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Biggest Fan Pt. 2 -A Date (Bucky Barnes x fem!reader)

Bucky chewed on his bottom lip as he held his phone in his hand. He'd pulled up your number, but couldn't bring himself to hit the call button. Sure, the two of you had a connection and often went out for coffee after your shows, but Bucky had never actually asked you out on a date before and he was nervous. After your appearance in "Beauty and the Beast," you'd become close with the rest of the team, which was great, but it had been far too long since it was just you and Bucky. So, Bucky decided to do something about it.

"The phone isn't going to dial itself, Terminator," Tony said as he sauntered into the kitchen. Bucky glared at him before turning his attention back to his phone. "Really, Barnes. You've been staring at that thing for ten minutes. Just call her already. The worst she could do is say no, which I really don't think she'll do." Bucky sighed heavily. He wasn't used to this. Back in the 40s, James Buchanan Barnes was the ultimate ladies man and now he couldn't even pluck up the courage to call the woman he'd been crushing on for months.

Several minutes of silence passed until Tony groaned. "I swear, Barnes, if you don't hit the call button, I'm going to do it for you." Bucky held his phone close to his chest and left the room. He made his way up to the floor where his room and Steve's were as quickly as possible. If Stark knew that he was too nervous to ask out the girl of his dreams, then the whole Tower probably knew and Bucky did not want to deal with that.

Once Bucky was safely in his own room, he took a deep breath and finally hit the call button. He frowned when you didn't pick up. He checked the time. Maybe you were at rehearsal. Bucky let his mind wander over every possible scenario, almost all of them negative. At least, until his phone chimed. Hello, my biggest fan! Sorry I didn't answer you. I'm on voice rest for the week since we just finished the show. What's up?" Bucky felt himself smile.

Don't worry about it, Doll. I was just wondering if you'd like to go out to dinner sometime? When you can talk again at least." This wasn't how Bucky wanted to do this, he wanted to hear your voice when you answered, but he knew how important voice rest was for you and the other people you acted with. It only took a second for you to reply. Like a date? I'd love to! Say next Friday? I'll be off voice rest by then." Bucky's smile grew. He could feel your enthusiasm through your text. You'd actually just agreed to go out with him. Great. Looking forward to it, Doll."

That next Friday rolled around sooner than he thought and Bucky was anxious again. He fought the urge to pace outside your apartment door after he knocked. The door opened and your roommate stood there with a sly smile on her face. "Hey there, biggest fan! Y/N's almost ready. Come on in." Bucky entered the apartment, enjoying the quietness of it. He was gazing around the small living room when you appeared.

Bucky's breath caught in his throat. You were stunning. You looked even more beautiful than you did with all your costumes and make-up that you wore on the stage. For a moment, Bucky had to fight not to stutter. Your roommate was grinning broadly as she watched the two of you. When neither of you made a move, she sighed and gently pushed on your back. "Go on! Get out of here! I won't wait up!" You shot her a glare over your shoulder as she closed the door behind you.

As the night went on, Bucky found himself falling for you more and more. He already knew you, but this was entirely different. This was an actual date, not just a cup of coffee after a show. "Bucky, are you nervous?" you asked suddenly, making him jump a little. "Y-yeah. A bit. It's been a long time since I've been on a date." You reached across the table for his hand. "It's okay. It's been a while for me too, but I'll let you in on a secret. The reason it's been so long is because I was waiting for you to ask me."

Bucky's chiseled jaw dropped. "What? Why? I'm, well, me. A former assassin, a man out of time." You shrugged and giggled. "I know all that, Buck. But it doesn't matter to me. You're not that person anymore and that's all that matters." Bucky smiled at you and you could swear you saw tears in his eyes. "Thank you. Thank you so much, Y/N." You rubbed your thumb over the back of his flesh hand as you looked into his bright blue eyes. "Anything for my biggest fan."

Bucky laughed at that before he quickly leaned across the table and pressed an impulsive kiss to your lips. You flushed at the gesture and for once, you were speechless. After a moment, he asked, "What do you say we get out of here and go dancing?" You nodded happily and replied, "I know the perfect spot. Come on."

Bucky let you lead the way out and soon, he realized you were leading him to the theater. "What are we doing here?" You smiled as you fished the key out of your bag. "I'm close friends with the owner. He let me have the key." Once inside, you flicked on the light and found the stereo. When you turned back, Bucky was on the stage. He reached his hand out to help you up. "Care to dance, Doll?" You beamed at him and let him pull you closer.

The two of you swayed on the stage in silence, you head resting on Bucky's chest. You could hear his rapid heartbeat. "Calm down, Bucky," you whispered. He exhaled and you looked up at him. "You make me nervous , Doll," he said with a laugh, "After all, I've been told I'm your biggest fan." You giggled and pressed up on tip-toe to kiss his lips. "No, Bucky. After tonight, I'm yours."

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