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buckthegrump · 4 years

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Wait, What?

The Himbo Chronicles

Summary: Someone has a date.

Word Count: 1569

Warnings: angst, a little bit of fluff maybe, minor stalking

A/n: here ya go

Bucky knocked on Y/n’s door, she barely got the words ‘come in’ out before he walked in.

“Ok, so for dinner tonight I’m thinking we go to dim sum,” he plopped himself on her bed.

“Uhhh -” her voice came from her bathroom.

“What?”

“I actually have a date tonight.”

Bucky froze and stared at the slightly ajar bathroom door. His brain short-circuited for a moment before it rebooted.

“Wait, what?” He asked, sounding maybe a little too shocked.

She walked out of her bathroom looking like hell on wheels, and he lost the ability to make coherent thoughts. Again.

“I didn’t know you were seeing anyone,” he finally choked out.

“I mean, this is only date two,” she shrugged as she slipped on her shoes.

“Oh,” he couldn’t stop the disappointment from entering his voice, “Well, be safe.”

“I always am,” she said and walked out of her room leaving Bucky alone with his thoughts.

After about thirty seconds of that bullshit, he left the room.

* * *

Y/n had only been sitting across from Tyler for two minutes before she realized that this guy was batshit crazy. There was an energy to him on this date that hadn’t been there the last time they’d gone out.

It’s like he was waving his red flags around for everyone to see, proud of just how fucked up he was.

A few different scenarios ran through her head, if she did what she really wanted to do and make a break for it, he would definitely stalk her. She could excuse herself to the bathroom but he would notice her take her purse, damn women’s clothing and it’s lack of pockets. Or she could just wait until the end of the night, pay for her own meal and then ghost him.

He began talking about how all his exes were crazy and how someday they would get what was coming to them.

By that time they had been on the date for forty-five minutes and he hadn’t asked her a single question. She hadn’t even been able to get more than five words in. He was being rude to the waitstaff and honestly, she just wanted this all to be over.

Thankfully their server brought over the check quickly. However, it was a single check and the guy took care of it before she had a chance to offer to split it. Something told her that he was going to bring that up later to try and guilt her for owing him something.

They were standing outside the restaurant, he wasn’t even trying to be subtle about wanting to continue the night.

“Well, thank you for dinner,” she nodded at him ready to make her escape.

“Wait,” he said, and despite her brain yelling at her to just walk away, she stopped and turned back to him, “you don’t want to take this back to my place?”

“Oh, sorry,” she wanted to punch herself for apologizing, “I have an early morning tomorrow and should probably getting home.”

“C’mon,” Tyler stepped towards her, “I promise that we’ll have a lot of fun.”

“I really should go,” she said. This time she didn’t wait for a reply as she walked away.

* * *

Her night seemed to be one giant idiot plot that didn’t seem like it planned on stopping. Why had she decided to try and be a decent person by taking the subway to the date instead of a car?

She knew Tyler was following her. It was one of the skills she’d picked up from being an avenger, being able to tell when she was being followed. Not to mention he was doing a terrible job.

But recognizing the problem and dealing with it were two very different issues. She hadn’t felt the need to mention to anyone at the tower that she wasn’t the best fighter. She spent most of the time on the jet or in a hotel room, when would her fighting ability have come up?

So now her only option was to try and shake him and she could do that very well in the subway. Which is how she ended up walking around the streets of New York taking random turns not really paying attention to where she was going.

With no real idea of how long it should take her to shake a tail, she had been walking for an extra thirty minutes before she finally decided to text Bucky.

She didn’t give him any real context, just a corner to meet her at in fifteen minutes and hoped that he would show up. There wasn’t really a doubt in her mind that he would show up, he always did.

The fifteen-minute walk to the street corner she’d text Bucky was the longest of her life.

She was about a block away from where she told Bucky to meet her when he came up beside her.

“What’s up?” He asked.

Instead of answering, she quickly glanced behind them before looking straight ahead again. They made it to the end of the block before Bucky asked again.

“The guy I went on a date with, he’s following me,” she said. She hadn’t let go of his hand realized but he hadn’t given any hint that he wanted it back, and it was making her feel safer than she had a few minutes ago.

“So turn around and kick his ass,” he said sneaking a peek behind them.

“He’s bigger than I am and I -” she cut herself off.

Bucky cleared his throat. “You haven’t learned any self-defense?”

Her silence was, clearly, answer enough for him.

“Jesus, do you want me to die from a heart attack?” He asked.

“Says the person who bought not one but two farm animals and also a farm,” she muttered.

“You’re being stalked and you’re making jokes?”

“Humor is how I deal with shit, Barnes.”

He huffed and pulled her into an alley. He had her stand against the wall of one of the buildings and stood next to her. They were hiding behind a dumpster, not a minute later Tyler stepped into the dimly lit backstreet.

“That’s him,” she whispered to Bucky.

“Y/n, who’s your friend?” Tyler called knowing that they were there.

Bucky rolled his eyes and stepped out of the shadows so Tyler could see him. Tyler opened his mouth, probably to say something stupid, but Bucky’s fist collided with his jaw before he got the chance.

Tyler stumbled to the ground, honestly, Y/n was surprised that he hadn’t been knocked out by the blow. Bucky grabbed Tyler by his collar and lifted him half off the ground so their faces were inches apart.

She walked up behind Bucky just to make sure that no one got murdered.

“You’re going to leave her alone, you go that?” Bucky snarled and Tyler nodded his head pathetically. “And if I ever hear that you are harassing anyone else I won’t be as forgiving as I was this time. Do I make myself clear?”

Tyler nodded again.

Not wanting to stick around, BUcky grabbed Y/n’s hand and led her back to the street. They walked a block or two before he next to one of Tony’s cars. He opened the door for her wordlessly.

“I’m surprised that you didn’t use a helicopter or something,” she muttered as she climbed in the passenger side. Once he was seated he looked over at her.

“I was already in the area,” was all he said before he started driving.

She had about a million questions but he didn’t seem to be in the mood to answer them so she stayed quiet.

He drove through the city, the ambiance of the life that carried on around them was the only thing that kept them from being in complete silence.

It wasn’t until they were on a country road when she spoke again.

“Are you mad at me?” She asked.

Bucky scoffed and shook his head. “Why would I be mad at you?”

“You’re very quiet.”

“Well, not to sound like Edward Cullen but it’s taking a lot of brainpower to not turn around and kill that guy.”

She gave him a look. “You’ve seen twilight? Enough times to quote it?”

“Excuse you?” He gasped. “You say that like you don’t make me watch it with you every time you decide that you’re going to get wine drunk and watch it. I could’ve gone my whole life without watching that fucking movie.”

“Please, you enjoy it!” She yelled with a smile on her face.

“If I enjoyed it that much, I would’ve gone out of my way to watch the other ones,” he rolled his eyes.

“I haven’t made you watch the other ones?” He shook his head and her smile got wider. “Well, I know what we’re doing tonight.”

“If anything, I’m teaching you how to defend yourself.”

“Hmm, no I’m pretty sure we’re watching the other four movies of the twilight saga,” she said in a higher-pitched voice.

“The fuck you mean ‘other four movies’?”

“Besides, why would I need to learn to defend myself if you’re here to save me?” She asked. She couldn’t tell if she meant it as a joke or not. But she wasn’t about to dwell on that so she moved on. “Where were you tonight?”

Bucky smirked still staring out the windshield. “Just running some errands.”

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