serendipity − b. barnes

PART THIRTEEN.

𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢. 𝟷:𝟺𝟸 𝙿𝙼. 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚘. 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟿𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟽. 𝟺𝟷.𝟾𝟽𝟾𝟷° 𝙽, 𝟾𝟽.𝟼𝟸𝟿𝟾° 𝚆.

Bucky headed back to the tower where he planned to go to lunch with Sam and Steve. Coincidentally, that happened to be at the food court next to the outlet mall where Makayla was.

Once he arrived, he headed in and told F.R.I.D.A.Y to alert Sam and Steve for lunch.

"I'm coming, dickhead." Sam grouched as he headed into the greeting area.

"That's a new one." Bucky hit his arm as Steve came out, flashing his notorious grin.

"Chic-Fil-A?" Sam suggested during a long car ride of bickering.

"You always want it." Steve complained.

"Because it's damn good!" Sam retorted.

"We're going to Panera and you can't change my mind." Bucky said sternly.

"Well someone didn't get their daily dose of not being a little bitch." Sam complained and crossed his arms.

"Sam, what is it with you and the foul mouth? Also, Bucky, Panera is fine." Steve said.

"I had a date last night and it went terribly." Sam mumbled.

"What was that? We can't hear you over your ego." Bucky teased, causing Sam to roll his eyes.

"Hey, every chick can't be a winner. You'll find your girl." Steve reassured as they hoped out of the car to Panera. It was always funny, three muscular men casually walking into a cafe.

They ordered and Bucky listened to the small talk in the background.

"Yeah, over at Frazier mall there's a crowd bigger than the Gettysburg Address." They joked.

The three men sat down in silence and hunger, waiting for the food to come out.

"Hey, Buck, whats that on your neck?" Steve asked.

Bucky looked down in confusion and rubbed his neck, "Did I get it?"

"Oh, damn." Sam looked at Bucky's neck in awe.

"It's a hickey." Steve smirked.

"It was that Makayla girl!" Sam swatted Bucky's arm.

His face was beet red as he looked down in embarrassment.

"Did you guys go the full 6 miles?" Steve nudged.

"You are such an old man." Sam mumbled to him.

"Yeah." Bucky sighed.

Steve and Sam shared a look before turning back to Bucky.

"Was it...good?" Sam said as if he was ashamed to be heard by anyone else.

Bucky turned his head to Sam, and nodded his head quickly, making it clear that it wasn't just good.

"She's a doll." Steve complimented.