Stucky: New Beginnings (BOOK 1)

Hangovers are a nightmare

Bucky pulled away after a second and stepped back realizing what he had just done.

"I-i I don't know what I was thinking. I'm so sorry." He whispered not believing he had actually just kissed Steve. After everything he'd done to make sure steve wouldn't find out he goes and does this?!

"J-just shut up and kiss me." Steve said still shocked that he kissed him in the first place.

"Wha-what?"

"Kiss me before I lose my nerve again." Steve whispered before pulling Bucky into a kiss.

"Finally!" Natasha said.

"Don't Get too happy. There's always something to stop them from being together." Clint said.

"Eh."

Bucky pulled away after a second smiling.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to kiss you without the reason being some truth or dare shit." He said breathlessly.

"Same." Steve said.

"Yeah yeah yeah get back to smoochin' or whatever while your still drunk so you can't chicken out." Natasha said handing them both two bottles and pushing them off the dance floor. Hopefully this would do until tomorrow morning when they'd have to talk.

They stayed at the club for a few more hours dancing, drinking, and, in Steve and buckys case, making out.

The next morning

Bucky woke up with a terrible hangover and to make matters worse most of his memories from the other night came rushing back.

"No no no no no please tell me this was a dream. God help me tell me I didn't actually do what I think I did." He whispered to himself.

"Did what?" Steve mumbled half asleep.

"Oh great you're awake" Bucky said sarcastically.

"Awake may be an over statement." Steve responded with a yawn before sitting up.

"Sleep well?" Bucky asked trying to act natural. Maybe it wasn't true. Maybe he didn't actually kiss Steve last night.

"Yeah. Had a nice dream. You look like shit though." Steve laughed.

"Wow thanks." Bucky said dryly. "What was it about?"

"Well, we were at a club and- do you have a hickey?!"

"What?"

"I no longer think that was a dream......" Steve said, more to himself then to Bucky.

Bucky got up and walked to the bathroom to look in the mirror and low and behold there was a hickey on his neck.

"Guess not....." Bucky said to himself. Damn it! What now? He walked out with a nervous laugh.

"We got drunk and made out didn't we?" Steve said.

"We got drunk and made out. We got drunk and made out!" Bucky said laughing. Why the hell was he laughing?! This was serious!

"Are you laughing?"

"I got drunk, asked you to dance, and then kissed you!" Bucky said as the realization of it sunk in.

"Are you still drunk?" Steve asked actually worried.

"This is all Barton's fault. I am so sorry, Steve. I-I didn't mean to kiss you.... can we- can we pretend it didn't happen? We were drunk anyways so it's not like it meant anything. Right?" Bucky said assuming Steve was upset.

"Uh yeah yeah of course. Your right. I'm-I'm going to go shower. We're leaving in a bit anyways." Steve said before getting up and heading to the bathroom. Why? Why did this have to hurt so much? Of course Bucky doesn't like him. He was a fool for thinking something could actually happen between them.

Bucky sighed and walked out of the room going to Barnes's room and knocking on the door.

"Open the damn door Barton or I swear I will break it off it hinges!" He shouted.