Flour Girl (Bucky x reader Bakery AU)

Part 1

As you approached the counter, you noticed a very attractive man leaning against the wall with one elbow resting on the counter. His eyes found yours and as you stepped nearer, the brilliant blue shade of them captured you momentarily. He offered a smile and you returned it, suddenly self-conscious about the flour dusted on your pants and how your hair and makeup were the last of your worries this morning.

Setting the boxes safely on the counter you looked around for Clint, but he must have been in the back room at the moment. Taking a deep breath, you noticed as the man only a few feet away from you leaned forward and sniffed the air.

"Mmm. Something smells good," he grinned.

Taking in his appearance, the stranger wore well-fitting jeans and a plain green t-shirt just snug enough to showcase his muscular physique. His dark brown hair looked effortlessly tousled and soft, your fingers itching to run through it. Below those brilliant blues eyes were plump, pink lips with straight white teeth and a chiseled jaw with just a dusting of scruff. He smirked as he noticed your gaze linger a moment too long.

Temporarily unable to speak, you lifted the lid of one of the boxes to show what was inside. Hand-rolled chocolate croissants, fresh fruit tarts, shortbread cookies, and blueberry muffins. And that was in just one of the boxes.

The man's eyes widen as he peered inside. "Wow. That looks amazing. Did you make all of that?" he asked with an impressed tone.

Nodding, you finally found your voice. "I did. I have a shop about 5 blocks west and also sell to a few of the coffee shops like this one," you spoke proudly.

"Really? I might have to stop by sometime," he replied, leaning in a little closer. "What's the name of your shop?"

"City Sweets."

"I like it. And you sell things like this here?" he asked, pointing to the contents of the box.

"That and much more. My almond croissant and chocolate ganache tart are also to die for. If I do say so myself," you boasted, looking away from the intensity of his gaze. When you glance back up, he was still watching you. "You should come by."

"Well, you've sold me on it. I'll definitely be dropping by," he promised in a quiet, low voice that made your heart catch in your throat. "And...will you be there?"

Afraid that your voice might not cooperate, you just nodded.

"Okay then."

Clearing your throat, you finally mustered a bit of courage. "Y/N. My name. I'm...Y/N," you stammered, kicking yourself at how uncool you sounded.

He just grinned. "Nice to meet you, Y/N. I'm—"

"Jimmy!"

You heard the booming voice of Clint as he approached from the back, drawing both of your attentions.

"Oh, hey, Y/N! Oooh. That all looks awesome. I'll check that out in just a minute," he addressed you, then turning his attention to the man beside you. Jimmy, apparently. "I looked over the contract and it all looks good, man. Here you go. Say hi to your dad for me," he said, handing over a stack of papers to Jimmy.

"I will. Thanks, Clint. Nice to meet you, Y/N," he lastly spoke to you, giving a mock salute to you both before he did an about-face and head for the door. On the back of his t-shirt was a familiar logo with the words "Barnes Bakery" printed in bold letters.

You felt the blood drain from your face. "I...wha....he works at Barnes Bakery?" you finally spoke in a utter surprise, turning toward Clint. "What is he doing here?"

"Looks like they're expanding outside Brooklyn so I got a few samples to try. I'm gonna start buying their bagels. Did you know they had bagels? Cause I didn't," Clint shrugged casually.

"No...I didn't...and what does Jimmy do?"

"That's the boss's son. He just graduated college so I guess he's back home to help his dad grow the business. Pretty cool," Clint told you, taking a long drink of his extra large coffee mug before focusing on your box of baked goods.

He checked it all over and signed the invoice you handed him. Your interaction was just as it usually was, but somehow you felt a change in the air. Not to mention, you had humiliated yourself in front of your competition.

Damn. You had flirted with the enemy.

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Part Two>> Coming Thurs, 19 July!!

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So???? Don't all those pastries sound amazing?? *drool* That delivery van sounded ominous and then this mysterious Jimmy showing up? Hmmm. I had so much fun imagining Clint owning a coffee shop!! I just had to call it The Hawk's Nest!! :D A little flirting never hurt anyone, but quite the shock when he turns out to be the competition. Whoops. Things might get a little sticky!! And Jimmy?? That nickname will be explained later on. ;) I'd love to hear what you think of this first part! Oh, and this part is the shortest of them all cause I tried to write a drabble series and failed. ha. More words, more story, more yum!! More coming on Thursday! :D All feedback is appreciated. I love you all!! <3