Various x reader oneshots

(Bucky Barnes) Dances

Published: April 17, 2020

Word count: 1299

For tumblr's @megthemewlingquim 's writing challenge!

Prompt: 'Would you care for a dance?'

"Hey, Stevie. What's up?" Bucky greeted his best friend as they neared the venue of the wedding, Tony and Pepper's wedding to be precise.

"Nothing much. You got a date for today?"

"Nah. Didn't bother trying to get a dame. Not sure if I'm ready for the whole 'dating' scene yet."

The blond nodded in understanding.

"I get it, it can be really intimidating."

"What about you? Sharon here?" Bucky watched as Steve's face seemed to light up at the mention of his girlfriend.

"Yeah, she's just catching up with a couple of friends."

"Watch out, punk, or she may decide to ditch you for her girlfriends."

Bucky grinned. Steve shoved him with his shoulder, a playful gesture Bucky returned immediately.

"Shut up, man."

They entered the beautiful building, passing many people he'd never seen before. Bucky's glance flitted from person to person, finally coming to rest on a woman in an eye-catching evening dress on the other side of the room.

"Hey, Stevie, who's that beautiful dame?" Bucky nodded in her direction. She laughed at a joke on of her friends made, and he watched as she threw her head back, a pure, white smile on her face.

"Wow," he whispered under his breath.

"Oh, that's (Y/N)." Steve drew his attention away from her. "She's one of Pepper's childhood friends. I heard Pepper asked her to be the maid of honor but (Y/N) wasn't sure if she was gonna make it."

So Steve was acquainted with her? Had he ever seen her before? Surely he would have remembered her. Bucky racked his brain, trying to find her in his memories, nearly tripping over the legs of the chairs while he was distracted.

"Really? How come I've never met her?"

"She's been really busy with her career lately. Last time she came by the Tower was when you were practically living in your room."

Bucky snorted. Of course, if she came by right after they brought him to New York,  Steve wouldn't have let her near him. "Really? That was quite a while ago. What does she do?"

"She's a (Y/O). If you're so curious about her, why don't you go talk to go her yourself after the ceremony?"

Oh boy. Bucky began to understand Steve's nonchalant manner, and why he was letting Bucky pry for all the information instead of just giving it to him. "I, well, uh, does she have a date? Or a boyfriend who'll probably sock me in the jaw if he gets the wrong idea?"

"As far as I know, she's single. Just talk to her, man, it'll be good for you."

Bucky opened his mouth to reply, or possibly protest, he didn't know himself. However, the music started, cutting him off. He tried his best to follow the ceremony, but he was only half present, his mind instead choosing to decide and plan out how he was going to approach (Y/N).

"You may kiss the bride." The officiant closed his book, taking a step backwards as Tony locked lips with his bride. Bucky cheered along with the rest of the audience, making eye contact with (Y/N) for a split second, who smiled warmly at him.

It felt like the amount of guests had doubled during the reception. Bucky ended up swamped with attention, probably a result of his Avenger status. Apologizing as he rejected girl after girl, he tried to make his way outside for some peace and quiet.

Steve noticed his best friend's predicament and swooped in to save him. As soon as the females were distracted, he ducked out of the room. He'd have time to thank Steve later.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, relishing the silence and the cool breeze. Only when he reopened his eyes did he notice he wasn't alone.

(Y/N) sat on a bench in the large garden, eyes closed, oblivious to his presence. Should he approach her?

Bucky decided to summon his courage. Clearing his throat, he slowly walked towards her.

"Hey, doll. Are you having a good time?"

Her eyes shot open. She looked surprised for a second before shooting him a friendly smile. "Oh! Hi. Yes, I am. It's one of my my best friends' wedding, I'm really happy for her."

"Oh yeah, I think Steve told me once how close you were with Pepper. I'm Bucky, by the way."

She scooted over, patting the space next to her. Bucky took her invitation, sitting down. "(Y/N). But Steve probably told you all about me already."

"Nah, he told me just enough to leave me intrigued. Told me to come talk to you myself. And here I am."

He grinned, his heart skipping when she returned it. God her smile was beautiful. It was the most radiant thing he'd ever seen, and it caused his heart to overflow with happiness whenever he saw it, even though he'd only just met her.

From outside they could hear the music faintly, and his assassin's senses didn't miss the quick shift in her attention. He stood, bowing, his metal hand behind his back and his flesh one extended towards her.

"I know I only just introduced myself, but would you care for a dance?"

"I'd love to." She rose as well, slipping her hand into Bucky's warm one, letting him lead her back inside to the dance floor.

A slow song played, and Bucky rested his hands gently on her waist. She interlocked her hands behind his neck as they swayed to the music together.

"What are you thinking about?"

Bucky realized his attention had drifted off as her voice brought him back to reality.

"Just about how I've got the most beautiful partner of all of them."

(Y/N) let out a breathy giggle, looking down in embarrassment.

"Flattery won't get you everything in life, mister." There was a teasing lilt in her voice. Bucky grinned.

"Maybe not, but it can get me some things."

"Not with me. Not that easily at least." She pointed her finger at him, as if to issue a warning.

The song ended, and when they heard a more upbeat one begin, they returned to the sidelines to talk.

"Oh, hey Buck. (Y/N)." Steve strolled over, a drink in his hand and a look on his face which could only mean he knew what he was doing. His grin only widened when Bucky let out a long groan.

"Really, Steve? Now? Go dance with Sharon or something."

(Y/N) laughed, a light, carefree sound, as the blond raised his hands in surrender. He walked away, but not after shooting Bucky a cheeky wink.

"What was that? Is something going on between you?"

"What? No, we're good."

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow quizzically. She searched Bucky's eyes, and it didn't take long for him to give in with a sigh.

"Well, when you arrived here, looking so radiant, I was just blown away. I may have asked Steve about you, and he gave a few details, telling me if I wanted to know more I should ask you myself. I think he might have gotten an idea in his head when I asked if you had a boyfriend."

"Was it the right idea?"

"Well, I won't say it was the wrong idea. It depends. Are you as interested in getting to know me as I am in you?"

She nodded. "Yeah. And you're sure laying on the charm, aren't you?"

Bucky laughed, and (Y/N) quickly joined in. "In any case, will you let me take you on a date next week? We'll do anything you want."

She tapped her chin, looking around as if she needed to think it over.

"Well, alright. But no fancy restaurants."

"Whatever you prefer, doll."