𝕁𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝔹𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕟 '𝔹𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕪' 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕤 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

Winters Favourite Part Two (bucky x Reader)

SalemZion it's been a while but here you go :-)

You and Bucky had been tasked with attending a gala run by none other than Hydra; it was a fund raiser for one of the leaders lost sons whom incidentally was killed at the hand of the avengers for attempting to duplicate the super soldier serum.

The mission ahead was simple, execute the target silently, with a paralysing injection, shot him in the from the bottom of his mouth and make it look like a suicide.

Bucky got his pick of recruits and the safest, best option was always you.

Although even America's righteous superhero and his best friend wanted you as an avenger you wanted to go through the process properly and ensure you earned the place rightfully and not after the incident that had happened.

You needed a practical dress, one of which you looked elegant in but could also kick ass.

As you were getting ready Natasha came to see you, "how you feeling?" She asked, "surprisingly okay, Buck's going to have that weird face altering thing on isn't he?" You asked, "yes." She said with a giggle, "good, I don't want Hydra taking their prized possession back." You said, smoothing your dress.

There was a knock on the door, Natasha excused herself and Bucky walked in, he looked dashing, a three piece black suit.

"Are you sure you still want to do it?" He asked, "of course." You smiled up at him. "You look beautiful by the way." He said walking towards you, "I gotta say blacks my new favourite colour." You gave him a smirk, he gave a little smirk back, he gifted you a present it was a Pearl necklace and a Pearl bracelet it made your look even more elegant. "And here's me with nothing for you." You said still admiring the jewellery, "your presence is enough doll." He smirked, "ahh I can't imagine why my nickname is winter's favourite." You said giving him a sly wink.

Bucky had hired a car under the alias's name, it was a rolls Royce phantom, he'd remembered you once said what your favourite car was, and we'll.. anything for winter's favourite.

As you and Bucky walked outside, you stood dead still, mouth agape. "No fricking way." You said walking your way around checking it out, "This is fucking crazy, oh my god I'm so happy right now." You smiled.

Honestly seeing that smile on your face made Bucky's entire day, "you know it's a rental doll, it's going back once we finished the mission." He said, "honestly I don't care Buck, sitting up front, in a PHANTOM with Bucky fucking Barnes, life is complete. Nat, Nat please, please get a photo of us." You said, "if that's okay?" You said to Bucky, he nodded, he put his left arm around your shoulder and pulled you slightly into his side, he looked down at you smiling as Nat captured the moment.

Bucky Barnes, the former winter soldier, with his arm arm someone, no just someone but someone who had been named winters favourite.

"Alright, let's go Buck, we don't want to be late." You said moving his arm.

Steve, Sam, Tony & Fury went through the final few bits with you and Bucky.

You and Bucky got into the car, he pulled on his 'new face' and began the drive. "What do you think?" He smirked, "you look like a preppy dixkhead." You smirked, "ouch, so men with money aren't your thing?" He said, "In the end were all buried in the same ground, some burned if we choose, money is a powerful thing but what's more powerful than everything else is the people you've got standing around, the stories people will tell of your life, the 'poor' will have family, friends, colleagues, people's they've come to know over the years and maybe some little old lady whom works in shop that you've gone to every day, each of them will tell a story of how they knew you, how they loved your smile, that twinkle in your eye or something very significant about you. Whereas money brings liars, they'll have a big extravagant funeral, but you ask anyone who isn't family maybe even them about a small feature they had, you'll get silence." You said, "so in shorter terms, no. Time is far more valuable than money will ever be to me." You said smiling a little. "What about you Mr. Petrov; does beauty matter to you?" You asked him, he was one of the most handsome men you knew, if not the most handsome; he definitely knocks Steve and Tony out the park. "It might sound a little cliche, but beauty is the last thing I'll ever look for in a woman. I just need someone, who I can whole heartedly trust and the rest is history." He smiled.