Summary: After accepting Y/N’s invitation to dinner, Bucky nervously prepares for his date, with a little help from Luna, of course. Sequel to Ref.
Characters: Reader, Bucky Barnes, Luna
Word count: 1325
A/N: Sorry this took so long! Hope you enjoy!
Read Ref here
A knock at the door pulled Bucky’s attention away from the bathroom mirror. He had been attempting to finish getting ready for his date with Y/N, but he kept changing his mind on what shirt he wanted to wear. He had shaved and combed his hair, but the outfit was really giving him a hard time. Shrugging on a t-shirt in defeat, he made his way over to the front door as the person outside knocked again.
“I’m coming!” he called, turning the doorknob. He was surprised to find the hallway empty. At least, he thought it was empty until he felt something soft rub against his leg. Bucky looked down to find Ref purring at his feet.
“Hey Ref!” he exclaimed, picking the cat up. “I mean, Luna.” The cat chirped contently in his arms, unconcerned about her name.
“Thanks for using the door this time,” he chuckled, walking back inside. She rubbed her head against his chin, and he noticed a small piece of paper sticking out of her collar. Bucky took the note out and unfolded the paper.
You are cordially invited to dinner at Y/N’s apartment at 7:30pm. Can’t wait to see you! :)
Bucky smiled as he read Y/N’s loopy handwriting.
“Meow.” Luna moved her head towards the clock in Bucky’s living room, and he gasped when he saw the time.
“7:15!” he yelped. “I’m not even ready yet!”
Bucky dashed back into his bedroom and scoured through his closet. Luna sat on his bed, licking her front paw. He held up different shirts, gauging Luna’s reaction. She continued to lick her paw, completely uninterested in his shirt choice choice.
“Oh my god,” Bucky groaned, putting his head in his hands. “I just looked to a cat for fashion advice.” He pulled out one last red Henley and stared at it.
“Meow!” Luna chirped. Bucky turned and held the shirt up for her to see.
“This one?” he asked. Luna meowed again and hopped off his bed to the front door. She banged her head against the wood, and Bucky took the hint to get ready.
“Alright, let’s go,” he said, pulling the shirt over his head. He opened the door and Luna led the way to Y/N’s apartment.
Bucky swallowed nervously as he stared at her door. Maybe this was a bad idea. He hadn’t been on a date in god knows how long. Who knew if he even remembered how to date someone?
Luna became impatient with Bucky’s conflicted inner monologue and banged her head against Y/N’s door. He gulped as the door opened.
Y/N answered the door with a bright smile on her face. Bucky couldn’t help but stare at her. She wore a simple t-shirt and jeans, and her hair hung in waves. She was absolutely stunning, and Bucky couldn’t help but pull his left sleeve down self-consciously.
“Hey Bucky! Come in!” She grabbed his right hand and pulled him inside. Bucky could smell food, but he was surprised to see the kitchen table completely empty. Y/N continued to lead him to the other end of her apartment.
“I figured since it’s such a beautiful evening, we could eat outside,” she explained.
“Sounds good,” Bucky replied as they walked into her bedroom.
Y/N opened a large window next to her bed and climbed out onto the fire escape with Bucky following closely behind. A small card table and chairs were set up on the metal platform. Bucky grinned when he noticed the the food.
Y/N cleared her throat and straightened her posture. “For tonight’s meal,” she said in a fancy British accent, “we have a delicious Asian cuisine. You’ll find thin noodles drenched in a tangy sweet and sour sauce accompanied by mixed vegetables. You’ll notice for our side dish we have thinly sliced potatoes lightly tossed in salt and baked to perfection. To quench your thirst, our chefs have prepared the finest chocolate milk this side of Brooklyn. Finally, for dessert, we have a soft, moist cake filled with sweet, creamy icing.”
Bucky tried to keep a straight face, but when Y/N let out a slight giggle, he couldn’t help but laugh. Tears streamed down their faces as they collapsed into their chairs.
“So, we’re having lo mein, potato chips, chocolate milk, and Twinkies?” Bucky asked between laughs.
Y/N grabbed her stomach and nodded. “I figured I could give you back the food Luna ate,” she replied, wiping away a few stray tears. “Is this okay?”
“It’s perfect,” Bucky smiled. Y/N blushed slightly under his gaze and returned a grin.
Bucky couldn’t put his finger on it, but for some reason, he was pretty sure Y/N’s dinner was the best he had eaten in a long time.
Maybe it was the ease of the conversation that flowed naturally between the two of them. Or, maybe it was the gorgeous sunset they watched as they clinked their glasses of chocolate milk together. He couldn’t help but think her smile became more radiant as the sky changed colors. At one point, Bucky was certain it was because Luna joined them on the fire escape and curled in a ball on Bucky’s legs. They both giggled at how adorable the mischievous cat could be.
Maybe it was really because he wasn’t trying to hide his left arm anymore. At some point during dinner, he had stopped pulling down his sleeve and let his metal hand show freely. Instead of shying away or asking questions, Y/N gently wrapped her hand around his, loosely intertwining their fingers.Y/N made him feel comfortable, made him feel like a real person, not a monster. She liked him for who he was now, and if Bucky was being honest with himself, he really liked her too.
Bucky really knew for sure after dinner. He helped her clean the dishes after they finished their Twinkies. Y/N flicked some soapy water at his face, and his mouth gaped open in shock.
“Oh, you’re in trouble now,” he mock threatened, sticking his hand in the bubbles. He stalked toward her as she pretended to run away in fear. He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up into the air, running a soapy hand down her cheek.
“Ah! Bucky!” she giggled, trying to swat him away. He put her down and she turned around to face him.
Not to be left out, Luna trotted over to the kitchen and collided with Bucky’s legs. She then walked over to Y/N and did the same. Her actions caused Y/N and Bucky to stumble into each other. Bucky grabbed Y/N’s arms to keep her from falling. Luna was persistent and kept attempting to tangle herself in their legs.
“Luna!” Y/N scolded, as she almost fell into Bucky again. She grabbed his arm and looked into his eyes. Bucky swallowed and gained some courage.
“If I didn’t know better,” he chuckled, “I’d say Luna’s trying to tell us to kiss.” He cleared his throat and his face turned scarlet. “I’m so sorry!” he exclaimed. “That sounded way better in my head.”
Surprisingly, Y/N laughed and cupped his cheek. She gave him a small, sweet kiss and Bucky was pretty sure he could hear trumpets blasting triumphantly overhead. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer and kissed her again.
After a few minutes, they finally pulled away, breathless and slightly flustered.
“Well, this was a good dinner,” Y/N said, grinning.
“Best dinner I’ve had,” Bucky replied, kissing her forehead.
Bucky and Y/N looked down to see Luna sitting between their feet. Her big, green eyes stared up at them.
“You know, Luna, this is all your doing,” Y/N said. She leaned into Bucky’s chest for a hug, and he eagerly wrapped her in his embrace.
Luna just sat there and purred.