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Drunken Times (Bucky X Reader)

Word Count: 540

This is kinda angsty, and short. But what can I say I like the DRAMA!! Only in Fanfics though. Make sure to vote and comment. Love you!!! <3
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"Hey Buck," You smiled walking into the lounge.

"Hey Y/N," He grinned at you, it made your mind grow foggy when you looked at him. And of course it made your heart sting just looking at him, he acted like he didn't remember anything from that night. You shook away the thought and walked over to the kitchen, hoping that a drink would help.

You poured a glass of wine and sat down at the counter. You and Buck had told everything to each other, about your feelings for each other. And then you two had a very... Satisfying night.

"Hm?" You brought your head up tiredly from the counter. Your eyes are droopy and your body limp. Your eyes met Bucky's blue ones, they were filled with worry.

"I said you need to get up, you've had almost two bottles of wine," Bucky said.

"Pfft, I'm an Avenger I can't get drunk! Alcohol doesn't control me!" Your voice slurred as you spoke, when you got up to walk to you fell to the floor. Bucky failing to attempt at catching you.

"Woah Woah, you alright?" He lifted you from the floor, he held at your waist as you wobbled on your feet.

"No, a little sad," You said looking into his eyes,

"Nono I met physically," He laughed, you gripped his shoulders for balance.

"Still. Sad." You laughed almost toppling over, you were one to laugh at your own jokes when drunk. Bucky stifled a chuckle.

"Okay you need to get some food and some sleep, I'll take you to your room and bring you some food." He gripped your waist and your shoulder was resting on his. You whined when he opened the door to your bedroom, this meant that he would have to leave. And you would have to leave his warm comforting touch.

He laid you gently on the bed and gave you a small smile."Don't worry, I'll be right back," He had said after realizing your death grip on his wrist as he tried to leave.

"Don't Go, I don't want you to Leave James, " You rarely called him James, only when... Well, only in certain aspects of your life. Hearing his name roll off your beautiful, full lips made his body shiver.

"Why doll?" He asked trying to grasp the reason.

"Because- Well because if you leave now I'll never feel your gentle touch again. Bucky was about to speak but was cut off. " And don't you dare say I'm drunk because In feeling these feelings when I'm sober as well." You pouted. "I know you love me, and I know you know I love you too." You furrowed your precise brow.

"We can't Y/N, we work together, and I don't want to jeopardize our friendship."

"Bucky but we're both so miserable."

"I know Doll, but we'll move on." He kissed your forehead and left the room. He returned later with a bowl of snacks for you to eat. He stared at your peaceful sleeping body. He brushed the hair from your face.

"It's just not the right time for either of us..." He left closing the door gently. You opened your eyes when he left.

If you weren't miserable before, you were now.