Indefatigable || Bucky Barnes (4)

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Bucky found his Wednesday lunch friend the next morning outside shouting at his neighbour. Voices echoing from the entrance of the alley where they were standing. The man sighed as he went closer to break up the fight. He had been taking a walk before lunch, Basil at work and Henry meeting his agent. When Basil had decided to follow Bucky back to America, the ginger cousin he had brought with him was a surprise. Bucky had brief memories of the ginger man back during the break up of the avengers, and again before the snap. Still, the distant relative of Basil's had moved with him and stuck around in their life like a gum in hair. Months later and Bucky still wasn't quite sure what to make of him. (That the author and seemingly retired spy was here had been a surprise that Bucky was still getting used too. One spy and assassin to another. Did Basil have some sort of signal that attracted heroes and spies? It wouldn't surprise him if he did).

"Whoa Yori", he greeted the elderly Japanese man who lived in their apartment block. "What's going on? I thought we were going to have lunch". He rested a comforting hand on the man's shoulder as he tried to diffuse the situation.

Yori was glaring at a young man from the first floor. "Unique is putting his trash in my trash".

"It's trash!" Unique exclaimed. (Was it unique? Bucky swore that he recalled Basil complaining about the name once or twice).

"And the time has come for me to smack his-" Yori lunged but Bucky stepped between them and gently caught his arm.

"Whoa. Hang on". He began steering Yori away from the young hipster dude.

Unique didn't seem to get the message and went for a hand shake. "Hey man. I'm Unique. Its like Monique but it's got a U in there for Uniqueness". (Ah that was the stupid name he remembered. Basil had sniggered at it. "If you want a unique name, then make one up. Don't just name yourself unique. That's just lazy and cringey". Bucky didn't really know what cringey meant but he gathered that it was bad).

What was that word Basil and Henry used often? Oh yeah, Twat. Bucky thought that this guy looked like a twat. "That's absurd!" Yori huffed as he walked away down the alley. Bucky went after him.

"Yori, you can't keep on fighting with your neighbours. Come on let's get some food". Yori waved him off. "But it's Izzy. We always go to Izzy's on Wednesdays".

"I'm not in the mood today".

"What if we make Henry pay?"

That made the old man pause. He turned around with a frown. "Where is the English gentleman anyway?"

"He texted to say that he's late because he's meeting his agent. I'll pay if he doesn't turn up", Bucky found himself promising. He hoped that Henry would turn up. The other man had more money than him. (So did Basil. But that was to be expected. He'd always had more money than Bucky and the blue eyed man was glad for it).

"Alright but no talking", Yori grumbled. Bucky allowed himself a small smile as the little old man came back and led the way.

Izzy was only a block a away but during the time it took to get there and get seated, grey clouds had covered the sky outside. Rain and thunder was covering the streets by the time their food was served. Henry came in with a black umbrella protecting his button-up and sweater vest. He shook it off and came to join them at the sushi bar, one hand pushing back windswept hair. Yori brightened up at this.

"Sorry I am late. My agent kept on raving about book tours. What did you all order?"

"You're paying", Bucky announced to him through a mouthful of dragon roll. Around them, the sushi bar was filling up with people trying to avoid the rain.