Summary: Ever since you moved to Brooklyn, you've been looking for a great coffee shop where you can drink your coffee and work on your writing. Rogers and Barnes Coffee might be your savior.
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This was probably the sixth coffee shop you've visited within the two weeks of you being settled in Brooklyn. It looked like all the rest, very quaint and homey on the outside, but did the inside give the same vibe?
You took a deep breath and pulled the door open, the warm smell of coffee hitting you as soon as you walked in.
"Welcome to R and B Coffee!" a tall handsome blonde called from behind the counter as he handed off change to a customer.
You looked around and nodded. The place was two stories. From what you could tell, the downstairs portion was the coffee shop and the upstairs portion was some sort of library, reading area? You could see bookshelves, so you figured that was it.
Fresh plants lined the window panes as well as sitting nooks. There were soft couches and chairs scattered around the place along with wooden chairs and small round tables. This just might be your place, but the final verdict would be made after you taste their coffee.
When you move up closer to the front, the blonde behind the counter switches with an equally handsome brunette. He has scruff on his face, shoulder length hair tied into a mini bun. You can see he has some pudginess too him by how the apron covering him hugs his stomach, showing the roundness of his belly. But he's still incredibly handsome.
Eventually, it's your turn to order. Your eyes meets striking blue ones and, for a moment, you're frozen.
The brunette man smiles softly, "Hi, welcome to R and B Coffee. I'm Bucky. What can I get you today?"
You shyly smile back and order, "An iced caramel macchiato with almond milk and an extra shot, please."
He nods, putting the order into the computer, "Alright, anything to eat or munch on?"
You shrugged, "Sure, what do you recommend?"
"My buns," he says with a smirk and you nearly choke.
"W-What?"
He chuckles with a shake of my head, "My cinnamon buns, doll. Make 'em myself. Not to brag, but people say it's one of the best things they've ever tasted."
You giggle at your foolishness and then agree to order a cinnamon bun. You pull out your wallet and Bucky shakes his head, "Newcomers always get their first order free."
"Oh, hm. What if you don't remember someone and you end up giving them a free order?"
He shrugs, "Then they get a free order, but I have an amazing memory. So it's not a problem. Anyway, I can I get a name for the order?"
"Y/N."
"Alright, Y/N. Your order will be out soon and I hope you enjoy my buns," he sends you a wink and you head towards the stairs to check out the sitting area there.
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When Bucky finishes taking orders, he goes to help Steve fulfill them. That's when Steve leans over murmuring, "You put a lil' bit too much charm on that customer. Practically scared her away," he ends with a smirk.
Bucky gives his friend a shove, "Shut up, you punk. I didn't scare her away! She was just overwhelmed by my looks and charm."
"Suuuure, Buck. Anyway, her order's finished. Wanna call for her or-"
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Chubby!Bucky Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of chubby!bucky AU fics. This started as an AU that originated when behind the scenes pictures of Seb's portrayal as Lee Bodecker and sorta spiralled out of control. But I'm not mad. I love chubby!bucky. (***) indicates smut