Summary: Steve Rogers was the league leading home run hitter, a Golden Glove shortstop, and team captain, all of which made him very comfortable with his position on the Yankees. Until James “Bucky” Barnes was called up from the minors to take over for their injured center fielder. Now Steve isn’t so sure where he stands anymore, both professionally and personally. Who knew some young, cocky, annoying kid from Brooklyn would turn Steve’s life upside down?
Part 7: Bucky and Steve run into Steve’s parents at their favorite pizza restaurant.
The Players: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes (Stucky), Thor Odinson, Pietro Maximoff, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Jarvis, Bruce Banner, Brock Rumlow, Sam Wilson, Peter Quill, Helmut Zemo
Word Count: 1887
Warnings: angst, some language, m/m relationship
Author’s Notes: For the purposes of this fic, Bucky is a few years younger than Steve. I know it’s been forever since I updated, which I apologize for. I kind of lost steam and couldn’t get it back. Fortunately, inspiration struck.
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Warnings: Angsty; Bucky x Steve- ish? Steve x reader
WC: 1121
A/N: I am OBSESSED with Calum Scott’s (version) of Dancing on My Own. Seriously, please give it a listen before reading so you can get a vibe for the mood.
I’ve never really considered myself a huge Stucky person (usually I just think of them as the ultimate bromance), but I haven’t been able to get this out of my head. Sooooo…here’s this? It’s super different for me, so let me know what you think!
Thanks to my dear friend @butterbeertoasts as always for looking it over 🙂
Bucky had always thought the world of Steve. They’d grown up together, fought side by side in the war, and looked out for one another most of their lives. Their actual lives; he didn’t count the decades he’d been brainwashed or that Steve had been frozen. Steve had been the only semi-constant thing in his life. No matter how far gone Bucky was, Steve had never given up on him, even for a moment.
Bucky couldn’t pinpoint when things had begun to change. It had been gradual and subtle and one day he realized things were just…different. His eyes would linger a second too long when they worked out in the gym. If Steve got hurt, he couldn’t breathe until he knew his friend would be okay. He became captivated by the way Steve’s face would light up when he smiled. When Bucky finally came to the realization, it hit him like a ton of bricks.
He didn’t just care about Steve— he loved him.
Somebody said you got a new friend But does she love you better than I can? And there’s a big black sky over my town I know where you’re at, I bet she’s around And yeah I know it’s stupid, but I just gotta see it for myself
There was a bar downtown the team frequented. Steve had texted Bucky, begging him to come out and socialize with everyone. He hadn’t seen much of Steve lately, and he missed him more than he wanted to admit– but he was torn.
Bucky knew she’d be there. She was the reason Steve spent any downtime between missions away from the complex. He knew it was stupid to fixate on the fact that Steve wanted him to be there. He also knew it was stupid to want to check her out and see what she was like. But he had to see for himself.
So here he was, hands deep in the pockets of his dark jeans, walking the few blocks to the bar. He hoped the fresh air would help him clear his mind and get a hold of himself before he arrived. He was making himself sick picturing the two of them together, wrapped in each other’s arms as they laughed and danced.
I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, oh oh oh And I’m right over here, why can’t you see me? Oh oh oh And I’m giving it my all But I’m not the guy you’re taking home, oooh I keep dancing on my own
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