By the time you stop at a gas station, the boys have heard
every song released in the 1990s. You’d almost feel bad for them if it weren’t
for the fact that you found it funny, even if Bucky spent most of the time
grumbling in his seat. You stalk through the store right to the bathrooms
behind Wanda and Nat. You pause in front of the mirror on your way out,
smoothing out a bit of tangle the wind had done to your hair.
“He doesn’t care what you look like,” Wanda leans forward on
the sink, checking her perfectly winged eyeliner. You roll your eyes and do the
pairing: bucky x reader
summary: after bucky’s drunken night, he couldn’t help but see y/n again.
warnings: mention of anxiety
word count: 1.158
note: thanks for requesting a part two, didn’t think anyone would want this lol hope you liked it; title sucks I’m sorry
You’ve been sitting in front of your phone for the last thirty minutes, debating whether or not you should call Bucky and at least make sure he got home safe. That is the least you could do, right? But your anxiety got the best of you and you decided you’d rather send him a quick text message. You picked up your phone and added his number to your contacts before you typed out the text.
Hey it’s me, Y/N. Did you get home safe?
You put your phone back on the kitchen counter and stared at it in hopes of receiving a message back. You tapped your fingers on the marble counter and rested your chin in your other hand, gaze fixated on the black screen of the phone. You really didn’t want to come off as needy but last night was so amazing and you didn’t want to miss the chance of seeing him again. Deciding to not waste your time waiting for a reply, you walked away from the kitchen counter and towards the frigde to grab yourself a drink but as soon as your hand gripped the door, your phone started vibrating. Not once, but many times. Many times meaning that he hasn’t texted but was actually calling you. If it was Bucky, could’ve been anyone. You nearly slipped as you bolted towards your phone and answered it immediately, a bit out of breath.
“Hey!” You said a bit too enthusiastically and face palmed. Way to not sound needy, Y/N, really, good job.
“Hey, it’s me Bucky.” He said.
“I know!” You said but quickly added, “You gave me your number, remember?”
You couldn’t help but bite your nails as you mentally cursed at yourself.
“Okay… well to answer your question; Yes I did get home safe, turns out I only would’ve had to go up two more floors to my apartment.” He told you with a laugh and you chuckled. The two of you talked for a little longer, the conversation finally flowing in ease without you embarrassing yourself. He had briefly explained to you that his roomate, Steve, found last night’s situation hilarious and wanted to meet you, though Bucky wasn’t very fond of the idea. He had only met you last night himself, no need to make you meet the Captain America and maybe have you fall for him. Bucky would let Steve meet you some day for sure but not now, not until he had built something between the two of you. Even if it has only been a few hours since you met, he was already very fond of you and wouldn’t want anything else more than to get to know you better.
“So, I was thinking that maybe we could grab some coffee today?” He said, making it sound more of an unsure question. You couldn’t help but smile and bit your lip.