Never got over you (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Part 21

(Y/n) felt her heart doing clumsy summersaults as she waited for Lance to arrive at the restaurant where they had agreed to meet after she had gotten off of work.

The door opened and she looked up, smiling nervously as Lance walked in.

"Hi, (Y/n)," he greeted, not looking as strained as she felt as she greeted him back.

(Y/n) turned to the hostess to tell her that they were ready. "And, we'll need a table towards a corner, against the wall preferably, not near a window," she spouted off unconsciously, then looked up at Lance to see his questioning look, then the hostess. "Um, n-nevermind..."

When they had been seated, and ordered, keeping a strand of pleasant small talk, Lance handed his menu to the waitress and waited for her to walk away before turning to (Y/n).

"So," he began, looking her over before he started on what he wanted to say. "I want to apologize, I mean, I was trying to give you space, in case I had been moving too fast, but I really do want to apologize if I was moving too fast..."

"No!" (Y/n) assured him. "No, that's not-" She sighed. "It's something else- it's just that-"

Lance put his hand on hers to comfort her. "It's ok-"

"No, it's not, Lance- I- I'm sorry. I have problems, it's not you; you've been nothing but sweet."

Lance raised his brows to her in question of her problems.

"I- you know that I broke up with my ex not too long ago, like, maybe a month and a half, did I tell you he was cheating on me?"

He nodded with a sympathetic expression.

"Yeah, and- he said some stuff to me that really messed me up, like, it made me really nervous to even think about having sex for real-" She cut herself off and blushed as the waitress, of course, chose that moment to bring them their drinks.

(Y/n) waited until she left to start talking again, but Lance spoke first. "It's ok, I didn't mean to go too fast for you, or make you run off..."

(Y/n) shook her head to him, pulling her hand away from his to take a drink and compose herself. "There's more..."

"There's more?" He asked, his eyes wide.

She nodded. "Yeah. So, for a long time, now, a few years, actually, I- I've had a crush on a guy, and, I guess I thought I had gotten over it, but-"

"But you didn't," Lance finished for her.

She looked up to him and nodded, feeling even worse when she saw that he didn't look angry.

"It's that guy, isn't it, your room mate?" He asked.

She tried not to blush, and managed to keep it almost completely away. "Why would you think it's him?" She asked.

"Well, it's pretty obvious that he's madly in love with you, too," he told her with a chuckle.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened. "What- makes you say that?" She asked tightly.

"(Y/n), don't tell me that you haven't noticed it- you live with him, for crying out loud!" He laughed. "Oh God, he was so jealous when I came to pick you up for that date, it was pretty obvious that he didn't want you to be with someone that wasn't him."

(Y/n) stared at him in shock.

"Wait- you didn't know?" Lance asked, and she shook her head. "Wow, ok... Is he as dense as you?" He teased.

"I- but he doesn't-"

Lance smiled and looked up at the waitress as she brought their food, then back at (Y/n). "(Y/n), trust me when I say that he does. You're probably the only one who can't see it."