📍BALTIMORE, MARYLAND
THE SUN WAS UP ONCE MORE, on the following day. Walking down the street of a neighbourhood, the two of them (Y/n and Sam) didn't know where they were going and just followed Bucky who was holding onto Y/n's hand.
"Hey, it's Black Falcon." A kid shouted on the side of the sideway, leaning against a gate, "What up!?"
"It's just Falcon, kid," Sam told him, strolling next to Y/n, who was wearing blue patchwork jeans, a white puff sleeve shirt, and a red leather jacket along with multiple metal necklaces, one of them being Bucky's dog tags.
"No, no." the kid continued to correct, "My dad told me it's Black Falcon,"
Sam slowed down, stopping in front of the kid, Y/n looked back with Bucky still walking forward towards an unfamiliar house, "Is it because I'm Black and I'm the Falcon?" Sam asks him
"Well, technically, I mean, yes," the kid says messing up his words, the other kid behind him laughing.
"So are you, like, Black Kid?" Sam asks and the other kid chuckles, "I got him, right?"
"Whatever man," the kid says as Sam dabbed up the little boy beside him before Y/n and Sam made their way back over to Bucky who was waiting for them on the step of the door.
"I got them didn't I?" Sam shoved Y/n's shoulder lightly, "I mean, Black in front of the names Black Widow's job," He continued to joke.
"It's the branding," Y/n mentioned, "That's what it is-"
"You shouldn't be the one talking about branding," Sam sassed, "Nightshade/blackwidow/Y/n/Bucky's girlfriend/whatever other name you go by,"
Y/n nodded her head with her shoulder shrugging joining her boyfriend, Sam and Y/n both looked around at the neighbourhood, before Bucky turned around banging on the gated door that had a 'no trespassing sign.
The door took a second before opening up, and revealing a teenage boy, looking at the three of them.
"We're here to see Isaiah" Bucky mentioned, looking at the kid.
Y/n and Sam both furrowed their eyebrows looking at each other. "Nobody named Isaiah lives here" The teenage boy, mentioned trying to shut the door before Bucky stopped him once more.
"Look, we just want to talk to him," Bucky says sighing, glancing over to the two confused people.
"You must have not heard what I just said. You ain't getting in this house" the teenager tells them, glancing at the three of them. "Y'all can leave now"
Y/n was just confused about what they were doing here since Bucky had never mentioned having any other friends but her and Sam.
"Tell him the guy from the bar in Goyang is here," Bucky tells him "He's gonna know what that means"
The teenager took a second before sighing and looking at Buck, "Alright, wait here" the teenager closed the door, and waited for a second before Sam turned to Bucky confused.
"Nice kid. How do you know this guy?" Sam asks
"I used to," Bucky tells him "We has a skirmish during the Korean War"
Y/n looked over to Bucky, knowing that a normal person couldn't last that long. Meaning,-.
"Today is your lucky day," the teenager says opening the door all the way, revealing the darkness inside the house. "He said he wanna see for himself"
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Fanfiction⋆.ೃ࿔*:･⧗ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, Y/n Ivanov had a hard life as an assassin from the red room. She grew up separated from her family. As the youngest of the group, she had no idea at the time that everything was fake. When learning her way throu...
