Faces of Bucky Barnes - More One Shots

13. Second Date

Holly

The morning after my first date with Bucky Barnes I made myself a coffee then I phoned my sister, Ivy.

"Well, how did it go?" she asked.

"First of all, he's drop dead gorgeous," I replied. "Secondly, he kisses very well and thirdly, he's a gentleman. It was one of the best dates I've ever been on."

There was a little sound of wistfulness in her voice.

"I'm jealous," she sighed. "I had to listen to my roommate calling her latest boyfriend Daddy all night, and I mean all night."

"Well, we may have discussed the possibility of a double date with you and Steve Rogers."

"You didn't," said Ivy. She waited for me to say I was joking. "You really did? Oh my God! You're my favourite sister."

"I'm your only sister," I reminded her. My phone vibrated indicating a text message. "Hold on, I got a text."

Him: Good morning pretty girl. I brought up a double date with Steve. He's game, if your sister is.

Me: I'm just on the phone with her. I'll call you back.

"Well, guess what?" I asked my sister. "That was Bucky. Steve Rogers is up for a double date with you, me and him."

I had to put the phone away from my ear as Ivy literally screamed. It was obvious she thought a double date with Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes was a good idea. After several moments of me not saying anything while she calmed down her voice finally came back.

"When is the date?" she asked, her voice sounding a little scratchy, no doubt due to the fangirl screaming she just did. "Where will we go?"

"Didn't get that far in the text conversation," I replied. "I'm guessing as soon as possible, and we could go anywhere that doesn't involve heights." I could feel her disappointment through the phone. "What?"

"I've always wanted to go on a date to Coney Island," she said. "You know, the rides, the lights, the sounds, the gorgeous man on my arm that wins me a prize at the shooting gallery."

"What are you, 14?" I asked, surprised that Ivy would suggest an amusement park. "It might be too intense for Bucky. He said himself he doesn't do too well in crowded spaces."

"Forget I said it," she huffed, her breath so loud I could hear it over the phone. "I have to go to work. Just make sure that wherever we go is fun. You know how I feel about going somewhere fancy."

I did know. It was something that still bothered her.

"Alright, I'll talk to Bucky, and we'll figure something out, I promise. Love you."

"Love you, too."

We ended the call and I sat for a moment then dialled Bucky. As soon as I heard his voice I wanted to melt. If honey could be transformed into a sound, I'm sure it would sound just like him. Quickly I told him that she wanted the date and that she wanted to go to Coney Island. There was no response for a moment, and I was sure that I had just thrown the biggest bucket of ice water at someone who was trying to be nice. If it was only that simple.

Bucky

"Coney Island?" Shit. I hadn't been there since 1943. "Why Coney Island?"

"It all boils down to a date that Ivy had with a guy," she said.

"Hold on, your sister's name is Ivy? You're Holly and Ivy, like the Christmas song?"

There was silence on the other end of the line, and I figured I had just put the kibosh on the whole thing. Then I heard a sigh and Holly's voice.