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Take Your Time

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky braves a bar in Bucharest, unknowingly changing his life forever.

Warnings: alcohol, angst, mentions of abuse, mentions of cheating, mild smut

A/N: hello, everyone. This is the first time I’m posting a piece of writing on Tumblr. It’s inspired by the song Take Your Time by Sam Hunt. Please do let me know what you think, feedback is always appreciated. If I’ve missed any warnings, I’m so sorry, let me know. 

He had never been this far before. Perhaps far was too strong of a word, it was, after all, only across the street. And yet, to Bucky Barnes, it was as far as crossing the Pacific Ocean.  His heart was hammering like a freight train at full speed, threatening to burst out the confines of his ribcage as he placed a hand on the door. It wasn’t too late to change his mind, to turn around and run across the street and up the winding stairs back into the safety of the tiny apartment he was renting. But he willed his feet forward, not keen to spend yet another long night in the fragments of his lonely, jumbled mind.

The stench of cheap liquor and sweat hit him first, a few curse words and drunken chortles ringing through the air, punctuating the steady pounding of music. Bucky’s face involuntarily scrunched at that. He wasn’t sure what music he did like, but it certainly wasn’t whatever that awful electronic wail was. The other patrons didn’t seem to mind, too consumed in their beer to notice the man in a black baseball cap tentatively taking a seat closest to the door. He was so engrossed in scoping out an exit strategy, two or three in fact, that he didn’t notice her until she was waving her hand in front of his face.

Bucky jerked, trying to push down his instinct to throw his left fist at the sudden disturbance. She didn’t recoil. She didn’t even flinch. She held up her hands, as if to surrender, and then she smiled and he swore his heart stopped.

“What can I get you?”

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