Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

What I Want*

"Y/n! You have to start living your life. No more moping about your limp dick ex. It's been five months. Let him go and move on. Even if you just fuck some random guys brains out. Also, it's your turn to get the shots." Natasha said loudly over the music in the bar.

"Okay, okay. Thanks for the pep talk Nat, it was...enlightening. I'll be back in a second." You took a lemon wedge from the plate on the table and sucked it to ease the burn of the vodka. "You want another lemon drop or you want a tootsie roll shot this time?"

"Both." Nat laughed. The alcohol was finally kicking in which meant she was about to lose her filter and probably ditch you to make out with the first guy that hit on her.

You wove your way through the crowd and were almost at the bar when some jackass shoulder bumped you and you began falling backward. You fully expected to hit your ass, but instead you felt two hands grab your waist.

"Well hello there, beautiful. What's your name?"

You looked up at a man with black hair and a goatee. He was smiling down at you as you were trying to process that you were sitting on some random stranger's lap.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Some jackass bumped into me and I lost my balance."

"It's alright, sweet cheeks. I'm definitely not mad at having a beautiful woman on my lap." He winked down at you and a blush spread over your cheeks.

"Let her up, Tony." A gruff voice came from behind you.

You peaked over your shoulder to find a pair of light blue eyes staring at you. The man's long, dark hair was tied in a low bun with the loose strands at the front pushed behind his ears. A leather vest hung from his muscular shoulders and you could see different patches adorning the front. You flicked your eyes over the patches and saw one with the name of their motorcycle club and one that said president. You quickly realized that you had toppled into a table of bikers.

You looked back up at his face and his eyes were roaming over your body. When he reached your face again, his tongue darted out and wet his lips. His teeth captured his bottom lip and the corner of his mouth tipped up. Tony's voice pulled you from the daze you were in and you turned away from the man before he could pull you back in.

"Ah, come on prez. She doesn't mind. Do ya, sweet cheeks?" Tony looked down at you with a smirk on his face.

"I actually should get back to my friend."

"Looks like your friend is busy." A blonde man said.

You looked over at Nat to see her sucking face with some guy who was trying to slide his hand up her shirt.

"Jesus Christ, Nat." You mumbled.

"So, your friend's name is Nat, but what's your name?" Tony asked, taking a strand of your hair and twirling it around his finger.

"Uh, it's Y/n."

"Well, I'm Tony. The blonde right there is Steve, the one next to him is Sam, and the grumpy gus behind you is Bucky. Why don't you let me buy you a drink?"

"No, that's okay. Again, I'm sorry I fell on you, but I'm gonna go."

You finally pushed yourself up from Tony's lap and turned towards the bar to walk away and finally order yours and Nat's drinks. You purposely avoided Tony's table on your way back and finally sat down across from Nat. She was still attached to the same guy's lips, so you cleared your throat.

"Hey, Nat. Wanna introduce me to your friend?"

"Y/n, this is Bruce. Bruce, this is Y/n." Nat looked at you sheepishly and gestured to Bruce. "We work together."