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#jbbarnes107 #dj got us falling in love - bucky + sharon

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Sharon couldn’t quite see Bucky’s expression since she was the one whispering the words in his ear but his expression went to confused, to surprised, to, well, his face turned bright red and it had nothing to do with the alcohol. He needed to keep his cool though or Sharon would never let him live it down. “Yeah.” He replied, bringing his drink back up to his lips. “You’re just saying that because you have very clear thing for super soldiers.”

“You say that like you and Steve were matching shirts,” she scoffed. “Steve wasn’t the one who shielded me in Madripoor.” She moved closer to him, lips all but touching his burning ear.

“He’s not the one who slow danced with me. Who took care of me, let me stay with him.” Sharon slowly nuzzled the hair behind his ear. “I only think of one man when I take too long in the shower. Only one man I daydream about kissing. Just you, Sarge.”

sheshielded:

She gave a little tsk and rather reluctantly slid off his lap to retake her chair on the side of him. She knew his answer before he stated it, but she wanted to try nonetheless. “I don’t think this place would have anything that strong. Guess I’ll keep it in my imagination.”

To his question she nodded; she was feeling a little warm and fuzzy around the edges, but was still rather sober. “Yes, please. Watch your six, Sarge, once they get a peek at your ass the hyenas will come barking again.” She winked and braced an elbow on the table, chin on her hand. He always got a little flustered at compliments, and she thought it was adorable.

He was a hundred year old man getting compliments on his ass from a cute blonde. How the hell did she not expect him to get flustered? He tried to hide it though. He thought he did pretty well this time, just a slight flush on his face which was hard to notice due to the dark lighting of the nightclub.

Surprisingly, it didn’t take Bucky long to order their drinks and come back. Being big and tall had it’s perks. He was hard to miss. He walked back over to Sharon, setting her drink down in front of her before returning to his seat beside her. “You know I find it really amusing that girls are attracted to me.” Not only did he not see how attractive he was but, “I’m old enough to be their grandfather.” Possibly great grandfather but he wasn’t trying to age himself too much here. “Maybe dated their grandma.”

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Sharon took her drink and sipped it, then gave Bucky a look. As incredulous as his statement sounded, it was perfect Bucky logic. In some ways, he was very sure of himself and the decisions he made, but in social circumstances, there was a lot the former Winter Soldier needed to brush up on. It made sense for him to wonder, she couldn’t chide him for that.

She leaned towards him, voice pitched for his ears only. Not that it was a hard thing to do in a noisy club, but she didn’t want to embarrass him. “I’m going to be frank with you, Sarge. You are a very handsome man. You have a silent confidence about yourself which people pick up on, which is very attractive. On top of that, you look like a modern movie action hero, with the serious expression and intense gaze.” She flicked a finger up and down, as if pointing out his figure.

“And you’re built. If these women saw you smile, they’d collectively swoon.”

sheshielded:

Her eyes slid to the empty glass, and she gave an empathetic grimace. She knew enough about the serum to understand the heightened metabolism that came with it. It meant that Bucky ate enough calories for a small family, but also never felt the effects of most drugs. And sometimes, a person just needed a drunk fog to get lost in.

“I don’t mind. It does a lot for my ego to scare off a pack of hyenas.” She gave him a smile. His second comment earned a more teasing grin. “I had a good audience, Sarge. It was a little lonely though, no way I can coax you out there?”

Not that she wanted to slide off his lap. Not that it wasn’t sexual, there definitely was an element of that there, but it was just nice to be close to him. His warm, solid presence. He was safe. After years of looking over her shoulder, she knew he would keep her safe. He might question her opinion, but that never changed her mind.

The blonde nuzzled his hair and let out a content sigh, leaning into him. The club was an afterthought.

“Not unless you can get me drunk, agent.” It was the absolute only way anyone could get Bucky Barnes to dance in this day and age. He still danced. Kind of. He swayed to the sound of old records when he was alone in his apartment. No way he was going to dance with someone in public. Besides, he didn’t even know how to dance to the music that was playing.

Bucky looked at Sharon’s empty drink. Both of them. Her empty glass that was on the table and the now empty glass that used to belong to a twenty year old. “I’m going to get us another round. Same drink?”

#jbbarnes107 #dj got us falling in love - bucky + sharon

She gave a little tsk and rather reluctantly slid off his lap to retake her chair on the side of him. She knew his answer before he stated it, but she wanted to try nonetheless. “I don’t think this place would have anything that strong. Guess I’ll keep it in my imagination.”

To his question she nodded; she was feeling a little warm and fuzzy around the edges, but was still rather sober. “Yes, please. Watch your six, Sarge, once they get a peek at your ass the hyenas will come barking again.” She winked and braced an elbow on the table, chin on her hand. He always got a little flustered at compliments, and she thought it was adorable.

sheshielded:

Though it looked like she was busy dancing, Sharon’s eyes immediately spotted the women as they moved into the seats around Bucky. She could read the tension in his face from where she was; James Buchanan Barnes, decorated sniper even before HYDRA got a hold of him, a man who jumped from planes, and a bunch of co-eds had him cornered. It would have been funny, if he didn’t look so uncomfortable. That was not the point of the evening.

