-- they'll be happy to know that as I saw you go

[yourbestguysgun]

When: Friday 8th of June, evening time.
Rating: PG-13, but he'll probably have a potty mouth, so fair warning.
Characters: Bucky Barnes (yourbestguysgun) and open to anyone who'd be at the Blue Light. Feel free to have been there with him for a long time.
Summary: Somebody's a super friendly drunk given the right opportunity for it.
Log:

The last time Bucky was happy like this, he was surrounded by his team, his friends, leaning against the bartop in uniform and teasing the ever loving hell out of his best friend. He tries not to think about it too often, mostly because it feels a little bit like it's way above his own understanding. He can deal with a lot of things, but dimension hopping is a stretch. Of course he misses it, the Howling Commandos, the camaraderie, the sense of belonging, but the City isn't so bad when it's not jerking his chain, and he likes the people he's gotten to know.

Most of them, anyway.

He's been drinking - quite a bit, actually, - but more as a sign of how good he feels today, laughing at Steve and the rest of his friends, and heckling the band to play something he recognises. It's an easy feeling, and it seeps into his posture, shirt sleeves rolled up, animated as he talks. His beer is clutched in one hand, half-empty as he waves it.

Comments

[yourbestguysgun]

You're speaking my language.

[waitedforyears]

Vodka?

[yourbestguysgun]

Sure thing, darling.

[ Lo, he is signalling the bartender over. ]

[waitedforyears]

See, this is why I like you.

[yourbestguysgun]

'Cause I provide the booze?

[waitedforyears]

Yep. And 'cause you help me drink it.

[yourbestguysgun]

I'm just trying to have your back.

[waitedforyears]

What about yours?

[yourbestguysgun]

It's used to it.

[waitedforyears]

How 'bout we have each other's, that'd work, yeah?

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, that also sounds like a swell deal.

[waitedforyears]

Gotcha.

[yourbestguysgun]

So, you been doing good?

[waitedforyears]

[ Looking at him very seriously: ] I miss sex.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ P A U S E. ] Well, huh. I can see that y'would.

[waitedforyears]

A lot. [ It makes her miserable, okay. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

I'm sorry.

[ Because what else can he say? ]

[waitedforyears]

Not your fault. [ It just sucks. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

I can't imagine what it's like, Ames.

[waitedforyears]

Good. [ Because she wants for Steve and Bucky to always be together and that includes sex, all right. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Nudging her with his shoulder. ] You'll be okay.

[waitedforyears]

Yeah. 'course. [ She has the Doctor, and him. She'll be fine. ]

[yourbestguysgun]

We should go out sometime soon, just me an' you.

[waitedforyears]

Get in another bar fight or two, save some boys from the underground, get wasted?

[yourbestguysgun]

Sounds like a plan.