French Girls || Bucky Barnes

Brooklyn nights shimmer with jazz and smoke, and Colette Moreau moves through them like a secret everyone wants to uncover. On the stage of The Silver Crescendo, each glance and gesture draws eyes-but only James "Bucky" Barnes watches with a curiosity that unsettles and fascinates her all at once. He is a soldier, tethered to duty, yet something in the cabaret's flickering light pulls him closer.

Outside the music, Brooklyn itself seems to conspire in their quiet rebellion. Streetlamps illuminate stolen walks. Letters are exchanged in careful handwriting. Words unspoken hang in the air between them, delicate and charged.

Love blooms quietly, in the brush of a hand, the pull of a gaze, the half-smile that says everything without speaking. It is slow, teasing, impossible to contain-a fire against the world's encroaching shadows.

But even in Brooklyn's glittering nights, the shadow of war waits. Every heartbeat, every glance, every stolen moment carries a weight neither can escape-and a future they cannot promise.

Adding Notes: This is a Bucky Barnes x OC story, and not everything will be canon accurate to the MCU. This story will not be a book split into chapters, but instead into segments. I hope you enjoy! :)