Sharon practically stalked back to the table, flinty look in her eyes. She grabbed the back of Bucky’s chair and moved it backwards far enough to give her room to plant herself in his lap. She reached across the table for one of the girls’ drinks, swallowed it down in a moment, then snapped the glass back onto the table, upside down. She made eye contact with each of them.

“He’s way out of your league, girls. Why don’t you try some of the fuckboys at the bar?” She drawled in a calm manner, one arm slipping around Bucky’s neck. With a slew of glares and dirty looks, the other women departed, and she watched them like a hawk until they were lost in the crowd. She turned her head and gave the soldier a little kiss on his temple.

“Sorry about that,” she murmured into his hair. “I can’t blame them, though, a good-looking guy like you alone? I should have known better.”

It may not look like it, or sound like it, but this was Bucky trying. Believe it or not, Bucky took Dr. Raynor’s advice seriously. She wanted him to get out there and meet new people and socialize and Buck was trying. He was. It just didn’t come as easy to him as it did back in 1939.

So he was grateful when Sharon asserted her dominance. You could see the tension leave his shoulders the second she sat on his lap. It was definitely the lesser of two evils. Sharon sitting on his lap any other time would make him nervous. It didn’t this time. He was a soldier at ease.

Bucky had finished his drink and he lifted the empty glass as if it show the blonde on his lap. “Howard Stark perfected the super soldier serum with Dr. Erskine and neither one of them came up with anything to get us drunk.” That was Bucky speak for: I wish I was drunk. Alcohol wasn’t referred to as a social lubricant for no reason. “You didn’t have to come to my rescue.” He was grateful but he didn’t want to ruin her night. “You looked good out there, Agent Thirteen.”

#jbbarnes107 #dj got us falling in love - bucky + sharon

Her eyes slid to the empty glass, and she gave an empathetic grimace. She knew enough about the serum to understand the heightened metabolism that came with it. It meant that Bucky ate enough calories for a small family, but also never felt the effects of most drugs. And sometimes, a person just needed a drunk fog to get lost in.

“I don’t mind. It does a lot for my ego to scare off a pack of hyenas.” She gave him a smile. His second comment earned a more teasing grin. “I had a good audience, Sarge. It was a little lonely though, no way I can coax you out there?”

Not that she wanted to slide off his lap. Not that it wasn’t sexual, there definitely was an element of that there, but it was just nice to be close to him. His warm, solid presence. He was safe. After years of looking over her shoulder, she knew he would keep her safe. He might question her opinion, but that never changed her mind.

The blonde nuzzled his hair and let out a content sigh, leaning into him. The club was an afterthought.

sheshielded:

“He was lucky to have you,” she said warmly. “Aunt Peg always mentioned how you two were always looking out for each other on the field. And I know how important you were to him. He pretty much defied a whole country for you.”

Sharon drained the rest of her glass and slid her chair back to get to her feet. “I think your hips are fine, but I won’t give you a hard time.” She circled around behind him, then leaned in to kiss his cheek, murmuring into his ear. “But I may as well give you something worth watching.”

She moved to join the mass on the dance floor, but made sure to stay within his view. It had been years since she danced in a club, but it was easy enough to fall back into old habits. She found the rhythm in the song and fell into it, adding a little extra hip sway to tease her grumpy old man back at the table.

“Well he wasn’t very smart.” Said Bucky with a smirk when Sharon mentioned Steve defying a country for him. Bucky was flattered Steve did it of course but he wasn’t happy about it. It was a stupid move and he didn’t think he was worth the trouble.

But that wasn’t a conversation for a night out and he sipped his drink to distract himself. Sharon helped with the distracting part. The kiss on the cheek, the little whisper followed by her moving into the dance floor. James Barnes was officially distracted.

Bucky was watching between sips of his drink but it didn’t take long enough for the vacant seats around him to start getting filled up. Three girls in their twenties joined him and Bucky felt so incredibly out of place that even though he was built like a wall he somehow made himself tiny. They were trying to strike up conversation but were met with silent stares or short answers. He wasn’t trying to be rude, he was just overwhelmed.

“I’ve seen you before, haven’t I?”

“No.”

“Yeah, I have.”

“Definitely not.”

“You’re Captain America’s best friend.”

“No, I’m Bucky.”

#jbbarnes107 #dj got us falling in love - bucky + sharon

Though it looked like she was busy dancing, Sharon’s eyes immediately spotted the women as they moved into the seats around Bucky. She could read the tension in his face from where she was; James Buchanan Barnes, decorated sniper even before HYDRA got a hold of him, a man who jumped from planes, and a bunch of co-eds had him cornered. It would have been funny, if he didn’t look so uncomfortable. That was not the point of the evening.

