Bucky Barnes Imagines

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Bucky's POV:

Everyone was getting ready to head off to this restaurant Tony found. He said there was karaoke, and pretty much everyone wanted to visit this little hole in the wall place.

I really didn't want to go, but I also didn't want to be alone in this tower. I didn't know what to expect, but I hope their food was good because I was extremely hungry.

We all hoped in cars and headed for this little restaurant. I sat looking out the window thinking about the place, and how my friends would probably make me sing.

"What's wrong with you man?" Sam slapped my arm hehe he forgot he was sitting on my left side so at least that was funny.

"Nothing."

"It isn't nothing man. Look as funny as I think it would be to make you sing, I'm pretty sure none of them will make you sing."

I nodded looking back out the window. When we made it to the restaurant, it really was a hole in the wall type place you wouldn't notice if you didn't look.

The restaurant had that vintage aesthetic vibe to it. Whoever owns it did a good job. Even flowers hung from the walls. I liked that it didn't smell too much like food, though it did smell of vanilla.

We all joined tables together and sat looking at the menu. I decided to try the gyro wrap and fries. Eventually they brought the food and it smelt amazing.

"Hello everyone. It seems it's time for our karaoke. Now to kick it off, our princess miss y/n."

I froze eating. That name was so familiar. It belonged to my best friend, my first crush, and my first love. She was amazing, but she's probably dead now, but no one has any record of her. No one at SHEILD can find any files on her. I don't know if she ever got married or if she had kids. However now that I think about it, it wouldn't be weird if she was still alive.

I looked up at the woman stepping on the stage. She had h/c long hair with flowers in it. She had sparkles on her cheeks and the girls complemented her boho outfit which I didn't understand. She looked so much like y/n, and I would be able to knows if it was her simply because of her eyes. However she had on sunglasses. I waited for her to speak, because if I couldn't see her eyes then I would be able to know by her beautiful voice.

"Thank you for having me as always pops, and to all our guest welcome. So my doves... Let's begin."

I froze and so did Steve. It was her. It had to be.

"Could that really be her?" I whispered to him.

"After all we have seen it wouldn't surprise me, but Bucky if it is her... You should really reconnect she was your dream gal after all. She was our friend."

"Maybe so." Then when we looked back at the woman, she removed her sunglasses, and I was in love again. Those were the same e/c eyes I'd grown to love decades ago.

"Steve... It's her..."

Before he could say anything the music began. I focused on her noticing how she changed. She look looked the same age as when I left to go fight. Her hair was long now, to her hips. She looked even more beautiful now than she did before.

"I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight"

I'd heard this song. It was Bang Bang by Nancy Sinatra. Rather her version of the song, but y/n took the pace of the song slower.

"Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down"