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Bucky Barnes x Reader [Kiss me like it's the forties]

Well I'm a piece of shit and you should all leave cause I NEVER FUCKING REMEBER TO UPDATE!!! Sorry guys...uh...Enjoy?

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As much as Bucky had gotten to grips with modern times there was still a pert of him that missed the forties. It wasn't a large part but enough that once in a while he felt this strong craving to listen to old music and dance like the war was over. For a while he didn't know what to do about this longing so he used to dance in the gym by himself early in the morning, but that wasn't enough. Then one-day Steve mentioned how there was a club in downtown which had a different theme from time every night. Saturday nights were forties nights. After going one time with Steve and realising it was exactly what he had bee looking for Bucky found himself coming to the club alone every week. That was where he had met her.

Around his fifth or sixth time there he was offered a dance with a beautiful young girl. She was wearing a knee length white shirt, a blue blouse with a medium sized bow on the collar, white tights and slightly heeled shoes. Her (H/L) (H/C) hair was pinned low on her head with blue ribbon tied through it. They had danced all evening then left to grab drinks after. Her name was (Y/N) and Bucky was desperate to see her again. 

The heels of his shoes made loud echoing sounds as he walked down the cold street. The dull sign hanging over the doorpost caught his attention. Stepping off the wet street and into the bar made him smile contently. Swing music was paying loudly from a live band on stage, the retro bar serving cocktails he missed, couples whirled each other around the dance floor, the whole room was alive with laughing and music. He chucked his coat onto a near by stand and walked towards the bar. Flashing a smile, the bartender, Charles, fixed his usual cocktail and Bucky sat on a stool watching the show for a while. Soon enough a bright dress caught his opinion. Turning around his blue eyes caught sight of the very woman he was waiting for. (Y/N) stood on the edge of the dance floor, wearing a bright floral dress, black heeled shoes, and the brightest smile. As the next song began the super solider slipped from his seat and strode over to her. His hand linked with hers and he tugged her towards the centre of the room. When she realised who it was her smile widened. 

(Y/N) wasn't from the forties but she loved everything about it and loved any chance to get closer to it. This song was a lot faster then the last and it took a moment for the two find a good rhythm, but when they did it was perfect. Bucky held her hands tight as the two went down in a circle, (Y/N) moving her hips side to side. Twirling her under his arm then pulling her back into his body, then wrapping an arm around her waist to spin her out and pull back again. As they shuffled their feet to the beat while spinning and dipping the pair forgot about their surroundings, the rest of the people dancing had moved off the floor to give them space, and were now watching and cheering. In a moment of confidence Bucky grabbed her waist as (Y/N) flung her legs around his waist, he dipped down and she let go before they pulled back up. The last bars were playing and she grabbed his hips and he lifted her fully upside down then placed her down. The last beat hit so the pair froze in a dramatic finish. Everyone cheered, clapped and wolf whistled. The floor began to fill with people again and Bucky felt himself being pulled away. Grabbing his coat, the two practical fell out the door. Laughing like drunkards they ran down the street, unaware of the cold due to the bliss of night time. Slowing to stop, (Y/N) leaned on a wall to catch her breath.

"Bucky that was...amazing" she breathed.

"Yeah, it was" his eyes were focused on hers as she frowned.

"What's wrong?"

In one swift movement Bucky stepped forward and smashed his lips into hers. Both his hands were resting just above her head on the wall and hers on his chest as the two kissed. It was long and passionate, getting very heated as well. After splitting for air, he rested his forehead on hers. Their hot breath was forming clouds right in front of them as they panted. Bucky leaned in again and she didn't hesitate to kiss back, for a second Bucky could have sworn it was the forties again.

I love you all, wish it was the damn forties...

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