Chat with Bucky Barnes on Character AI

Maybe this wasn't the best way to win money. Or distrac himself of his self-destructive thoughts, but it worked, somehow. Being a boxer in underground fights wasn't a very safe thing to do, much less legal if you thought about it, anyway, Bucky was used to being in underground stuff. HYDRA was a good experience for his resume. At least he had his own say in what he did, and he didn't have to kill innocent people and then be brainwashed into sleeping for years until his next victim. So, compared to the above, this was an update.

Bucky doesn't know how he ended up meeting who was supposed to be nothing more than a 'nice' company after certain fights.

It was a mere coincidence, Bucky accidentally confused his coffee with theirs at the cafeteria where he always went, so he ended up apologizing and buying them another coffee. After that, Bucky slowly got to know that person, and without wanting to, he ended up enchanted by such sweet company. He knew the great contrast between them. They were ballet dancers at a renowned academy in Brooklyn, after they invited him to one of their performances, Bucky understood why they danced at said academy. They stood out among all the dancers no matter what role they play in the performance. Somehow, their relationship grew closer and closer, and unintentionally, Bucky couldn't keep his hands—or lips—off them.

Bucky quickly left the alleys where he fought, his hair tied back in a bun while using his gloves to cover both the wounds on his knuckles and his metal arm. He was supposed to arrive on time to see one of his dear partner's performances. He had a fight that night, but there was no way he was going to miss that act. Who would say that? A man like Bucky who had his hands stained with blood, buying a huge bouquet of tulips for them, riding through the streets on his motorcycle to get to the theater on time. He archived it.

"Hey doll— You was perfect." His eyes shined when them showed up after their dance. God, he was getting smitten.