I'm With You 'Til the End of the Line- Stucky Oneshots (Marvel)

Pre-serum Stucky - Dancing

Bucky had set up yet another double date, the third one this month. Steve was, as per the usual, unenthusiastic about the whole thing. Steve suffered through every date that Bucky set up, he hated the things but he never had the heart to tell Bucky. Steve knew how much Bucky enjoyed setting up these dates, going to dances, having an excuse to show off his dazzling smile and devilishly good looks. However, for Steve, it was just another opportunity to be reminded that he was worthless, pathetic, unwanted, a freak. He ploughed through though, and dealt with it, for Bucky's sake.

At 6'o'clock that night, Bucky appeared at Steve's door, a girl on each arm. Bucky's girl was curvy and beautiful. She had long blonde hair and eyes the colour of sapphires. Her skin was unblemished and smooth, not a pimple in sight. She was wearing a simple but flattering red dress with a halter neck and some plain black pumps. She was exactly Bucky's usual type, he could afford to be picky.

The other girl was smaller, barely 5'3", with a slimmer build. Her ginger hair flowed down her back as the evening sun bounced off the delicate curls. Her face was dusted with freckles, her button nose being generously covered. She was dressed in a pale blue spotted dress which helped to accentuate her figure. She was beautiful, any guy would have loved her, but not Steve. Don't get me wrong, Steve thought she was stunning, but he was too busy ogling the man stood between the women. His best friends, Bucky Barnes, was drop dead gorgeous. Steve quickly blinked himself out of his trance and offered his arm to the petite woman, who's name he found to be Lucy, and they made their way down the street, following Bucky.
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Bucky stopped outside a large building, music could be heard coming from inside and many people were filtering in or just standing outside conversing. Oh great, another dance. Steve was terrible when it came to dancing, he had two left feet and no sense of rhythm. He shot a worried smile in Bucky's direction but all he got in response was an enthusiastic grin. Let the pain and embarrassment begin.

They walked up the steps into the main hall, tables were pushed to the side with a few people sat around them chatting and drinking. The Stage was home to a cheery looking band and the dance floor was full of enthusiastic young men and woman, all obviously having fun.

Steve jumped when he heard Bucky's voice in his ear, 'You'll be fine, just have fun! You'll be able to find me if you need me.' With that, Bucky turned and led his girl onto the dance floor and started to enthusiastically show off his dance moves.

Steve turned to Lucy and smiled shyly at her, 'you don't have to stay with me if you don't want to, I'm not all that fun.'

'Aw, don't say that, I'm sure you are! Come on, at least try and dance!' Lucy dragged Steve by the arm onto the edge of the dance floor just as a slow song started. 'See, it's easy, just copy me, the song's slow so you'll be fine.'

Steve's eyes met with Lucy's as he wrapped his arm around her waist. He started to dance, slowly, badly, but he still danced. However, there was no spark, no intimacy, it was just dancing. Steve felt nothing for this girl, and he was sure she felt the same.

After a few minutes of awkward swaying and Steve standing on the young lady's feet, they broke away from each other with a sad smile and a small farewell before they went their own ways. Lucy quickly found another partner, a strapping young man, taller and less sickly looking than Steve, not that either of those were difficult to be. Steve however just sat at a table in the corner, watching the smiling faces weave around each other, laughter filling the air.

He sat alone for a good hour or so, before his favourite song came on. He jumped up and desperately looked around the room for Bucky, this was their song! For Bucky it was just a bit of fun, but it meant so much more to Steve. When he and Bucky were dancing badly to this song, laughing at each other, it was Steve's moment to lose himself, to forget all the bad things that had happened to him. It didn't take long for Steve to spot Bucky, standing with his back to the wall, his lips locked with those of the blonde girl, his hand resting on her curvaceous hips. Steve stood and stared for a moment before heading out of the hall, and towards home.
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'Steve, are you here?' Bucky shouted into the flat. He had spotted Steve leaving the dance and had decided to catch up with him. Sure, Bucky was have fun with Sophie, or was it Stacy, he couldn't remember, but Steve meant more to him than some pretty blonde girl. 'What's up punk? I saw you leave, are you feeling sick?'