Bucky x Y/N - Enemies To Lovers

~Five~

You've never really been a party person. You only ever became a party person if you drank to much which has happened more times than you'd like to admit. Although you were doing quite well tonight. You'd talked to Thor, danced with Nat and Wanda and done some shots with Clint and Sam which was about your social battery maxed out.

You were leant against the bar finishing your drink when Bucky came towards you looking distressed.

"You okay?" you asked while trying not to laugh at the look on his face.

"Steve may have drunk to much"

"What? Steve? As in Captain America who can't get drunk because of the super serum?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Three words. 'Thor' and 'Asgardian wine' " He rolled his eyes

"Ah, makes sense" you chuckled.

"By the way, you may want to cover you leg a big more with your dress" he said.

You shot him a pissed look "And why should I do that Barnes?"

"Woah woah woah! Not calling you a slut or anything!"

"So why?"

"Because people can see the gun and knife strapped to your thigh" he said under his breath.

You looked down, going slightly pink. "Oh, sorry bout that"

"No worries, it's a smart idea" he said while discreetly showing you the gun hidden in his jacket pocket. "Great minds think alike" he chuckled.

"Suppose they do, although my mind's greater" you winked at him before walking away to go to your room.

"Beg to differ Y/N" Bucky called after you.

You smiled to yourself while walking away. Bucky was alright sometimes, even bearable you thought to yourself.