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Bucky and Sam are standing by the wall, observing everyone at the party. Sam noticed Bucky's clenched jaw while his eyes fixated on you and someone you were talking with.
"That's a bad idea." Sam warned, knowing what was going on inside his mind.
"I know that type, he just wants to get her in bed." Bucky cracked his knuckles.
"Maybe that's what she wants."
"She doesn't know what she wants."
"For your own good, don't say that to her," Sam said, but Bucky didn't listen to him, already heading your way. "She will kill you."
"I guess I'll die then." Bucky shrugged his shoulders.
You are talking with a guy you're somewhat interested in. Suddenly out of nowhere appeared Bucky, snaking his arm around your waist pulling you close to his side.
"Hey doll, whatcha doing?" He shot a dashing smile at you, holding you close. Maybe a bit too close.
"I'm talking here." You glared at him. It wasn't the first time he did something like this tonight, and it was getting annoying.
"Oh." He gave the guy one good look over with a raised brow, his face turning serious.
"Uhh," The guy you were talking with looked at both of you, visibly uncomfortable and intimidated by Bucky. "sorry, I uhh I didn't know you had a boyfriend." He apologized and awkwardly scurried away.
"He's not my-" You tried to explain that Bucky wasn't your boyfriend, but it was no use, the dude was already long gone. "Bucky!" You punched his upper arm in frustration. "Stop it! Why are you doing this?" It was the third time he had done this. Wiggling out of his grasp, you stormed off.
"Doll-" He tried to follow you, but you were faster than him, disappearing in the crowd. "Wait." Rubbing his upper arm, he murmured to himself. "Damn, she's strong." Bucky looked at the place he was standing earlier and saw Sam with an 'I told you so' facial expression, and pointing the way you went.
Bucky gave you few minutes to calm down before he went searching for you.
You stood on the balcony, leaning against the railing and looking at the city when Bucky quietly stepped out, closing the sliding glass door behind him.
"What are you doing here all alone?" He stood next to you, hoping you weren't too mad at him.
"Thinking how you scared away every guy with who I was talking. Like it was your plan for the night." You murmured, still disappointed.
"Maybe it was my plan all along," Bucky confessed.
You looked at him, surprised. He moved a little closer to you, tucking a hair strand behind your ear that wind had blown in your face. "None of them were good enough for you." His hand lingered on your cheek as a small smile curved on his face. You moved even closer to each other. Eyes, darting from eyes to lips and back up. "I'm not good for you either."
"Why don't you let me decide that." Placing your hand on the side of his neck, you kissed him. His flesh arm rested on your waist. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled yourself closer to him. Bucky groaned, deepening the kiss when you parted your lips, letting him in.
You heard a whirring noise, recognizing it as Bucky's vibranium arm and then metal bumping against metal as if he had caught something. Pulling away, you wanted to see what was happening.
"What did I say about spying, Sam!" Bucky yelled, holding Redwing under his arm.
