Avengers Imagines

Bucky - Mutual Friend

Hello, hello! I'm alive! It's been such a long time since I updated and I'm so sorry. School's been sucking out my creativity a lot, and a whole lot of stress isn't exactly ideal for writing. I'm sorry if this one's a bit uneventful, I'm a bit rusty hehe. Hope you guys like it though! Again, I'm sorry for not updating for so long; I'll try my best to update again these next few days. Thanks for reading all this!
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Tony's finally getting married and you're more than hyped about it.

You picked out your outfit as soon as he told you, not being able to hide how giddy you are that one of your best friends is tying the knot with the love of his life.

You and a few of your friends are invited and are being picked up by an extremely fancy limousine.

"Holy shit, Tony," your friend mumbles under her breath. "Guys! This is so cool!" she exclaimed after a few seconds of gawking at the classy interior of the vehicle.

You laugh along with your friends, just having a good time. The limo slows down and eventually stops, and you all get down one by one, all excited about tomorrow, which is when the marriage will be.

Tonight, though, you have time to get settled into the hotel just a block away from the venue that Tony had set up for you and your friends.

Once you get into your hotel room, you flop on the bed, enjoying the coldness of the room and the softness of the bed. You could get used to this.
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Your phone wakes you up from your slumber, and you groggily check the time.

"Who calls people at three- oh my God it's three a.m.!" You get up and immediately go to the lobby, where your friends have decided to gather to get their makeup done by a professional (quite ironically, courtesy of Natasha).

The day drags on, with numerous times of you fitting into your dress and getting out of it, and people bustling around you and your friends. It's not exactly desirable.

When it's time for the wedding, you barely have any energy anymore, and you're thankful that at least no one will pay attention to you.

Taking your seat in the third row from the altar, you lean your head on your friend's shoulder, before catching someone's eye from the front row.

He looks at you, at first curiously, probably wondering who you are, before standing up and walking towards the spot next to Captain America himself.

You look at him intently, trying to figure out who he is, and as soon as he stops walking and turns, your eyes meet.

You look away immediately, a blush creeping up to your cheeks. God, you sure hope he doesn't see.

As you look to the side to distract yourself from the incredibly handsome guy, he's looking at you, trying to muster up the courage to actually talk to you. He knows that his reputation isn't the best, after all.

You see him whispering to the Captain, and now both of their eyes are on you, and you look away once more.

"She's one of Tony's friends, I think. I might've seen her before," the Captain whispers to Handsome Guy.

"How could you forget? She's gorgeous," Handsome Guy says, a look of disbelief in his eyes. "God, I... should I?" he nods towards you, asking the Captain a silent question.

"Hell yeah. Get her, Buck." The Captain straightens his tie, and Handsome Guy does the same. "There's no harm in trying."

"You're right," Handsome Guy whispers. "I'm just gonna walk up to her, introduce myself- wait. What if she knows who I am and then she doesn't want to get near me and it'll be a mess and-"

"Relax, Buck. I'm sure she'll like you. I mean, she's practically giving you the heart eyes already."

Handsome Guy hits the Captain jokingly, and from afar, it looks like the Captain made a stupid joke and Handsome Guy his laughing his butt off.

His smile. You could watch his lips turn into a genuine smile forever.

"Remember it's Tony's day, though," the Captain reminds.

"Yeah," Handsome Guy replies. "I'll walk up to her during the reception."

"That's my boy," the Captain jokes, and Handsome Guy laughs again.

How can someone be so damn cute?

You snap out of your trance, listening to Tony and Pepper reciting their vows to each other. You let out a single tear, remembering the times when things were a bit more dull. Tony's changed so much since Pepper came into his life, and you know that he's finally found the one.

Once they both end the ceremony with a kiss, you all head to the reception.

You and your group of friends take your seats, drinking the drinks prepared on the table and just catching up on lost time. You haven't seen most of them since high school, it's amazing how you all have been keeping in touch all these years.

"He's coming," the person beside you whispered, nodding towards Handsome Guy.

God, did he look better up close.

He meets your eyes and shoots you a small, shy smile, his eyes crinkling under the fairy lights. He bites his lip nervously, walking up to you.

You stand to meet his eyes, and you definitely didn't expect him to tower over you.

He has the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen.

"Hey," he greets, almost awkwardly as he scratches the back of his neck. "I... uh, I'm Bucky," he introduces himself, smiling sheepishly. "I thought that you looked absolutely breathtaking, so I decided to, you know..."

You blush deeply, leading him to the drinks section to get away from your friends for a bit. "Y/N," you reply, trying your best to keep your cool. You figured that the lesser you talk, the cooler you seem. "You're not too bad yourself." Your eyes widen, realizing that you just said that out loud.

"Thanks," he almost squeaks out, his face reddening. "So, uh... how come I've never see you before?"

"Tony and I aren't exactly publicly friends. I'm more of his usual FaceTime-and-talk-about-random-things friend. So... yeah."

"Ah, I see. I'm not exactly publicly friends with him either, I guess."

You tilt your head in confusion, urging him to continue.

"Just drama, you know? It's always the Avengers' forte, but we get over it eventually."

"Fair," you comment, intrigued. You're not sure what it is about him that makes you so interested, but you're not exactly complaining. "Tony and I fight all the time, too, but we make up a few moments later 'cause he has something to tell me or vice versa. It's a thing," you say, laughing lightly.

He smiles fondly, glancing down at your lips just quick enough for you not to notice. "CanItake yououtsometime?" he asks bluntly, way too quickly for you to hear.

"Sorry?"

"Sorry, I..." he sighs, biting his lip once more. "Can I... take you out some time?"

"I- oh my God," you breathe out, blinking a couple of times to make sure you're not imagining things. "I mean, yeah. Of course," you reply after a few seconds.

His face lights up and he laughs as a blush creeps upon his cheeks. "Really?"

"Mhm," you hum in agreement, nodding excitedly.

"Oh, God, I..." he pauses, shaking his head in disbelief, his grin never leaving his face. "So... Saturday?"

"Sure!" you answer, unable to contain your excitement.

"What do you like? Coffee, tea... bubble tea?"

You laugh and he does too. "Any one works."

"It's a date," he says, trying to smirk, but failing miserably because of the goofy smile on his face.