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i just read you fic about bucky discovering the 50/50 thing on dates & the no giving flowers thing and i can't stop giggling 😭😭

bucky 100% would be horrified & angry about the "new way of dating"

this was supposed to be just a little blurb but the bucky brain rot has consumed me i fear

he would be so so pissed at the whole thing like he genuinely can not wrap his head around it.

like picture this, you're still just friends, he's at your house watching you get ready to go on a date with another guy. he's sat on the couch, very broody and annoyed already because he won't admit it but he's jealous, burning with jealousy that another guy will take you out and treat you, and be with you for the night. "i still don't think this is a good idea, doll." he'd say, watching you walking around in your pretty little outfit, blowing on your pretty little nails. "i don't like this guy."

"you haven't even met him" you giggle, giving him your phone, "can you get me an uber? my nails haven't dried yet"

he'd stare at your phone in his metal hand then back at you with the biggest frown on his face, "you're going on a date, what do you need an uber for?"

"umm i need the uber to take me to my date?" you tell him as if it's the most obvious thing in the world, as if he's the crazy one for even asking.

bucky is fuming, full on glaring at you, you can almost see fire come out of his ears like an angry cartoon character. "the asshole's not picking you up?"

"no? why would he?" you say, putting on your shoes, "also he's not an asshole. again, you haven't met him"

the thing is, bucky has no interest in meeting him. he didn't when he learned that he's taking you on a "date" and he certainly doesn't now that he knows he won't be picking you up. "let's keep it that way. for his sake"

you roll your eyes at him, putting on your earrings "did you get me an uber?"

"no." bucky says, getting up from the couch and putting your phone in his back pocket. "no i didn't because you're not going."

you laugh, genuinely laugh, "i'm sorry?"

"i said you're not going. i'm not letting you go out with an asshole who wouldn't even come pick you up."

you sigh, reminding yourself that he's from a different era, a different time, that sometimes you have to explain how things nowadays work for him. "bucky he doesn't have to pick me up. it's not the 1930's anymore, the 'rules' regarding dates aren't so strict now. there's no guidelines you need to follow or anything." you tell him as nicely as possible.

his frown remains so does the pissed off expression on his face, "there are no guidelines or rules and there never was. there's chivalry and there's being a man and making sure your lady is taken care of. i don't care what year it is, these things don't expire."

you can't deny that he's right. you also can't deny that you want that. that you want to be lady who's taken care of but in this day and age, it's nearly impossible to find the man to do it, like really do it because he's a good man like that, a gentleman, and not because you asked and had to beg him for it. "maybe not but they are outdated"

"no they're not. this guy you're not going out with is just an asshole. you just have to find the right man"

"you say it like it's easy"

"it is easy"

you raise your eyebrow at him, "yeah? if it's so easy then why don't you do it? find me the right man"

"found." he says immediately, shrugging.

now it's your turn to frown at him, "bucky.. what.."

"you want asked me to find you the right man and i did." he takes your hands, melting at how soft and small they feel in his, and puts them on his chest, right above his heart, "he's right here" he presses your hands deeper, you can feel his rapid heartbeat. "and he'll be damned if he lets assholes think they can toy you around, he'll be damned if he lets you settle for less than what you deserve, doll."

he's close, incredibly close, you can feel his breath on your face and how his blue eyes are peering into yours, "bucky.. i.."

"don't go with him.. please baby." he pleads, his voice tender, it makes you want to do whatever he asks, leaves you with no option but to listen.

"but i got all dressed up." you say, biting you lip to hide your smile as you look up at him.

he catches where you're going with this and a smile forms on his lips, you can feel his heart beating faster underneath your palms. "then i'll take you out, right now. i'll show you what a real date with a real man looks like" he brings one of your hands to kiss. "i'll be so good to you, you won't even remember that asshole's name by the end of our date" he says, making you giggle.

"is that why you hate him so much? you're jealous?"

"me? jealous?" he says, chuckling while looking around like it's impossible then his eyes lock on yours again and his laughter dies down, "yes, i was jealous..."

"oh my god.."

"but that's irrelevant!"

"is it though?" you smirk at him and he rolls his eyes at you, playfully.

"yes it is now stop psychoanalysing me and let's go, we've got a date to catch."

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