Imagines/oneshots Book 1

100. bucky barnes - something about Christmas

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I was trying so hard to keep this till Christmas cause it takes place during a Christmas party but most Christmas parties are before Christmas anyways right?
Anyways I hope y'all enjoy, it's short-ish and sweet.

Pic: cyborgnebulaarchive on tumblr

Song: fools holiday by all time low
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My eyes followed the people moving around the room. I sat in the arm chair with one leg crossed over the other and judged them. My leg bopped up and down and I found myself picking lightly at my bottom lip as I lost myself in the sounds of the party. I stared at the wall before being shaken from my thoughts as I lost the light beside me. I looked up to see Bucky holding a glass out to me.

"Care for a drink?"

I stared at him with a Stern gaze before turning back to starting across the room.

"I appreciate the gesture but not really."

He shrugged and downed both glasses.

"Mind if I join you?"

I side glanced at him before shrugging.

"Do I have a choice?"

He laughed and I heard the other arm chair creak.

"Not really."

"Didn't think so."

I mumbled back.

"So,"

I sent him another harsh look. He raised a knowing eyebrow at me.

"How are the holidays treating you so far?"

I tensed up.

"Fine thanks."

"Liar."

My head shot in his direction.

"Who says?"

"You."

I drew my brows.

"Certainly not."

He just shook his head and stood up.

"When you want to get into the Christmas spirit come talk to me, till then, have fun sulking in your own self pity."

I watched him walk away and took my strong grip off the arms of the chair that I hadn't noticed I was doing. I looked down at my hands before uncrossing my legs and rubbing them. I sighed heavily, maybe he was right.

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I walked slowly down the hall and played with my fingers, nodding my head once at the people walking past me. I turned and watched them descend down the hall before turning forward again and keep walking. I took a deep breath before stopping in front of his door. I raised my hand to knock but dropped it and rubbed my arm. I went to turn away when the door opened and there stood Bucky in front of me. He looked different than he had before. His hair has pulled back in a ponytail now and he was wearing a red sweater rather than the dress shirt he had on for the party.

"Y/n?"

He looked at me with concerned features.

"I didn't want to bother you."

He tilted his head to the side.

"Is the party over?"

I looked down the hall at the people walking towards us.

"Actually it was getting a little more hectic."

I bowed my head as they passed and watched them leave before turning my gaze back to Bucky.