Avengers X Reader

Bucky x F!Reader||"Easier."||

Warning(s): Cursing, Mentions of Sex, Drunk people and Tony.

Note(s): Reader is a prostitute. Her and Bucky have a really weird relationship after a series of events.
-This was halfway proof-read
-This took me like an hour and half to write so I hope you guys like it because I am honestly really proud of this one!
-I hope you guys have a great school year, those of you who start school around this time
-I love you💕 (Written August 7, 2019)

Pairing(s): Bucky x Female!Reader

Word Count: 2099 Words
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Y/N's Point of View-

Saturday. 11pm. Winter.

It was December so of course I had my holiday discounts. No I don't own a store- I'm more like my own employer.

I stood on the corner and leaned on the building, I watched cars drive by slowly. I narrowed my eyes a bit as I recognized the faces. I felt the sadness run down the street, many men trapped in dead end marriages sneaking out because they're too much of a pussy to leave their wife or because they stayed together 'for the kids'.

I scoffed as I saw a middle aged man stop when he saw me. He rolled down the windows and desperation grabbed onto me. I shook my head, he looked like could snap any minute and kill me, I didn't like his vibes.

"What's the matter?" He asked, he had a little slur, not as bad as some of the local drunks in this area.

"You need to go home to your wife." I saw the tan line on his left ring finger, "Um.."

"That bitch? Dina?!" He looked at me and started to get angry. He gripped the steering wheel, I walked inside the building, he was pathetic and I knew he couldn't get out of the car even if he truly wanted.

"Lightweight." I chuckled to myself and noticed I walked into a bar.

I wasn't skinny and I wasn't fat. My legs are big but not that big, my breasts are the same way. I have a little stomach but my body doesn't look right if I just get liposuction because of my ass. I like the way I look and judging my customers and my 'salary', they like it too.

I sat down at the bar and noticed a man walking over, he looked familiar. "Hello there." I chuckled softly at him.

He had on a jacket and had his hand in his pocket as if he was hiding something. I got a bit nervous and almost fell down, but I didn't.

He caught me..with his metal arm.

I tensed up at the cold metal, I felt goosebumps at the sudden change in temperature and noticed his face was as shocked as mine was. I smiled softly as if to reassure the both of us, "Hey, it's fine. Thank you."

"Y-Yeah." He nodded and let go of me after he helped me up.

"My hero." I teased and started to finish a martini because why not.

He chuckled softly, "You look interesting, are you from around here?"

"Interesting how?" I pretended to be offended and smiled softly, "Sadly, yes." I nodded and answered his question.

"I didn't mean it to be offensive." He smiled softly then looked down at his hands then back at me, "I meant you look interesting..not boring like everyone else here." He said.

I nodded and faced him, my legs crossed. "You're not from here. I get good vibes from you." I said.

"Thanks." He chuckled softly, "So what exactly do you do?"

"I get money from s-" I started.

He looked up at me, "Oh. So you're like them?" He noticed some hookers walking into the bar to pick up some drunk men who were willing to spend a little extra.