck." "No problem, doll."