𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 || 𝐁. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 ||

12

You.

"How did you know I liked these?" You ask, stuffing a croissant in your mouth, savouring the warm, buttery goodness.

"Wild guess." He responds, turning the ignition on. "You do have your swimsuit on you, right?"

"Of course I do." You answer. As soon as he mentioned Miami, you knew he was taking you to the beach. You absolutely love beaches. Something about the sea, the sand and the sun relaxes you, and takes you to your happy place where there's no problems or missions or anything of that nature. Just peace.

"Let me ask you a question." He says as the car starts to wade through light traffic. "You go on dates to learn about eachother, right?"

"Yeah." You reply with your mouth full.

"Tell me about yourself. I don't really know much about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"Something that nobody knows about you."

You think for a moment. Something that nobody knows? You were pretty much an open book, there's nothing much that you hide from people. Wakanda being an exception. That was off the table, though. There was no way you could tell Bucky about that.

"I'm scared of clowns." You admit.

"Nobody knows that you're scared of clowns?" Bucky asks, chuckling.

"It's not something I'm proud of." You take another bite of your pastry.

"Stupid, but common fear." He shrugs.

"Alright, tough guy." You tease. "What are you scared of?"

"HYDRA." He answers honestly, taking you by surprise.

"Oh. I get that, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

"Thanks." He nods at you. "Okay, what do you do in your spare time? Other than having sex with me, of course." Bucky blushes and you chuckle.

"You know, I really like drawing when I'm not on any missions." You admit.

"Oh yeah? What do you like to draw?"

"Anything, really. I've been working on this piece for Raya's birthday, I don't know if she'll like it."

"When's your birthday?"

"10th of March." You say, and Bucky takes his eyes off of the road.

"That's my birthday too." He smiles at you.

"Really?" You ask, and he nods. "Alright, my turn to ask questions."

"Shoot." He stops at a red light, allowing him to turn over to you.

"What's your favourite TV show?"

Bucky thinks for a while before settling with himself. "Don't laugh."

"I won't I promise."

"You're already laughing!" He chuckles, putting his hands back on the steering wheel.

"Sorry!" You try and calm yourself down. "Okay, tell me."

"Gossip Girl."

You raise an eyebrow. "What?"

"Don't make me repeat it." He blushes.

"You watch Gossip Girl?" You chuckle silently.

"It's interesting, okay?"

"Come to think of it, you totally look like Carter Baizen."

"I do not look like Carter Baizen."

"Yes, you do!"