venom; tfatws x reader

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BROOKLYN, NY

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YOUR POV

WALKING ALONGSIDE BUCKY IN THE STREETS OF BROOKLYN IS CALMING IN A WAY. We were on our way to lunch with Yori, this kind old man we have lunch with every Wednesday. We chatted idly, random topics surfacing every now and then.

All talking stopped as we came across Yori getting up in a man's face, arguing about trash. I nudged Bucky's arm and nodded my head in the direction of the fight.

"Hey, Yori, what's going on? I thought the three of us were getting lunch?" Bucky gently grabbed Yori's shoulder, separating him from the other man. I give a nod to the man before approaching Yori myself, placing a hand on his upper back.

"What's the big deal?" I ask the two of them, feeling how tense Yori was.

Yori huffs in annoyance before speaking, clear annoyance in his tone.

"Unique was putting his trash into my trash." He grumpily says, gesturing from Unique to his trash bin.

Me and Bucky share a look, myself rolling my eyes and Bucky sighing a little too loudly.

"Yori, let's just go get lunch, yeah?" I offer, ignoring Uniques 'it's just trash' statement. Bucky nods with me, trying to direct Yori away from the man.

Yet again, Yori ignores me and Bucky entirely and stalks towards Unique.

"And the time has come for me to smack-" Bucky doesn't let him finish, again grabbing his arm and steering him away.

Unique is repeating 'it's just trash', while Bucky is calming Yori down. Walking over to stand by Unique, I hold out a hand to shake.

"Y/N Brock, I'm sorry about him. For future reference, just use your own trash can, yeah?" I smile a little, prompting him to give his own and laugh a little.

He shakes my hand loosely, nodding in agreement.

"Unique, and thank you. I'd definitely like to avoid something like this again." We both laugh a little before Bucky turns to us.

Bucky gives me a look before shaking hands with Unique.

"Hey man, I'm Unique. It's like Monique, but it's got a "U" in there for uniqueness." Smiling at Bucky, he makes little hand gestures. Seeing as Yori is calmer, I separate from the two men and approach him.

"Yori, are you alright?" He's beginning to walk away, shoulders slumped and pace slow.

He stops and turns to me, giving the smallest smile before ultimately turning around and keeping his pace. I sigh in annoyance before turning to Bucky, gesturing wildly behind my back to a disappearing Yori.

Bucky gives chase, chastising Yori lightly along the way.

"You can't keep fighting with your neighbours, Yori." I laugh a little at that, clearing my throat awkwardly as the two men stare at me.

"Come on, let's go get some food! I'm starving." I complain, pointing in the opposite direction we're headed.

Yori disagrees, making quick haste to get away from us.

"We'll pay!" I try as a last resort, smiling as he finally turns around and seemingly contemplates it.

Bucky sighs before agreeing, "yeah, what she said."