Multi-Fandom Imagines

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You like Buck but don't think he likes you until some alcohol gets involved. 

Warnings: Mentions of drinking and alcohol. 

Author's Note: I just realized I haven't done a tone of Marvel imagines in here yet. Also, I had this idea last night. I do have a few other holiday imagines lined up over the next few days. Also if you aren't old enough to drink just imagine you are. And Bucky will have his short hair like in Falcon and Winter Soldier.

I roll my eyes at the thought of going to Tony's annual Christmas party and to be honest with you the only reason I was even going to go was because of the free booze. 

I stare at myself in the mirror and make the last small adjustments to my dress before leaving my room. 

As soon as I'm in the hall I can the loud music and indistinct chatter of people. I make my way down the stairs already dreading mingling with other people. 

I immediately head to the bar and order a whiskey and down it one. I Natasha walking over and she greets me with a hug. She sees the empty glass sitting on the bar before saying, "Starting early are we?" 

I laugh before responding, "Well I'm going to need something to get me through this night." 

We talk for a few more minutes before I feel her nudge me. I follow her line of sight and feel my breath catch in my throat. There he is, Bucky. I gulp and order another drink quickly downing it. 

I turn my back in hopes that he won't notice me but it seems that luck isn't on my side because not even a minute later I hear Bucky talking to Natasha. 

While they talk I order a third drink. By the time I finish that drink I can feel the alcohol sitting in my stomach and a warm feeling is settling through my body. 

I spend most of the evening avoiding Bucky but I also can't help but notice how girls are draping themselves on him and openly flirting with him. As this happens I feel jealousy burning in my body and the alcohol is making my brain fuzzy. 

Towards midnight most everyone has left just leaving me and the team. By this point I'm rather drunk as we play a game of truth or dare and somehow I'm next to Bucky. I'm giggling at a dare that Thor was given by Tony before I get asked, "Y/N, truth or dare?" 

I giggle before I say, "Truth." 

I the next words out of Thor's mouth should have caused me alarm but in my drunk state I barely registered them beyond answering the question. I hear, "Who do you have a crush on?" 

I feel my face flame before easily responding, if a little slurred, "Bucky. I love his soft fluffy hair, and his big muscular arms." 

I fall over sideways and my head lands on a shoulder and I can feel my eyes closing. I feel someone pick me up and carry me up a set of stairs before setting me on my bed. I don't know who carried me to my room and I don't have long to wonder because it isn't long before I'm asleep. 

The next morning I wake up with a pounding headache and I groan. I look on my bedside table and see some aspirin and a glass off water. I gratefully take two aspirin before even attempting to make my way out of bed and downstairs. 

Upon arriving downstairs I see Tony is already making breakfast and I'm the last one up. He looks at me smirking before saying, "Well it's about time." 

I just groan in response before I hear Nat ask, "How much do you remember about last night?" 

I rack my brain trying to remember anything that happened last night but it's all foggy. I reply, "I don't remember much of anything." 

I see Nat share a knowing look with Steve before she says, "Well this might ring a bell. Bucky." 

My eyes widen as the memory comes flooding back and I rest my head on the counter as I say, "Oh God." 

I hear Nat say, "You might want to talk to Bucky." 

I lift my head from the counter and look down and see him already looking at me. I nod as Nat and the others stand up leaving me alone with him. 

He walks towards me and takes a seat on my right. I can't bring myself to look at him and I play with my fingers on top o f the marble counter. I don't want to break the silence but luckily I don't have to because Bucky says, "So about last night." 

I reply, "Yeah about last night." 

He says, "Did you mean what you said about me?" 

I sigh before saying, "Look I was drunk." I see him look disappointed but before he can say anything I say, "But I meant it. I really like you." 

He looks up at me before he says, "Really? I thought you hated me." 

I shake my head before I say with a small smile, "I avoided you because I liked you and didn't want to make a fool of myself in front of you. And because I thought you wouldn't like me back." 

I see Bucky smiling, something he rarely did but he says, "Well I like you too. Would you like to go to dinner with me tonight?" 

I nod and he stands up from his chair as he says, "Well I'll see you tonight doll." 

I feel myself blush at the nickname and he smirks at me seeing my flustered state before going upstairs leaving me in a daze.