hello? Mr. Pickle?
pairings: bucky barnes x reader
summary: Bucky struggles with modern technology, especially autocorrect.
warnings: none, pure fluff
word count: 495
a/n: When I was writing i can’t do this anymore my autocorrect changed doll to dill and so this was born - also my first drabble? Huge thanks to @hopelessromantic423 for the title suggestion <33
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From across the room you could hear your phone vibrating so you made a mental note to check it once you finish this chapter of your book. It buzzed again and you debated going over to it but you only had two pages left. Then it buzzed 3 more times, straight after each other. This was when you decided it must be important so you got up and started walking over. It buzzed another two times as you walked over and you started to panic, it could’ve been an emergency. When you saw the messages on your screen you couldn’t help but burst into laughter. It was Bucky who was messaging you.
Buck
I’m just leaving. What do you want for dinner dill?
dill**
dill**
This stupid fucking phone. DILL**
DILL
DILL**
Fuck sake I’m phoning you
You only just finish reading the last message when your phone begins to ring and you try to compose your laughter enough to answer.
“Hey Buck, or should I say Mr Pickle?”
“Ha Ha.” He replies sarcastically, “I take it you seen my texts. Stupid phone never works.”
“It’s just not used to your 40’s lingo babe.” You teased, you were always kidding with him about how much of an old man he was. Not in the way of his literal age but the way he lived, he hated using new technology, he hated social media, and you don’t even want to think back on the time you tried to make him watch a reality show. He tried liking all the modern parts of the world but he missed the old days where things were a lot simpler. He was just glad he had you to help him through it.
“Yeah well it’s lucky I didn’t throw it out the car.” You hear him mumble something along the lines of “piece of crap” and it makes you giggle. “It’s not funny doll.”
“It’s kinda funny.”
“I hate you.” He jokes.
“No you don’t.” You manage to reply through your laughter.
“You’re right I don’t. So what do you want for dinner?”
You take a second to think, “I’m kinda craving cheeseburgers.”
“I could do a cheeseburger, I’m near that burger place anyways.”
“Could you get some fries too? Oh! And a milkshake? The one with the oreo pieces? Please.” He couldn’t see but your pouty lip had come out.
“Anything you want doll.”
“Thanks babe, how long do you think you’ll be?”
“Should be like 20 minutes, do you wanna watch something while we eat?”
“You read my mind! I’ll set it up in time for you coming home.”
“Okay, won’t be long. Love you.”
“Love you too.” Bucky’s about to hang up before you quickly start speaking again. “Bucky?”
“Yeah?”
“Could you get me extra pickles on my burger?”
You hear him scoff a little then laugh, “I’m hanging up now.”
“Byeee.” You trail off until the call ends. You were never gonna let him live this one down.
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