Stucky One Shots

Number Thirty-One: Male Beauty

"Hey, Bucky, we found someone who fits the bill," Clint says, handing Bucky Barnes a clipboard. He was a photographer for models and was looking for a male model to go along with his current female model, Natalia Romanov, a very pretty Russian redhead.

"What's his name?" Bucky asks, flipping the page over to read about the models' past work. He sees a photo of the man and raises an eyebrow.

"Steve Rogers, twenty-five, usually works in Brooklyn," Clint informs and Bucky nods a little. Steve had dirty blonde hair, all over the place, his eyes were blue with a little bit of green, he was tall and very muscular, strong figure."Actually not too bad lookin'." Clint adds and Bucky gives him a knowing look.

"Don't you already have someone?" Bucky asks and Clint shrugs a shoulder.

"Like I'd tell you," he retorts and Bucky smiles.

"Right. So he's coming tomorrow?" Bucky says and Clint nods.

///

"Peggy, what if they find another model better than me?" Steve stresses, hurrying around his flat and throwing clothes and stuff into a bag. His brunette best friend, Peggy Carter, watches him quietly with her big brown eyes.

"You worry too much, Steve," she sighs, leaning back into his couch. He looks at her and sighs himself.

"But-"

"No buts. You'll do perfect, Steve. Besides, it's about time you moved up in the world," she tells him and he nods a little, picking up a sketchbook and putting it into the bag. "And you're only bringing one bag? Aren't you there for a while?"

"Just bringing a small bag just in case. I can pick up the rest later if I need it," he replies. "Any way, thanks, Peggy."

"What are friends for? I have to go meet Angie and Monty fairly soon," she says and he nods. She gets up and walks over, she presses a kiss to his cheek and smiles at him.

"Give me a call when you're there, okay?" Peggy chimes before walking out. Steve waves as she walks out before dropping his bag and pulling out his laptop. He searches up Bucky Barnes' photography place, and finds out it's called Photo Kings.

"Photo Kings?" Steve murmurs to himself, smirking a little. That was a new one. He scrolls through the website and sees a photo of Bucky, his eyes widen a little.

"Dang," he whispers, looking at the photo. Bucky was hot; chin length, wavy brown hair, blue-grey eyes, a bit of a stubble, kind of muscular. Steve wouldn'tve been surprised if Bucky turned out to be a model himself.

He closes his laptop with a sigh and picks up his bag, he turns his laptop off and puts it in his bag. Looking around his tiny place, he finds nothing more to do and heads to bed.

///

"Alright, folks, he's coming today so I expect everyone to be on their best behavior and make him feel welcome," Bucky chimes, wandering around the place. Natalia saunters by and he takes her arm, she looks at him.

"You've heard, yeah?" He asks and she nods.

"Steve Rogers, yes, I know. I don't expect I'll be kissing him, right?" She hums, her accent was still there but beginning to thin out due to all of her time in America.

"No, no, I don't think so," Bucky assures. If he was being honest, he didn't want them to kiss because... well, he had his eyes on the attractive blonde. Maybe he would ask him out or something.

"Hi, uh, I'm looking for a Mr. Bucky Barnes?" He hears and Bucky turns his head to see the blonde in front of Clint.

"That would be me," Bucky pipes up, walking over towards him with a smile on his face. The two shake hands.