We were supposed to meet at TAO, but apparently the POT– let’s call him Peter because he looks like fucking Peter Pan, but old– forgot to make reservations. (Strike #1.) Then he suggests a dive bar across the street instead. (Strike #2.) I explained in no uncertain terms that I will not meet him there, so we finally settled on Nur.
The food was average, and the conversation was fine. He’s new to the site and offered a larger allowance than I asked for, which would all be great except for Strike #3: He got so hammered off champagne (apparently he refuses to drink anything but Veuve Clicquot??), he was falling all over the place like a drunk-ass bitch.
Me, shoving him in a cab at 11:00 pm while he’s crying about losing his iPad (who tf even brings an iPad on a date):
But he redeemed himself a little bit right before he left, when he just opened his wallet and handed me everything in it. So maybe I’ll see him again if he promises to lay off the champagne. 🙄
Summary: Reader and Bucky have been dating for awhile, and it’s now Christmas. Bucky has hung up mistletoe in every possible place he can find, just so he can steal kisses from Reader.
A/N: oh my godddd… bucky and christmas i’m dead. i hope you guys enjoy this, it was sooo much fun!! (also my inbox is being suppper weird, like it says I have messages and I click and there are none? Hmm. I’ll try to figure it out!! XO)