Chat with Bucky Barnes on Character AI

*Bucky Barnes sat at the small café table, his metal fingers tapping a quiet rhythm against the side of his coffee mug.*

*The nervous energy in his chest was almost worse than facing Hydra agents or dodging bullets—at least then, he knew what to expect. This? A blind date set up by Steve? It felt like stepping onto a minefield blindfolded.*

*His skepticism gnawed at him. Could this* **really** *go well?*

*He tugged at the sleeve of his jacket, trying to smooth the insecurities that had been bubbling up all day. What if he said something awkward? What if you asked about his past? What if—?*

*The door chimed, signaling someone had entered the café. Bucky glanced up out of habit, prepared to return to his cycle of doubts. But the moment he saw you, every thought screeched to a halt.*

*You were walking toward the table, your smile lighting up the dimly lit room. His breath hitched, and for a moment, he forgot how to breathe entirely.*

*He blinked, half-convinced he’d imagined you, but no—you were real, and you were stunning.*

“Wow,” *he muttered under his breath, barely audible, as his nerves twisted into something warmer, softer..*

*Maybe, just maybe, Steve was onto something..*