Sharon practically stalked back to the table, flinty look in her eyes. She grabbed the back of Bucky’s chair and moved it backwards far enough to give her room to plant herself in his lap. She reached across the table for one of the girls’ drinks, swallowed it down in a moment, then snapped the glass back onto the table, upside down. She made eye contact with each of them.

“He’s way out of your league, girls. Why don’t you try some of the fuckboys at the bar?” She drawled in a calm manner, one arm slipping around Bucky’s neck. With a slew of glares and dirty looks, the other women departed, and she watched them like a hawk until they were lost in the crowd. She turned her head and gave the soldier a little kiss on his temple.

“Sorry about that,” she murmured into his hair. “I can’t blame them, though, a good-looking guy like you alone? I should have known better.”

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“This isn’t going to make my case any less weird but…” He shrugged. “I was always overprotective when it came to Steve.” He said before bringing the glass back up to his lips. So yeah, he was going to make sure that any girl that got near him treated him right and didn’t, you know, try to kill him.

He set his glass down once again, listening to Sharon speak. He nodded when she said what her major was. French surprised him, Criminal Justice didn’t. He imagined she would major in criminal justice or forensic science or something political.

Bucky nodded again to the whole thing about Peggy’s shadow. He could relate to that. Steve was gone. It had been years since the two had been partners in the battlefield and people still saw Bucky as Captain America’s sidekick. Sam had the shield now and Bucky kind of came with it. He didn’t think he could ever just walk away from it. He didn’t talk about it though and was grateful for the change of topic. He shook his head. “Not sure my hips can’t take dancing. I’m one hundred seven, Sharon.”

He looked up and towards the people dancing. “I’ll watch.”

“He was lucky to have you,” she said warmly. “Aunt Peg always mentioned how you two were always looking out for each other on the field. And I know how important you were to him. He pretty much defied a whole country for you.”

Sharon drained the rest of her glass and slid her chair back to get to her feet. “I think your hips are fine, but I won’t give you a hard time.” She circled around behind him, then leaned in to kiss his cheek, murmuring into his ear. “But I may as well give you something worth watching.”

She moved to join the mass on the dance floor, but made sure to stay within his view. It had been years since she danced in a club, but it was easy enough to fall back into old habits. She found the rhythm in the song and fell into it, adding a little extra hip sway to tease her grumpy old man back at the table.

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“See, I knew you could do that.” Said Bucky matter of a factly, leaning back in his seat with his drink in his hand. “I could tell when you kissed Steve.” It was a quick but passionate kiss and Bucky knew a thing or two about kissing so he knew there had been tongue skills involved in it.

He sipped his drink and then set it down on the table in front of him. “And come on, college couldn’t be that bad.” Bucky actually wanted to go to college but he never really entertained the idea. He had Rebecca, his mom and Steve to take care of. He had to work and make money. Then there was the war and then he didn’t come back. “What was your major?”

She set the knotted stem aside, picking up her drink to sip at it. “Oh yeah? You think about me kissing other men a lot, Sarge?” She teased with a smile.

“I have a science bachelor’s in criminal justice, and I minored in French. I joined up with SHIELD after graduation, and you sort of know the rest.” She took another sip from her glass. “I was always going to enlist, it was just a matter of jumping through the right hoops. I didn’t want to get special treatment, you know, because of Aunt Peg, so I kept that on the down-low. Fury always knew.”

Sharon sat back in her seat, tilting her glass back and forth on the table to make the ice clink. “I hated keeping secrets, but Peg’s shadow loomed large, and I wanted to get by because of my own merits, not due to who I was related to.”

The blonde gave him a smile. “You still dance at all?”

#jbbarnes107 #dj got us falling in love - bucky + sharon

sheshielded:

“I kind of got used to it,” she replied. “A lot of the cleaner crooks like to operate in places like this. No one can really overhear, and it’s easily accessible.” She had to remind herself that this was a social outing, not scanning for contacts for intel.

She gave him a smile. “It’s not really all that different. Music and fashion might change, but it’s still a bunch of people drinking their bad days away and dancing.” Sharon bumped his shoulder with hers lightly, giving him a wink. “With some flirting on the side.”

A smiling waiter appeared and asked for their drink orders, then disappeared just as quickly once he jotted them down and nodded to them. Sharon laid a hand on Bucky’s absently. “When I was in college, my dormmates and I would go out most Saturdays. Jell-O shots and table dancing. I still can’t stand tequila.”

Bucky didn’t have college days. Bucky didn’t even drink much when he was young in the city. He felt bad getting wasted when Steve could barely handle a beer. He only really drank when he was shipped off overseas. Alcohol made things easier. “Vodka.” Which he drank now but, “There were times with the Commandos that I called it a night because I couldn’t stand the smell.” The Commandos could drink… a lot. Bucky was sure that was common knowledge though. He’d seen the documentaries.

When the waiter came over, Bucky ordered a whiskey on the rocks and then turned his attention back to Sharon. “Can’t picture you table dancing.” He could. It was a very nice picture in his head but he couldn’t make the connection between CIA Sharon and college table dancing Sharon. “I imagine Peggy didn’t like that.”