Thin Walls (Bucky Barnes x reader) AU

                                    

                                          
(a/n: very, very brief non-descriptive nudity.)
                          


                          
You groaned and then growled out loud. A new neighbor had just moved in and boy were they loud! You were at your desk, that was against the wall, trying to get some paperwork done, but the music was seeping through the walls making it hard to concentrate. You sighed in relief when the music stopped suddenly. "Thank God for small favors," you mumbled, looking back down pen in hand. You got about five minutes of silence before the music started up again. 
                          
                "Oh, come on!" you practically screeched. You stood up, leaned over the desk and began pounding on the wall. "Turn the music down! I'm trying to wo-" you were cut off by the sound of the wall breaking. You gaped as part of the wall crumbled revealing your very shocked and very bare neighbor. "Oh. My. God." You quickly covered your eyes with your hand. You felt your face heating up. Your first time seeing your neighbor and it was through a hole in the wall that you caused and to top it all off, he was naked. Just your luck. 
                          
                The music turned off again and you heard shuffling in the room. "Um, you can uncover your eyes now," a deep voice called to you. You took your hand away and gazed at him. He'd put on a pair of jeans, but he was still shirtless. "Oh, um. Look, I'm sorry about the wall. I really didn't think the walls were that thin," you mumbled, unable to take your eyes off his abs. The man was definitely ripped. "Why were you punching on the wall anyway?" You finally tore your eyes off his body and up to his face. That didn't help. His cerulean eyes were gorgeous too. 
                          
                "I, uh, wasn't  punching the wall. I was pounding on it with my fist!" you snapped, crossing your arms over your chest. "So...you were punching it," he quipped back, a smirk gracing his perfect lips. "Snap out of it, Y/N." you scolded yourself. You laughed a little. "I guess I was. Your music was so loud I couldn't work." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I'm sorry, Doll. I like to have music when I shower. I didn't realize it was loud enough to bother anyone." You quirked a brow at him.
                          
                "You listen to Frank Sinatra while you shower? That's a little weird," you said, trying to hold back the barrage of giggles bubbling in your throat. "Hey, there is nothing wrong with Ol' Blue Eyes!" At his protest, you couldn't hold back anymore. You started laughing and soon, he was laughing along with you. After several minutes of uninterrupted laughter, you were finally able to introduce yourself. "I'm Y/N." He reached through the hole in the wall. "James, but everyone calls me Bucky." 
                          
                "Nice to meet you, Bucky. I don't think I'm getting any of this paperwork done and I'm sure your exhausted from unpacking. Why don't you come over and we can get to know one another and maybe figure out how to fix the hole in the wall?" Bucky nodded and disappeared. A moment later, there was a knock at your door. You answered it to reveal a smiling Bucky who, sadly, had put on a shirt. "The hole wasn't big enough to walk through," he quipped as you let him in.   
                          
                The two of you walked into the kitchen. You grabbed a second cup from the cabinet and pour Bucky some coffee. The two of you somehow got caught up in conversation for the next four hours, never once talking about how to fix the wall. By the time Bucky left to return to his apartment, it felt as if you'd known each other for years. You walked back to your bedroom and were about to crawl into bed when you heard Bucky's voice coming from the hole. "Hey,Y/N? Try not to talk in your sleep. These walls are really thin." �Z]�@m