You sit in front of your mirror, applying a second coat of dark red lipstick. You were nervous. Of course you were nervous. You were going on a date with Bucky Barnes, the hottest guy in brooklyn. It wasn't even your fault you were going on this date.
A while ago, your friends had organised a party, and you'd half-heartedly agreed to come along, as long as there was a steady stream of food. They'd introduced you to him quite a few drinks into the evening and he'd immediately asked you out. You remember your astonished expression as he smirked at you, and silently cringed.
You hadn't been on a proper date in a while, so you'd decided to put on the special red dress you'd hid in the back of the cupboard. After awkwardly zipping it up for about ten minutes, you stood in front of the mirror, dissecting your appearance. "Jeez.." you groaned. Your eyelids hung heavy from tiredness, and your hair threatened to explode from the half-updo you'd wrestled it into.
Why he'd asked you out was a mystery. Bucky Barnes was infamous. Infamous for going out with only the hottest, most attractive girls in the area, which was why when he asked you on the date, you were completely taken by surprise.
You slip on your black heels and wipe away a small lipstick smudge with your nail. Your eyes involuntarily flick to the clock. Where was he? He casually said he'd "swing by at nine", and it was already twenty past.
You sit silently, perched on the edge of your sofa. waiting. The clock's hand moves from the 4 to the 7, and you're about ready to give up and go to sleep.
Suddenly, the knocker sounds, shaking you out of your trance.
"ahh!" you exclaim and rush to the door. You pause for a second, breathe in and out and then open the door a little way.
His eyes are the first thing you see, bright blue and crinkled because of his wide smile. His hair is slicked back, but a few strands are misplaced, here and there. He stands on your doorstep, clad in a black tailored suit that fits him perfectly.
"Honey, you look gorgeous." he half-laughs, and pushes the door further open, revealing your whole outfit. His eyes travel to your toes and up again to meet your nervous eyes.
"God, you're perfect." he half-whispers, taken aback. His eyes melt into yours, turning your heart to mush. After a second, he regains his composure and offers his arm.
"We don't wanna lose our table, doll." he grins and leads you into the car waiting. Your heart races as you look at his retreating figure and almost forget to breathe.
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so that was fun. did ya like it?
yes, i know the gif at the top is not *technically* bucky but seb looked really cute so why not!
if you have suggestions, please let me know! atm i'm posting oneshots that i'd written a while ago, so new ideas are welcome.
and yes i know the two i've posted so far have both been bucky, but i'm working on some peter parker stuff and *hopefully* will upload them soon!
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⌲ MARVEL ONESHOTS
Fanfiction⌲ a bunch of mini-stories and oneshots featuring the characters of the mcu! feel free to suggest any oneshots you have ideas about and want to be transferred into writing! this is the first time my writing'll be online, so forgive me if it's awful...
