Rafael Jane Stallin (Bucky Barnes)

~Seamus' Goodies~

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Rafael's POV

"This place is so cozy and cute" I look back at Clint as we enter the cafe.

"You said the exact same thing when I first took you here" he tells me with a chuckle.

"Not even surprised"

We line up. I look up at the menu to see what I'd like.

"Next" the guy by the register calls out.

"Hi, I would like the chicken and lettuce roll, medium cappuccino-no sugar and one of those cookie dough brownie please"

"That would be $16.50" he says, not bad.

I pay using my credit card. I step to the side and wait for my food. Within seconds Clint joins me.

"Which one is Seamus?" I whisper to him as I watch my food being made.

He laughs, "don't think he's in today"

"Wait there's an actual Seamus? I was trying to make a joke" I look at Clint.

"Yep. Haven't seen him in a while though"

"Ah" I nod.

"Rafael?" A female calls out.

"Yep that's me" I grab my order and go to Clint, "I'll look for a table for us"

"Okay"

I go to the back corner and take a seat. I place my cappuccino and food down on the table and wait for Clint before eating.

I take the  bitter yet creamy coffee to my lips as I savour the flavour. Damn that's good!

"Good?" Clint asks coming out of nowhere.

"Too good" I smile.

"Cool, let's dig in"

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Clint and I finish our meal, we just sit there and laugh about all the fun times we used to have.

"I honestly can't wait for our next mission together" I say with a massive smile on my face.

"Same. It's so priceless when you tasered that guy by accident" he bursts into laughter which made me laugh.

"It was embarrassing though, he like hated me for that"

The bell by the front door rings which caught my attention. Clint looks over as well.

"Would you look at that" he says calmly.

"Yeah... we should head back to work"

"Why in a hurry?" He watches me stand up.

"I just feel bad for him" I frown.

"It's not like you can help it"

"Yeah true. Should we say hi?" I sit back down.

"We don't want to give him hope. Plus, I'm not really close to him so I don't want to make things even more awkward"

I nod understanding where he's coming from, "maybe leaving is a good idea" he says.

"Yeah. I'm keen to read those files" I grab my purse.

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After spending hours reading the files and taking the information out of it, I still tragically don't remember anything.

I guess forcing yourself to remember something important would never work.

I don't understand how I remember everyone but him.

"You're still here" Clint walks into my office, I look up, "yeah why?"

"It's 5:30pm"

"Oh shit, I need to start on dinner!" I put the files into the draws and begin packing up.

"Dinner? You? What?"

"Yeah, I thought I'd cook for once" I look at him for a split second. Once I was ready I grab my purse.

"I hope we have everything" I chuckle.

"What are you thinking on cooking?" He asks.

"Butter chicken with rice"

"Sounds good!"

We begin to walk out of my office and out of the building.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" He asks.

"Yes" I hug him goodbye before going in my vehicle. I take a deep breath before driving.

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