Requested: @Shadow_Book_Spirit.
A dark-haired stranger had started coming around more often during your shift. You had tried and failed to get the courage to talk to him beyond what his order was. He was a mystery to you. One rainy night you were running down the street to get home. You had forgotten your umbrella again. Bucky watched from his position at the other end of the street.
The next day you were working as the rain poured down, annoyed as you had once again forgotten your umbrella. Bucky watched as you moved around the tables towards him. "Hi, hi sir, wh..what ca...can can I get for you today?" He smiled which turned you into a blushing mess. "Milkshake please, doll." Finishing his drink, Bucky moved towards you, "I have something for you, doll." He handed you a red umbrella. "I noticed that you always forget yours so I got you one." Grinning you accepted the gift. "I have a question for you." Nodding your blushing face turned towards him. "Will you go out with me?" Grinning, you bit your lip. "Yes." You watched as he handed you a piece a paper with his number on it as he left.
--- A few months later---
You had been dating Bucky for a few months and he had told you a lot of his past. His death. Hydra. Steve not talking to him. You tried to help him even going so far as becoming a go-between for him and Steve. Currently, you were laying on the couch and he was leaning against your chest as you played with his hair. "James. It just may be a lot for him to handle. I mean you died in front of him. He thought you were dead, he had to deal with your death. He had to deal with Hydra resurfacing even after he thought he had stopped them. He also had to deal with the fact Hydra turning you into an assassin. Give him time." He sighed, his warm breath dancing across your collarbone. "I want him to understand."
"I know." Your shyness was no longer in play when you were with Bucky as he was now your safe haven, you trusted him with your life. Bucky leaned forwards and pressed a soft kiss on your skin. The phone rang. Picking it up, Steve's voice answered. "Can I talk to Bucky?" Smiling you handed the phone over to Bucky. Kissing his forehead, you stood leaving the room giving Bucky the privacy he needed to talk to his friend.