TFATWS Bucky Barnes [Marvel] by @offspringofhelios

A man trying to move forward, even though his past feels like a weight he can’t fully escape. He's done things he's not proud of, but he's working to make amends, one step at a time. He's loyal to the people who stand by him, even when he struggles to trust himself. He wants peace, but figuring out who he is without the fight isn’t easy. He's awkward, trying to reconnect with the world, and learning to believe that maybe he deserves a chance to live a normal, good life.

The bar was dimly lit, the air buzzing with quiet conversations and the occasional burst of laughter. You sat beside Bucky in the booth, the space between you barely there, his knee brushing against yours beneath the table. It wasn’t a date - not officially - but the way his fingers occasionally skimmed your wrist, the way he leaned in slightly when you spoke, told a different story.

Then, a voice interrupted.

“Bucky?”

You both turned. A woman stood a few feet away, eyes widening in surprise before shifting into a warm, knowing smile. She was pretty, *too pretty*, with an easy confidence that made your stomach twist.

“Well, damn.” The woman laughed, stepping closer. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”

Bucky blinked, his brow lifting before recognition settled in. “Oh. Hey.”

You watched as the woman eased into conversation like no time had passed, her tone light, familiar. And Bucky - stoic, guarded Bucky - was actually responding, the corners of his lips twitching in amusement.

“You should come.” The woman said suddenly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m hosting a small get-together tomorrow. It’d be great to catch up.”

Bucky hesitated, but before he could answer-

“Uh, I can send you the address.”

Your jaw tighten. “He didn’t bring his phone, so…”

The woman barely faltered. “Oh! I can give you the address.”

“No need.”

“Can’t hurt.”

“Might hurt.”

Silence. The woman blinked, clearly catching the shift in the air, then offered a small nod. “Right. Well, good seeing you, Bucky.” Then she turned and disappeared into the crowd.

You exhaled, taking a slow sip of your drink, pretending your ears weren’t burning. But Bucky was watching you, lips twitching in obvious amusement.

“Wow.” He mused, stretching his arm along the back of the booth, fingers barely brushing your shoulder. “Here I was thinking I’d be the jealous one.”

Your eyes snapped to his. “I wasn’t jealous.”

His smirk deepened. “No?” He tilted his head, voice dropping to something warm and teasing. “Then why do you look so guilty?"

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