This imagine is based off the song 'We Are Young' by FUN. I hope y'all enjoy it and if you have any ideas for a song based imagine hit me up.
☆☆☆☆☆
Just give me a second I, I need to get my story straight.
My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the empire state.
My lover she is waiting for me just across the bar,
My seats been taken by some sunglasses asking about a scar.
☆☆☆☆☆
Bucky stared nervously at the suit that had taken his seat. He had only went to the bathroom for one minute to take a hit off of Steve's joint and when he came back there he was. He already knew what the man was most likely interrogating you about. That damn scar.
He had given it to you months ago and you were both trying to forget. It had been an accident. He had woken from a nightmare and immediately began to defend himself from the person who was shaking him, afraid they were the monsters of his subconscious. It had happened so quick and there was too much blood. He still couldn't believe that you stayed.
Bucky was torn from his thoughts as the man stood, taking off his sunglasses and sliding a piece of paper across the bar to you before walking away. He took a deep breath and placed himself back on the rickety stool.
"Doll, are you alright?" He asked with a shaky breath. You looked at him with sad eyes and gave him a sad smile to match it.
"Yeah, he was just asking about the... um the.. y'know." You stuttered and then gestured to the scar that started at your jaw line and went down your neck.
"I am so sorry." Bucky whispered, his head falling on your shoulder. "I am so so so sorry."
"Baby, it's okay." You kissed the top of his head. "Cmon let's just drink. I just want to drink right now."
"Okay, let's drink." He agreed, raising his hand up to get the bartenders attention. "And if by the time the bar closes, you feel like falling down. I'll carry you home."
You looked up at him and he saw a twinkle in your eyes. A twinkle that hadn't been there for a couple of months. You recieved your drinks and raised it to his to a toast, "Tonight, we are young. So let's set the world on fire, and we'll grow brighter than the sun."
Bucky smiled at your words, as it took him back to when you had only just met. It had been a lot simpler then.
So you drank. And then you drank some more. And even more. With Buckys enhancements he wasnt being infected by the alcohol nearly as much as you were.
It wasn't long until his friends came out of the bathroom and joined them with drinking. Steve and Tony were as high as the Empire State and you would never even know that Nat and Clint were in there with them.
Hours later the bartender was giving the last call and slowly ushering drunk people outside into the cold, harsh weather of New York.
You stumbled off your stool only to nearly collapse to the ground. Bucky quickly caught you into his arms.
"Buck, carry me home tonight?" Your words were slurred but he understood you clearly. His arms went under your knees and behind your back and soon you were being carried out the door.
"Anytime, Doll."
A/n: I know this short, but I honestly really love it and I hope yall do too.
Also,
Endgame. Just Endgame man.
