Sebastian Stan Imagines

«Drugs, Sex, and Rock N' Roll- Bucky»

Title: Drugs, Sex, and Rock N' Roll
WC: 5044

WARNING: HEAVY MENTIONS OF DRUG USE, HEAVY CURSING (more than usual), PRETTY ANGSTY

A/N: inspiration off of The Dirt on Netflix and the Heroin Diaries by Nikki Sixx
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"Fuck," the man grumbles as he sits up, rubbing his head. He can't remember a thing before he looks around the hotel room. He notices the woman in the bed with him, a small smile appearing on his face at seeing he had a nice time last night. He hops out of the bed, noticing he wears nothing but the band's tank top. He yawns a bit as he gets some pants on. He hears the banging on the door, now knowing why he woke up in the first place. There he ties the strings on the leather pants, he soon opens the door to find the manager of the band, Fury.

"What?"
"Stark's pissed at you again for last night." Bucky stands there, his eyeliner seemed to darken the bags under his eyes. He tries to figure out what he did but after the cocaine bumps he did last night, he seriously couldn't remember a thing. Fury sighs once he notices the confused look on the man's face.

"According to last night reports, Wilson and you both tried to throw all of Stark's furniture out of the window. That didn't even piss him off, what did was the fact that you two dumbasses managed to get the couch to land on Stark's new ride." Bucky starts to laugh his butt off once he heard that, he remembers Tony's reaction to finding out what Sam and he did. Bucky got the blame for right away but Bucky being Bucky, ran off right away from the drummer and lead singer of the band.

"Roger's isn't exactly happy about it as well," Fury mentions the lead guitarist of the band, causing a small laugh from Bucky.

"This isn't funny, Barnes. Stark is done with your antics."
"He's only done since Sam and I didn't invite him to snort some with us last night," Bucky says with a huff as he rolls his eyes at the manager. Fury shakes his head before he hears Natasha, one of the backing vocals, call for him.

"We'll continue this conversation later."
"Yeah, right," Bucky says with a smile as he nods his head. The two both know damn well that isn't happening since the next time they talk will be about something wild Bucky and Steve did together. That's always how it goes in this wild band of the '80s.

Tony Stark, lead singer and frontman of the band. Stever Rogers, lead guitarist and basically almost the other frontman of the band. Sam Wilson, the insane drummer who just wants to have a fun time. Bucky Barnes, the quiet bassist that still can be seen headbanging in the background.

Bucky closes the door behind him, deciding to go bother someone. He gets to the roadie's room, a smirk appearing on his face. He knocks on the door, not knocking, he bangs on the door. The growling can be heard as the person throws open the door. Bucky meets the wild, grumpy Kylie. Her green eyes glaring at the smirking rockstar.

"How'd you enjoy last night?" He mentions of his shenanigans that Sam and him did. Kylie rolls her eyes as him, going to close the door but his left arm stops the door. She looks at the arm, tattoos litter all over the skin. He has none on the right arm but on the left he likes to have painted up. Her eyes trail up the arm, seeing all different types of tattoos. Her eyes soon land on his blue ones.

"Last night would've went well if Sam and you ever know what sleeping is," Kylie scoffs at him, causing a small eye roll from him finally. She smirks at the reaction, she sees Steve walking down. The blonde guitarist didn't question what Bucky and her were doing, he knew of Bucky's weird feelings for the girl he supposedly hates so much.

"Morning, Bucky. Morning, Kylie." Steve waves to the two as he heads back into his room with the cup of coffee. Bucky looks at Steve and then back at Kylie.