𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 ━━ marvel imagines

━ JERK ( Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers )

1940

"You're such a jerk!" You exclaimed at your obnoxious best friend. "Stop being such an idiot! You're embarrassing yourself in front of people!" Bucky yelled at you. Your eyes were glaze. You slapped his face. "I'm not an idiot, I'm your best friend and you should understand of what I feel." You cried. "So it's my fault then?" He exclaimed. "I'm not saying it's your fault Buck!" You retorted. You really loved Bucky since your childhood, you fell deeply in love with him. You noticed before that he's such a ladies man till now.

Tears started to swell. Bucky was completely broken inside but just wants to look like he doesn't care at all. "Don't you understand me Buck? I've been having a rough day and you just made it even worse. I'm a woman Bucky, we girls are emotional." You said. "I love him Buck, and you aren't the boss of me of choosing the guy I want!" You yelled. His face soften and hugged you tightly. "Get off of me jerk!" You started hitting Bucky's chest several times to just let him go of you. You sobbed on his chest. "You don't understand me, jerk." You sobbed, gripping on his coat. He laid his chin on top of your head. "Because you're such a ladies man, you've been with many girls, not caring of how they feel." You pulled away and walked away as the rain showered down on your head. Bucky tried to reach out to your arm but didn't continue. He put his hands in his pockets and walked away in a different direction.

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"Dude, you've been drinking ten shots. What happened to you?" Steve asked his best friend. He placed his face in his hands. "I've been such a jerk to Y/N lately, and she doesn't want to talk to me since yesterday." Bucky's voice was muffled since his face was buried in his hands. "Why what happened to the both of you?" Steve asked. Bucky ran a hand through his brunette hair. "I kept on bossing her around and judging her date. And she told me that I'm not the boss of her and I don't understand women since I'm a ladies man, not caring of the girls' feelings I dated." He said. "Well, those were true." Steve pointed out. Bucky shot a glare to his friend.

"You're such a punk." Bucky said. "You love Y/N, right?" Steve asked. "You forgot?" Bucky exclaimed. "Just making sure, since you've-" "Yeah, dated lots of girls." Bucky finished Steve's sentence. "Look, you should've made a move when you had the chance, now here you are, wasting your life over the girl you love that you didn't had the chance to ask her out." Steve said.

The bell on the door rang, sending attention to lots of men in the bar. You sat down on a stool four seats away from your two best friends, not noticing that they were there. "Whiskey." You said to the bartender. You sipped the alcohol, wasting your time slowly as your breakup with your date was brutal. Tears swelled. You laid your head down on your arms as you gasped for air.

Steve looked at you, broken. "Wow, she's really broken." Steve watched you suffer as he talk to his friend. But Bucky was really broken, seeing the girl he love crying on the man she used to date.

"Go talk to her." Steve nudged Bucky's arm, waking him up from his thoughts. "Wha-why me?" Bucky whispered. "Because, you love her right? She's broken. Look at her, she's been having a rough day lately." Steve retorted. "Ugh...fine." Bucky stood up from his seat and sat beside you as Steve watched.

Bucky lay a hand on your shoulder, sending you to move your head to the side. You saw Bucky smiling at you. You finished the second bottle of whiskey on your hand, letting the alcohol sink in. You started to get drunk. "Go away, jerk." You said to him. "I'm not leaving you. Tell me what's the problem, I'll understand." He said, rubbing his thumb on your shoulder, comforting you. Your eyes narrowed and smiled at him. You sat up, your elbows leaning on the bar table. "John broke up with me a while ago, I immediately knew that he has another girl." You said. "I'm sorry for being such a jerk to you yesterday. It was so stupid of me for not understanding you." He said. You looked at Bucky, smiling at him. He then quickly noticed your behavior. "Y/N, are you drunk?" Bucky asked. "Maybe..." You smiled at him, your eyes half closed. "Yup...you're drunk." He said. You leaned in close to your friend, smirking at him this time. He blushed under the dim lights. "I've been wanting to kiss you, since you'd became my friend." You said absentmindedly. He blushed harder. Bucky could smell the alcohol in your breath with mix of peppermint in them. You two were just inches away before your lips could touch. He smirked at you. You took a fistful of his collar and abruptly pressed your lips against his. "I like you Barnes, you're just my type." You said again absentmindedly, since you were drunk. "Shut up, idiot." He muttered. "You shut up, jerk." You said.

Steve watched the two of you in shock. You saw Steve, smiling at you and chuckling at himself. "You can sleep over at my house, it's just a block away from here. And since it's dark outside." Bucky offered. You nodded. You put a five dollar bill on the counter and waited for Bucky.

You stood up from the stool and waved bye at Steve. "Good night, punk." You said. "Good night, idiot." He said.

You walked out of the bar, feeling a cold breeze fly to your face. You intertwine your fingers on Bucky's. You walked down the dark sidewalk with several bright streetlights. "You know what, I wanted to be with you since the day I saw you. I knew that you were the one for me, but I couldn't stop the habit of being such a ladies man around you. I just can't even ask you out on a date when I wanted to, I'm just too scared that you wouldn't feel the same." Bucky started. "Bucky, I like you okay, that kiss back in the bar, I mean it." You said. "You do?" He asked. You nodded, "Yep." You said.