Just a Friend pt 1
louve-noir: Hi! First of all….I LOVE sites like yours. We as black women are underrepresented in fanfiction. May I have a Steve x reader? I would like the reader to work at the Avengers tower with Tony. She and Steve are really good friends and she tries to help him with Sharon but really she likes him. Can Bucky realize she likes Steve & tries to help the reader tell me.
“Buck, this for sure shouldn’t rust. Sorry that dumbass over there decided to make your arm out of iron.” I say glaring at Tony who was busying himself by improving one of his suits.
“Well he shouldn’t of killed my parents huh?” Tony says, not even looking away from his work.
There was silence as Bucky’s face hardened and I didn’t know how to respond.
Instead I tapped him on the knee, “You’re all good Buck. I’ll see you later for beers with the guys at 8.”
He silently nodded, giving me a small smile before leaving the lab.
“Tony I’m done with the modifications for Peter’s suit. So I’m gonna go ahead and head out. Don’t forget to sleep at least five hours and to eat dinner.” I tell him, packing up my things.
“Alright, mom.” He says sarcastically with a salut and I nod with a smile.
I then make my way home quickly in order to freshen up before meeting Sam, Bucky and Steve for our weekly beer and pizza night at our favorite pub.
Once home, I take a quick shower and try to do something with my type 4c hair before giving up and letting it do what it wants.
“What to wear? What to wear?” I say to my cat, Dima.
Dima just looks up at me with his jade green eyes while I continue to look through my drawers for something to wear.
“Well I don’t want to wear something too casual since I’m already thought of as one of the guys. But I don’t want to look like I’m putting in too much of an effort. Even though I do want to impress Steve.” I say to the black cat that continues to look at me bored.
In the end, I decide to wear a black body con dress with a red flannel tied around my waist and my adidas superstars. Then I finish the look with some mascara and red lipstick that matched my flannel. This wasn’t that dressed up…at least it wasn’t for me.
Seeing that it was already 7:50, I go ahead and call an uber.
Once I arrive to the pub, I see the three men sitting at a table in the corner. It was pretty hard not to miss the two super soldiers and the almost equally muscular Sam. A seat beside Steve was conveniently left empty for me.
“There she is!” Sam says, getting up to give me a side hug.
“Hey! What’s up?” I hug him back, before hugging Bucky and Steve and taking a seat.
God Steve smelled incredible as always. Honestly I was surprised that I was into Steve. He was different from what I usually went for—the bad boy type like Bucky, or the fashionable and street kind. But it didn’t really matter because it was obvious that he was way too into Sharon to notice me and besides, I’m not one to chase. Not to mention, he only thought of me as one of his good friends.
“You look great, what’s the occasion?” Bucky asks with a knowing smirk.
He was able to catch onto my crush on Steve although his best friend couldn’t.
“Boy, what you mean? I always look good.” I say flipping my hair for extra effect while Steve and Sam laugh.
Steve then pushes me a glass of dark liquid.
“Whiskey and Coke?” I ask excitedly.
“Of course, doll. And with an extra shot of whiskey. You’re the only girl I know that can handle this much whiskey.” He looks over at me with his piercing blue eyes.
“Well it comes with being a southern girl.” I say, emphasizing my south southern accent.
Sam then coughs, breaking Steve and I from our conversation.
“So you never finished telling us about your awkward encounter with Sharon.” Sam says with a slight laugh.
My face falls ever so slightly, but it isn’t missed by Bucky.
“It wasn’t awkward. I just don’t know what to say after we—“ Steve trails off.
“Kissed?” Sam finishes, not noticing that I didn’t really want to hear this conversation.
“I mean what do you say or do after that? Buck, surely you know.” Steve looks over at Bucky who was quietly listening and observing me.
“Steve, you know I don’t know today’s dames.” He shrugs and his eyes dart to me quickly.
Steve suspiciously looks from Bucky to me before deciding to brush it off.
“What do you think, Y/n?” He asks as I take a sip of my drink.
I’m gonna need a couple if this turns into another, help me with Sharon night.
“I don’t know. Just be normal and maybe ask her about the kiss casually? Don’t want to embarrass yourself if it meant more to you than her.” I say before I can stop myself and immediately feel like slapping myself in the back of the head for being stupid and giving him advice to get the girl I don’t want him with.
I can tell that Bucky feels the same as he looks at me with a deadpanned expression.
“Yeah, you’re right! I’m glad to have such a good friend like you, doll.” He says, side hugging me and I smile a smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes.
The night continues on with laughter, fake smiles (on my part), and funny stories from missions and before you know it, it’s about 10:30.
“I guess I better go. Gotta get up bright and early to help Tony tomorrow.” I stand and hug everyone goodbye.
“Hey, let me walk you home.” Bucky says getting up, causing Sam and Steve to look at us curiously.
Bucky and I were somewhat close compared to the rest of the avengers but I was still much closer to Sam and Steve since Bucky was just now opening up and going back to being himself.
“Alright?” I sort of ask as I link arms with Bucky as we walk out of the pub.
Once we’ve exited, Bucky stops us and looks at me.
“What the hell was that, Y/n? You’re obviously into the punk and you give him advice for another girl?” He huffs and runs a hand through his hair.
“Buck, he’s not into me. So why try? I’m not little miss perfect, blonde haired, blue eyed Sharon Carter.” I roll my eyes.
“That’s because he’s too stupid to see the tall, dark eyed, smooth skinned, beauty with cool hair.” Bucky says, building me up as we continue walking to my place and I can’t help but smile wide.
“Why do you want me with him so bad?” I ask, suspiciously.
Everyone liked perfect Sharon. Nat and Wanda invited her in our girls nights (which I stopped attending), Tony liked bantering with her, as did Sam, and Clint liked to spar with her and teach her to shoot arrows. I on the other hand didn’t like to be around to see how perfect she was and be jealous that I wasn’t the same.
“I just feel like you’re a better fit for him. You need someone who’s respectful and kind, and he needs someone more exciting that’ll keep him on his toes. Besides, I just like you more.” He shrugs an arm over my shoulder as we continue walking.
I ponder over what he said as we walk up to my apartment building.
“I get that you want me to be with Steve but I’m no Sharon and I have to deal with that. Thanks for walking me home, Buck.” I hug the super soldier around the neck and he hugs back cautiously, still afraid of hurting me with his arm.
“I don’t know. He looked pretty jealous when I was looking at you and offered to walk you home. But anyway, goodnight doll.” He smiles before turning on his heel and walking towards the tower.
@louve-noir this is just part one. I’ll have part two out tomorrow probably :)