*Bucky p.o.v*
"Im late" I mumble to myself as I drive to the old part of town. I pull up to an old fashion diner and fumble to get my things together. I don't usually do these types of things, my buddy Sam put me on a dating site and i immediatly matched with a guy named Steven. He was cute, blondie with a body, who honestly made me melt over text.
I walked in and glanced at my watch, i was only 6 minutes late. Not too bad. he was sitting at the counter, scrolling thorugh his phone and i froze for a second. How do i even approach this guy? He is a solid ten while i stand as a rough 7. 'be brave, barnes' i told myself and tapped him on his broad shoulder.
"James!" he said and patted the stool next to him. I smiled and took my spot, brushing a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
We made polite conversation over some fries and milkshakes, he was a veteran too. He told me war stories and I shared some of mine. Leaving out the parts of my mandatory therapy and service dog that I had decided should sit this one out.
Steve was nice, he laughed at my cheesey jokes and soon i asked if he wanted to come over to my apartement.
"Yes!" with no hesitation, once so ever. The place was closing in a few minuets and the night was still young.
He followed me home in his car and I made sure to drive extra careful, not wanting to make this guy even think that i was some kind of maniac on the roads.
We get to the complex and he takes my left arm and I flinch.
" Your arm is freezing" he gives me a puzzled look. An embarrassed blush rose to my face, he immediately retaliated and started to stammer
"Well I mean...not that.. people can't be cold it's just.." Steven looked at his feet, trying to find the words.
"I'm sorry, I've been told I need a verbal filter and I usually am not this observant but I'm nervous and this is all new to me and.. now I'm talking to fast... I'm sorry."
"Hey, I'll show you inside okay?" I smiled at him and we walked on to reach my door.
*Steve p.o.v*
Your arm is cold?? How could I be so dumb. He made small talk as we walked through the complex, James face was illuminated by the fluorescent street lamps and I couldn't stop thinking about how handsome he looked. Every time he spoke I would melt a little, his accent curving around his words in the most attractive way possible.
"This is home" he smiles when he turns the key over and immediately a large fluffy dog comes running up to us and James knees down to greet it.
"Hiya buddy! Did you miss me?" He scruffed the dogs face and he barked in response.
"Alright boy, sit, we have a guest." James said as he got back up.
James took a deep breath in and smiled softly. "this is my service dog, Fubar"
He looked at me hesitantly, I didn't know what to say. "Well, what cuties you two are together. Is it okay if I pet him?"
Bucky grabbed my hand and guided it toward the fluff standing before me, Fubar sniffed my hand before licking it. "Okay, now you can go for it."
*Bucky p.o.v*
Steve lent down to play with Fubar and I smiled at both of them. I'm overly relieved that Fubar is the distraction for now, I have no idea how I'm supposed to tell him about my ailment. Honestly, this is my fault, I should've mentioned something in the days leading up to tis but it is kind of hard to think of how to spring this on someone.
I take a deep breath in and look at Steven, he's sitting crossed legged in the floor playing with Fubar and I smile at the both of them.
"Hey Steven?"
"You can just call me Steve." he smiles and stands up
"Alright, Steve, please don't freak out." I say and he gives me a puzzled look, but holds his smile.
I begin to take of my leather glove hesitantly, and then its off of my hand in an instant.
Steve p.o.v
Metal? he has a metal hand? Is that what he was worried about this whole time? I mentally face palm. That's why his arm was so cold. "Why would I be freaked out?" I take his hand in mine and pull him closer to me. "I can deal with a metal hand, James" I kiss him softly and he pulls away after a minuet "Arm" he says with a chuckle . "Even better" I smirk. He pushes me against the wall and passionately kisses me, grabbing at my waist. He has me melted right there in the foyer, we don't even make it to the bedroom before he's lost his shirt, my legs wrap around his hips and when my feet meet the hard wood in the bedroom, I walk straight to the bed while he peeks his head out of the door and I hear him say "Go lay down, buddy" and he closes the door behind him and then makes his way over to me.
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Part two coming tomorrow ;)
(Its gonna get steamy)
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Stucky One-shots
Fanfictionjust a big compilations of stucky fluff/smut/angst Two babies who uwu each other
