Stucky One Shots

Number Six- Instant Attraction

Bucky saunters into the bar and looks around with a bored expression on his face. He lights up when he sees his four friends sitting at the bar. Clint Barton, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark and Pietro Maximoff.

"Hey, Buck." Clint chimes when he sees him, Sam claps him on the shoulder and smiles. Bucky smiles back at them.

"Hey, Clint. Guys." He replies, nodding at them. Pietro smirks at him and Tony raises his glass of whiskey.

"Took you long enough, Barnes, I had nobody to get drunk with." Tony whines with a slight slur to his speech. Bucky scoffs and rolls his eyes as he takes a seat between Pietro and Sam.

"Uh huh. I see you did that all yourself, though, Stark." He retorts and Tony smirks a toothy grin, raising his glass to his lips again. Bucky rolls his eyes.

"So how are you doing, James?" Pietro hums smoothly, his accent coming through into his speech. James was Bucky's real name but he preferred Bucky.

"I'm pretty good. You, Pietro? How's Wanda doing?" Bucky asks, his voice taking a softer tone at the end of his sentence. Wanda, he knew, was Pietro's sister, who had a couple mental problems. Pietro looks at his lap and takes in a breath, he looks back up and manages a small smile.

"She is getting better, slowly." He explains and Bucky nods, he smiles sadly and pats Pietro's hand. Pietro smiles.

///

Hours later they were all pretty drunk... well, except for Bucky. He made sure not to get drunk. He hated hangovers. The door swung open and Bucky turned his head to the noise. His eyes widen when he sees who walked through.

Steve Rogers wanders into the bar, sighing a little. He takes a seat at an empty table and gets a drink, he leans back in his seat and doodles on a napkin. Bucky tilts his head at him and observes him curiously.

Steve had short dirty blonde hair that was swept to the side and bluish-green eyes. Bucky stares at him, he notices how packed this guy was and his first thought was never get into a bar fight with this guy around. Sam follows his gaze and a smirk stretches on his face.

"Go talk to him, man. He's a looker." Sam says, winking at the brunette. Bucky again rolls his eyes and folds his arms across his chest, his cheeks burning. He felt almost instantly attracted to this guy and he didn't even know him.

"You're not allowed to think the men I think are cute are cute." He huffs and Sam raises his eyebrows.

"That made no sense but alrighty then. Seriously, go talk to him, he seems lonely." Sam encourages and Bucky blows out a breath. He gets up and starts making his way over to the blonde.

"Hey, that seat taken?" Bucky pipes up and Steve glances up. He smiles a little and gestures to the seat, Bucky sits down.

"Noticed you looked a little lonely." Bucky explains and the blonde nods.

"Yeah, no problem. Thanks." He replies, rubbing the back of his neck. Bucky noticed he was blushing a little and raised an eyebrow but didn't comment.

"I'm Steve, by the way." He introduces and Bucky reaches out to shake his hand.

"Bucky. Bucky Barnes." He replies, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Bucky, huh? That's a name you don't hear everyday." Steve muses, crossing his arms across his muscular chest. Bucky notices and tries not to blush.

"Not really, no." Bucky confesses.

"It's cool, though." The blonde assures with an awkward smile and Bucky smiles back.

///

They got to chatting for a couple hours more, and Bucky introduced Steve to his very drunk friends. Sam was the best off and Tony was the worst.

"Look a' you, aren't you a pretty lil' thing." Tony slurs, casually wrapping an arm around Steve's shoulders. The blonde raises an eyebrow and Bucky rubs the back of his neck.

"Tony Stark, the easiest man to get drunk and a giant a**." Bucky introduces, pushing Tony's shoulder. Steve laughs a little and Bucky beams.
"Sam Wilson, nicknamed Falcon Big Butt." He says next and Sam scoffs, elbowing Bucky in the ribs.

"You should hear his nickname." Sam snorts to Steve, who smirks a little and looks expectantly at Sam. Bucky catches on and frowns.

"Uh uh, Sam Wilson don't you dare." He hisses, face heating up again.

"Winter Boo Bear." Sam retorts and Steve laughs again, actually laughs, and as he does so he slaps his left pec. Bucky laughs at that, nobody laughed and slapped/ grabbed their pec.

"What was that?" He asks Steve, chuckling.

"It just happens sometimes, Boo Bear." He sighs dramatically and Bucky scowls, he smacks his arm.

"Shut up. You need a nickname." He muses, watching the blonde. Steve raises an eyebrow and smirks a little as he notices how much Bucky was blushing in the light. He doesn't comment though, knowing that he was probably blushing just as much. He really liked Bucky.

"Captain Little A**." Sam chimes in and Steve scowls. Bucky smirks.

"Perfect. Perfect for a punk." He muses, ruffling Steve's hair. The blonde huffs.

"Jerk." He retorts and Bucky smirks a little, looking up at him. Sam smiles a little and cuts out, he takes the rest of the drunken guys home. Pietro wanted to stay and keep an eye on the pair but Sam wanted them to have their... whatever it was.

///

Steve and Bucky end up going for a walk later that same night. Even though it was really late and dark out, both were energetic and in a good mood.

"So why were you sittin' there all alone?" Bucky inquires, tilting his head. Steve sighs a little and puts his hands in his pockets.

"My girlfriend broke up with me this morning. Figured I oughta take my mind off it." Steve muses and Bucky looks down, he nods a little.

"That's too bad, Steve. I'm sorry to hear that." He replies and the blonde smiles a little.

"Besides, anyone who wouldn't want to be with you would most likely be crazy so... not a loss anyway." He shrugs and Steve laughs. Bucky loved his laugh. The pair stop at a small pond and sit in the grass, luckily not damp yet.

They sit in silence for a while, lost in their thoughts. Bucky glances over at him and sighs a little. He really did like him.

"I like you, Buck." Steve says out of the blue and Bucky's eyes widen. The blonde looks over at him and Bucky swallows.

"I like you too, Steve." He replies, watching him. The blonde smiles and Bucky smiles back. He leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to Steve's cheek.

///

Three years of dating later, the pair were married. All their friends and family came, but it was still a small wedding. But they were happy and that's all that mattered.