One Call Away

Pairing: Agent!Bucky Barnes x Journalist!Reader

Summary: You’re a journalist in the late 1950s working for a gossip magazine. You write an article about the actor Steve Rogers, and his agent Bucky Barnes is not happy about it. He confronts you and offers you a deal.

Word Count: 6.4k

Warning(s): suggestive language/drinking/implied PG-13 public display of affection/a slight mention of a random side character cheating/if you squint really hard there’s a hint of angst/not much overall

a/n: Hello everyone! This is my first fic on here and I hope you all like it! This fic is a submission for the all’s well writing challenge being held by the lovely @barnesafterglow . The lyrics that inspired me for this fic were,” No more keepin’ score. Now I just keep you warm. No more tug of war. Now I just know there’s more.” From the song Long Story Short by Taylor Swift. Thank you so much for reading! ♡

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“ Hey, Y/n, some agent is here to see you. He’s a real dreamboat,” Debbie, your editor, rushed into your office. You looked up to see the look on her face matched the tone of her voice, completely smitten.

You knew exactly who she was talking about.

“ Send him in,” you answered nonchalantly before placing your attention back onto the typewriter in front of you. The last article you wrote was a hit with the public and your boss was expecting another piece just as successful. Little did he know, you were in the right place at the right time to get that scoop. You had a deadline to meet with no new gossip to report.

To sum it up, you were stressed.

The door creaked open and you didn’t pay any attention until the door was shut. There were many expressions you had the pleasure of seeing on the face of the man in front of you. As a journalist, you had run into him more than once and even became what you could call friends. Friends that had a slight flirtatious comment here, a smug smile there, and with a usual healthy dose of banter. However, today, James Buchanan Barnes wasn’t flashing his pearly whites or winking at you with those ocean eyes of his.

No. Today, he was mad.

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