Bucky x Starks daughter ff
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chapter 1.
Bucky Barnes was right in the middle of making a very important decision between a strawberry matcha latte and a vanilla Java chip chai, whatever those were, when suddenly the overhead wind chime moved in tandem to the door whooshing open. In entered a brunette, dressed in a soft grey sweater and black jeans, balancing what three large classic romance books in one hand while fishing for her wallet using her other. Suddenly, a crash echoed from a corner of the café, catching her off guard as she quickly turned towards the source. Her sudden pivot caused a book from the pile to slip, as she slowly yet helplessly saw her dusty edition of pride and prejudice tumble for the floor, a pair of muscular hands belonging to someone with surprisingly good reflexes caught it. Looking up, she felt herself get lost in his weirdly deep blue eyes before her brain finally started working and she smiled. “Those are some crazy good reflexes.” She said to the stranger. “You’re welcome,” The broody stranger said. Oookkkaayy, not a big talker, she thought to herself. While she yet again fumbled to pay, Bucky - the broody stranger - checked her out. I mean, she was definitely pretty, with her messy hair covering her forehead, and pierced ears glittering. But, what pulled him in deeper was her charming laugh as the barista joked about something. Taking his leave, Bucky made his way out the café and onto the windy road. Thoughts of the beautiful stranger and her magnetic laugh kept swimming in his mind as he walked the long grueling trip back to the tower, making sure to waste as much time as he could before heading back into, what he thought of, his communal cave of despair. Honestly, his relationship with most of the members wasn’t anything special, but it was normal to an extent of being able to communicate on a daily basis. However, with tony stark, it was a whole another, rather pained relationship. They communicated to a minimum, mostly because of Bucky’s undying guilt when it came to being the reason for Maria and Howard Starks deaths. The minute he left the elevator, and walked onto the communal floor which basically served as an oversized living room, his thoughts came to an abrupt end.; Because, there stood in front of him, animatedly waving her hands and laughing at Sam's bad joke, was no other than the café stranger. Malfunctioning, he looked at Natasha, because let's be for real, what was a civilian doing in the living room of earth's mightiest superheroes, when she herself made her way to Bucky and asked what was wrong with him. "Who's she? and what's she doing here?" he muttered to Nat. "Looks like you have quite a dislike for her already", she smirked. He was about to retort, when suddenly, Tony appeared and the café stranger ran for him and they embraced lovingly for what felt like too long. Gosh, was she related to him? or something more? Nat's voice drew him out of his thoughts as she finally spoke. "That's Eva Stark, Tony's daughter". The works jumbled in Bucky's brain before he could finally understand the extent of trouble he was in. "Fuck", he said before looking back at the café stranger - Eva. This was not going to end well, he could feel it deep in his bones. Yet, it did nothing for the tiny crush blossoming in his heart. He was so fucked.