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"the beginning of something amazing."

Alongside Natasha, Steve walked into his favourite coffee shop in Brooklyn, then again it was the only one he'd ever been too, but he liked it so that was that. He greeted all the usuals that were there almost every day and Natasha smiled kindly at them.

"How often do you come here Steve?" Natasha asked as they sat down at a table. "I told you to stop drinking so m-" "Oh god." Steve interrupted, and Natasha gave him a fake insulted look. She turned around what Steve was gawking at, or who rather. There was a fit, actually no scratch that- very fit looking guy sitting at a table across from them. He had shoulder-length dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail, light stubble, and bright blue eyes. He was wearing ripped jeans and he had a leather jacket on. He was talking to a woman. Same color hair but she had brown eyes. They were laughing about something.

Natasha looked back at Steve who finally had closed his mouth. "Is he the real reason why you come here so often?" A smirk forming on her face. Steve flushed a bright red. "W-what? No! Can't a guy just get a cup of coffee before work?" He was flushing an even deeper red. "Steve you don't have work today." Natasha had an extremely smug expression, which Steve did not appreciate. He was about to answer until the dark haired man looked over the woman's shoulder at him. "Holy shit. Nat he just looked at me I'm going to die-" "Hey, handsome guy in the leather- yeah you!" Natasha yelled, maybe a little too loudly. Steve was in shock as the handsome man started to get up and walk towards them.

"Nat what are you doing I swear to go I will kill y- h-hey...!" Steve was flushing an even deeper shade of red, which Natasha didn't figure possible, but who knew. "I'm Bucky, you?" The brown haired man was smirking as he caught the blonde boy staring at his lips. When he didn't reply Bucky grabbed a napkin and scribbled something on it and passed it to the blonde. Then he winked and walked away back to his table. Steve was frozen as Natasha swiped the paper out of his hand. "Oh. My. God. He just gave you his number- Steve? He. Gave. You. His. Number." Natasha snapped her fingers in his face. "Am I dreaming please say I'm not dreaming." Steve then pinched himself, just to make sure. "Holy fuck- OW." Natasha kept laughing as Steve flipped her off.

Steve was at his apartment now, standing in his kitchen with a phone in hand. Bucky's numbed was typed out and his hand hesitated over the call button. After he finally mustered up his courage, he pressed it. It rang a few times and then...

"Hello?" A voice answered. "Uh hey..it's the guy from the coffee shop."

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And that, was the beginning of something amazing.

Written by: 7lysian