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My Decision (2)

Pairing: Lawyer!Bucky x Artist!Reader, Lawyer!Bucky x Model!Dot

Warnings: None

Words count: 1281

Sumary: Bucky barnes is the  hottest lawyer who dates the infamous supermodel Dolores Grey, thir relationship is what people called #relationshipgoals. Bucky loves Dot with all of his heart and they’re going to marry soon, Rebecca (Bucky’s sister) never likes the idea of Bucky and Dot. one day she asks Bucky to pick up a painting from the art student at University of California, that’s the first time Bucky meet you. Will the meeting with you change anything between Bucky and Dot, or not?



          The drive to the (Y/N) art store isn’t far actually, and when Bucky arrived he saw a girl talking on her phone while placing the paintings back to it place. She must be so caught up in the conversation, which she didn’t hear someone is coming. “Alright Mrs. Carter I’ll pick up the paintings tomorrow and after I finish the class—Yes I’m free today actually, just placing everything back to the store after the exhibit yesterday” Mrs. Carter? That means she knew Steve’s wife and that is possible she knew Steve too, why Steve never tell him about this amazing artist that Rebecca adores, “It’s okay Mrs. Carter you don’t have to come here to help me, you’ve done so much by giving me a chance to show my works on your exhibit—“ Peggy exhibit? Steve never told him that too, he usually gets invited to every event Steve and Peggy had, “Ehm…” Bucky clears his throat and caught the girl attention, she glances back a second “Sorry Mrs. Carter, I’ll talk to you later?—yes tomorrow after class, bye” and she turns around looking at Bucky, her eyes widen at the sight in front of her, the infamous lawyer James Buchanan Barnes.

          “Excuse me, Miss… I’m looking for (Y/N) (Y/L/N)” Bucky asks, “Umm… ya it’s me, hi” she grins, “I came here to pick up the paintings that ordered by Rebecca Barnes” , “Oh! Right I’ll be right back!” (y/n) went to the back to pick up the paintings and some paper to wrap it, Bucky saw her coming in with the paintings which is bigger than herself and she is quite struggling on that, “Let me help you with that” Bucky chuckles while taking the painting from your hand, and when he places it on the table, now he knew why Rebecca likes this painting because it’s clearly breathtaking, “Wow… you’re really knows what you’re doing” Bucky looking at the painting and her, “Thankyou… anyway you can sit while I’m working on this box and wrapped the painting, Rebecca said is for your mom birthday if I’m not mistaken?” , “Yes it is” , “Okay, do you want a drink? Coffee or tea?” , “Coffee is okay” Bucky smiles at her which makes her cheeks redden, she turns around quickly before he notices, Bucky smiles and shook his head at her actions because he saw that tainted red cheeks, “this is your coffee” she smiles at him which Bucky notices she is quite cute, “Thankyou Miss (Y/L/N)” , “Please, just call me (y/n)” she smiles again, Bucky taught to himself that this girl isn’t quite cute, but very cute.

          After waiting awhile and sipping the coffee, (y/n) approach Bucky and handed him the painting that also beautifully wrapped by her, “Thankyou so much for buying the painting here” she smiles at him, “thankyou for wrapping this painting, how much for the wrapping paper?” Bucky asks, “Oh, no need to pay, anyway please tell your mom happy birthday and wish her have an awesome life ahead” , “Thankyou (y/n), goodluck for the paintings!” , “Thankyou” she smiles, “Thanks again (y/n), I guess… see you around?” he smiles and excuse himself, “See you around James” she shouts which loud enough for Bucky to hear from the outside of the store.

          “Hey!” Rebecca waved at Bucky and told her friends goodbye, “Hey pumpkin, how’s school?” he asks, “Nothing much, so you picked it up yet?” , “Yup, it’s in the backseat” , “what do you think?” , “about what?” Bucky asks, “Ofcourse about the painting Buck, what do you think I would ask for?” , “Oh, I thought you’re asking about (y/n)” Rebecca smirks, “Well if you have something in my mind about her, you can tell me” , “Whatever, c’mon we’re going to Nanny ice-cream now, get in the car” Rebecca chuckles, the drive to Nanny’s ice cream is quite long and Rebecca starts the conversation again, “So… what do you think?” , “About the painting?” , “Yup” , “Really breathtaking, I like it” Bucky smiles, “and?” Rebecca raised her eyebrows, “and… what?” Bucky asks, “What do you think about this (y/n) girl?” , “she is talented and knows what she is doing that’s for sure…” , “and?” , “What’s wrong with you Becca?” Bucky stared at his sister, “Nothing is wrong” she smiles widely, “She is cute” Bucky says, “I know she is” Rebecca smiles at her brother and caught a glimpse of his redden cheeks, “we’re here!” she clapped her hands once they’re arrive at Nanny’s ice-cream, “can I have two ice creams pleaassseeee?” Rebecca begged, “Okay, take as much as you want” Bucky chuckles, “I love you so much big bro”

          At the house they prepare everything to surprise Winifred and Dot is already rambling about how long it will take till Winifred arrive, “Stop whining, if you don’t wanna be here just go home” Rebecca says, “Of course I wanna be here, I won’t miss my soon to be mother-in-law’s birthday” Dot says while looking at Bucky and giving Rebecca the “I win, bitch” stare, “Okay she is here!” Bucky turns off the lights. George opens the door and guide Winifred inside, “Where’s everyone?” she asks, the lights turn on and showed Bucky, Dot, and Rebecca cheering at her, Rebecca walked to her mom while singing happy birthday and tell her to blow the candle, Winifred close her eyes and pray, “I wish Rebecca will get a good grade when she is graduate, I wish James has truly settled his heart, and I wish me and George always have a happy life” and she blew the candle.

          “We have something for you, but you have to close your eyes” Bucky says, Winifred looking at George but he just gave her a wink, so she close her eyes and let her son guide her, “Okay now, open” she gapped her mouth at the painting in front of her, “Wow, this is amazing! Who drew this?” she asks, “Her name is (y/n)” Bucky said, “Ohh she is a she?” Dot asks annoyingly, “Yes, babe” , “How do you know this (y/n) girl?” Dot asks again, “Rebecca found her actually and apparently she is Steve’s wife student at University of California” Bucky said, “I didn’t know that” Rebecca says, “I kinda eavesdropping her convo with Peggy on the phone” , “Thankyou so much, I really love this painting” Winifred hugs her children and kiss George, “Pleasure, my love” George smiles, “And if you guys meeting her again, tell her she has a great talent” they nodded at their mom, “Bucky can we talk?” Dot asks, “Sure” and she motion Bucky to the kitchen, “Why didn’t you tell me you’re meeting a girl today?” , “Really Dot? We’re doing this again? I just picked up the damn painting!” , “But it seems more than just a painting to me” , “I barely knew her Dot! Maybe I won’t meet her again” , “I don’t like the idea you’re meeting a girl besides me, your family, and your client” , “Dot, please it’s just me picking up the painting from the artist herself!” , “But you smiles when you say her name” , “Oh God so I have to be mad?!” , “Why are you raising your voice?” , “Cus you’re being ridiculous!” , “Listen James, I’m going to be your wife soon and you have to hear everything I say! I don’t want you to meet another girl besides me, your family, or clients!” , “Okay! Happy now?!” , “That’s my fiancé” on the other hand, Rebecca eavesdropping them and she just wants to punch Dot in her face.

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.