A/n: So I went to the Nutcracker like a week ago, and it was really good because my friend was in it, but there was this one scene where the girls stomach was showing and she was SO SLIM! Like omg. So, I guess, thanks for inspiring this.
Summary: Your insecurities kick in when you go to the Nutcracker with your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes.
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Slipping on your outfit, you tapped your french braids Natasha did for you, before stepping out.
Your boyfriend of two years, stared at you, his jaw dropped.
"You look," Bucky said. "So good!"
"Aww," You said, twirling. "Thank you! You don't look too bad yourself."
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He held out his metal hand, which you wet too, lacing your fingers with his.
You pecked his cheek, before pulling him out the door.
Steve was with Natasha, Tony was with Pepper, Vision transferred in a human form with Wanda, Peter with MJ, and you with Bucky.
You guys headed out to the limo Happy was driving.
"New York Performing Arts Center?" Happy asked, backing out of the driveway.
"Yessir," Tony said, having Happy chuckle.
"Enjoy yourselves," He said, tapping a button, having the gate doors open.
You leaned your head on Bucky's shoulder, his metal arm wrapped around your shoulders and playing with the tips of your hair.
It was a calm and peaceful drive, until you felt the car stop.
You, excitedly, got out of the car, pulling Bucky out.
Everyone had their tickets, and you had backstage ones because your friend, (Your/Friend's/Name), was performing as the Sugar Plum Fairy.
Making your way backstage, you squealed, catching your friend's attention.
"Y/n?!" She said.
"Hi!" You said, unlacing your hand from Bucky and running to your friend.
"Hi hi hi!" She said.
"You look so pretty!" You said.
"Aw," She said.
She was wearing all pink, light pink tights, a puffy skirt, a pink corset, her hair in a tight bun, a crown perched on her head, and pointé shoes that laced up around her thighs.
"Go sit," She said. "The show starts in 10 minutes."
You nodded, grabbing Bucky's hand and leading him outside.
Everyone made their way to their seats, that were perched on the side, high off the ground.
Once the lights went out, you started getting excited.
They did credits/acknowledgments, then it started.
Once you saw your friend, your heart thumped.
She was so good.
How she moved swiftly around the stage, jumping gracefully.
But then it was time for one of the faster dances.
Once a woman and a male got on, they danced around together.
But the thing was, she a shirt that showed her stomach.
She was so slim, you thought you would collapse right there.
Bucky looked at you.
"Don't think about-"
"She's so slim!" You whisper-shouted. "How does someone get like that?"
"Doll..." Bucky said, grabbing your hand. "Why are you-"
"SHH!" Tony hushed you.
You avoided eye contact with Bucky, and you continued staring at the girl.
How was she so...perfect?
You let go of Bucky's hand, wrapping your arms around your stomach.
After the performance, Tony made a reservation at a Steak House.
"Tony, we'll catch up," Bucky said.
"Wha-" You stated, but Bucky had already grabbed you and led you around the corner the lobby.
He stared at you, before kissing your forehead.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Better than ever," You lied, sarcastically.
"Your insecurities are kicking in, doll," He said.
"I know, I know," You said, leaning into his chest.
He sighed, wrapping his arms around you, and kissing your head.
"My brain just keeps replaying her," You said. "I wish it didn't."
"But you know what?" Bucky said. "You're better then her. You're my doll."
Smiling, you pecked his lips, as light Christmas music and snow began.
