Next To Me // A Stucky Au

Chapter Two

The next Saturday, when Steve was roaming around in his apartment in his pajamas, he heard a knock at the door and was surprised, but pleased, to see Bucky there with two coffees in his hands.

"Hi!" Steve greeted cheerfully, "Hang on, I need to get dressed, but come in!" He shut the door behind Bucky, thankfully shutting all the cold February air outside. As Bucky peeled off his wet coat and went to sit down, Steve hurried of to try and find something decently clean to wear.

He finally emerged from his room and took the coffee from the kitchen counter that Bucky had left there, surprised to find that it was still warm.

"I'm about to go to Peggy's," Bucky said when he saw Steve, "D'you wanna come?"

"Sure thing!" Steve replied. He couldn't think of a better way to spend his Saturday, and it wasn't like he had any plans anyway. So they bundled themselves up in coats and scarves and headed out.

Steve was glad when he finally got to Peggy's apartment, and let the warmth sink through his bones as he got inside. It was an incredibly tidy place, with a lot of white walls and mirrors, much nicer then his.

"Hey Bucky!" said Nat as soon as they entered, "Oh, and Steve," she smirked.

"Hi guys," Bucky replied while Steve waved and they went to sit down on one of the couches. Bucky suddenly became very aware of how close he was sat to steve.

"Right, so, there's this radio station," Sam started to explain, "that if you text them the right code, they'll go down the list of everyone who's sent them it and pick someone randomly to call. If you get called, you get to choose what song gets played next on the radio."

"So you're saying that we try and play one of our songs?" Bucky replied, a smile creeping onto his face.

"Exactly," Peggy interrupted. "Now if you boys want to come over here and text them from the number off my phone, that would be great," she smiled.

The next few hours passed in a flurry of chatting, laughing, take-out indians, and a bunch of songs no one really cared about playing in the background. Suddenly, Clint's phone started ringing, and as he answered it, his voice came through on the radio. Everyone sat up in exitement, almost not daring to believe they actually got on.

"Hello?" Clint said, looking surprised at hearing his voice coming through the radio.

"Oh my god, Clint, you're on the radio!" Sam yelled in the background, and everyone laughed when that came through as well.

"Hello,"said the presenter's voice, which Bucky recognized as Thor Odinson's, the famous radio presenter. Huh. He didn't know that he did this job on the side. "I'm presuming that your name is Clint, from your friend's yelling."

"Yes, it is"

"So what's you're request for today?"

"I Bet My Life by the Avengers please," he requested, a smile breaking out into his face, "and enjoy." With that the line went dead. That was Clint's favourite song of theirs, mainly because it wad the one he had done most of the composing for, and it was his song.

Then their song started playing, and the moment almost seemed unreal to Bucky. He couldn't believe it. Everyone jumped up in exitement and Steve grabbed Bucky hand in the process. Bucky decided not to question it and enjoy it while it lasted.

Eventually, when the song had finished, everyone sat back down, but it took alot longer then that for the smiles to wear off their faces. Bucky was still glowing when they left to go home, and walked around cheerfully in his house as he prepared himself dinner.

Steve held your hand, the little voice in the back of his head told him, not being mean for once, he might actually like you back. What if he doesn't though, the other part of his head replyed, what if was an accident, or..

Bucky cut that thought off straight away. He pushed it to the back of his head. He wasn't going to let anything spoil his mood that day.

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The next day when he walked into the studio, he was surprised to find that Nat wasn't doing her usual early-morning drumming. Instead,  Nat was sat on a couch scrolling through her phone, a wide smile on her face.

"What's so good 'bout your phone today, Nat?" Bucky asked as she looked up at him.

"Oh, only that we have, like double the amount of people that have bought ours songs. And listened to it on YouTube and things," she smiled even wider, " The next pay check is going to be good!"

Bucky sat down next to her and pulled out his phone. His face brightened as he saw what was going on. Before they knew it, everyone else had arrived, and started doing the same thing.

"You will not beleive who just rang me," exclaimed Peggy loudly as she walked into the room, "there's this guy, says he's from one of the most major radios in the state, and he wants to meet us!"

The room was filled with exited yelling and shouting, and everyone hurried over to peggy laptop, who was researching the guy, seeing if he was dodgy or not, and when they figured out he was actually being genuine, Peggy immediately started e-mailing him, with the rest of the band staring curiously over her back at the screen, clearly making Peggy uncomfortable. It wasn't like they cared, though. They were all to exited.

The rest of the morning was a hustle as they tryed to get everything planned. Why was it so hard to find a date where they were all free? Bucky just didn't get it. It all used to be so much easier when they were kids.

And at last, after most of the morning had gone, Bucky finally said what he'd been thinking:

"Nobody tell Steve."

A/n: Helloooooo! I'm surprised ur actually still reading this, and tba I suprised I'm still writing this. I'm surprised I even started writing it in the first place. Anyway, tell me what you think! Also good ways to improve!