|| SamBucky (WinterFalcon Oneshots) ||

We Met At An Arcade (pt 1/?)

Bucky sighed in frustration, counting his coins for the arcade machine.

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He doesn't have enough. Of course he doesn't. Bucky looks longingly at the arcade machine, it was Galaga. It was the only game he hasn't tried.

"Not enough coins?" A sympathetic voice asks and Bucky jumps around in surprise. His eyes landing on a black kid. "Uh, yeah. Mum didn't give me enough money." He murmurs. "Sammy!" Two kids squeal behind him, startling the two. Bucky's eyebrows scrunch together in confusion.

His name is Sammy?

"Sarah! Gideon, why aren't you back-"

"Redwing won't stop squawking!" They whine and Bucky suppresses a smile.

"Who's Redwing?" Bucky asks and Sam jumps, as if forgetting he was still there. "Oh, my uh, pet Falcon." He explains, hugging the two kids in his side. Bucky pluckers his lips, nodding in respect. "I have a pet cat, his name is Alpine." "Sammy! Who's he?" A girl asks. "Someone who was having trouble with the game."

"Go back to uncle, okay?"

"Fine!" They whine but head off. Bucky doesn't find himself smiling until Sam sends him a look. "What?"

"Oh, cute siblings you have!" Bucky compliments, staring deeply into his eyes. He smirks when Sam adverts eye-contact. "Yeah, uh, sure. You still need help?"

"Oh, you don't have to. I'll come back next time." Bucky says, smiling shyly. Sam rolls his eyes, digging through his pocket and handing Sam some change. "Oh, I can't-"

"I don't really mind."

"Uh, thanks, Sammy." He says not noticing the weird look that got sent his way. "Sam. Samuel, my family calls me Sammy." He explains and Bucky widens his eyes. "Oh shit. Uh, I'm sorry."

When Sam laughs, Bucky has to fight the smile that was dying to break on his face. "It's okay, what's your name?"

"Uh, James Buchanan Barnes but Steve, he calls me Bucky, for short."

Sam was about to ask who Steve was when a a small scrawny blonde boy stumbles towards Bucky, a wild look in his eyes. "Hey, get him!" Sam watches silently as Bucky gently shoves the small boy behind him, his eyes narrowing on the group of kids that stopped in their tracks. "Who the hell do you think you're messing with?" He asks lowly, taking a threatening step forward.

"W-well, he pushed me back after I was with some chick. Maybe your little boyfriend-"

Sam gasps when he watches Bucky punch the boy. "The fuck did you say about him? If you were wise, you would be leaving right now because I will not hesitate to skin you alive." He snarls, and even Sam starts to step back, the blonde boy stares at him. "Oh, don't worry about Bucky. He's a literal puppy." He explains, not even worrying about the other four boys squirming on the floor.

"Oh... Okay, uh. Wow."

He never thought James would be so vicious. Turning around, Bucky's whole malicious exterior crumbles away, his eyes softening. "You okay, Punk?" Steve turns around, his hair all shriveled. "Yeah, I think I pulled a muscle..."

Sam wasn't expecting the comeback so a snort emitted from his throat.

"Oh, sorry that you, had to see that. Thanks for the money."

Sam can only nod, still amazed.

"You're welcome. Here Steve, have this, try and play Galaga." The blonde boy smiles appreciatevely. "Thanks, Buck."

He smiles before looking at Sam. "Thanks again." He says and Sam shakes his head. "I'd do it for anyone-"

"Can I have your number, so we can chat later?"

Sam smirks, "of course here."

After exchanging numbers, Bucky and Steve are walking out of the arcade.

"He seemed nice. I like him." Bucky looks down, ruffling his hair before giving him a gentle shove.

"Yeah."