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[yourbestguysgun]

When: Monday 20th May ( Evening )
Rating: PG-13, ( booze and swearing because you know what Bucky Barnes is like. . )
Characters: Bucky Barnes ( yourbestguysgun ) & Ginny Weasley ( hexuality )
Summary: Sometimes bros just have to get their brosis' drunk okay?
Log:

To hell with being sensible and responsible. That's what they talked about last time, how they both grew up too fast and now they deal with things the way people much older do. Bucky hates it in a way that sets his teeth on edge, that made him burn the picture of her brothers with the flame of a match. He meant to come by sooner.

Work caught up with him though and it's only now with the rare evening off that he comes by her office. He's got a bottle wrapped in brown paper and tucked into his leather jacket, two glasses in his pockets because Ginny is a classy lady and he's not gonna make her swig out of it like he would. ( Because Bucky never had class, what would he do with it. ) The shop's closed but not locked so he lets himself in, takes the steps to her office, calling out as he goes.

"You better be in here Weasley, I come bearing gifts."

Comments

[hexuality]

[She's almost lost her father a few times in the war, it's hard to think of what it might have been like if he hadn't been as lucky. Still, she flushes a little under his glance and shrugs back, takes another drink.]

Mm. I understand that. [Dying doing what you love for who you love. She'd been ready to, expected it, even.] But you came through, didn't you, you and Steve.

[yourbestguysgun]

Yeah.

[ He knocks down the rest of his drink easily. Steve survives, he doesn't. But he won't talk about that, not now. Leaning forward he fills his glass again and tops hers up. ]

[hexuality]

[She blinks at her newly refilled glass and shakes her head, pushing it aside so she can take a break for a bit and let the rest catch up, looking at him with a bemused smile.]

Hey, slow down. I'm smaller than you.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He laughs. Thinking of the boys they'd been hurts a little. It's not like they've changed much, but he's still nostalgic. ]

Ain't nobody smaller'n that kid.

[hexuality]

[She rolls her eyes and, yes, there it is, warmth and a little lightness in her.]

You're just doing this because you've never seen me properly pissed before.

[Because the other times they've shared drinks, someone had been upset and that's a different matter altogether.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He laughs, a snort of sound. ]

If I promise nobody's gonna die can we find out?

[hexuality]

No one's going on a homicidal rampage.

[yourbestguysgun]

You never know.

[ No, he's not the Winter Soldier yet. ]

[hexuality]

Well, I can speak for myself, at least.

[She eyes her set aside glass and picks it up to tip the amber-coloured liquid to the light, lips tugged in an already-hazier smile.]

Especially if we keep going like this. Might just doze off or snog the first stranger I see.

[yourbestguysgun]

That'd help you find a fella though, right?

[ Wicked grin. ] Ain't no better way to say hello.

[hexuality]

You know, for someone who's practically my older brother, you're doing an awful job at being ridiculously overprotective.

[Maybe this is the first time she's said that out loud, calling him just as good as family, but she's loose and pleased and warm.]

Aren't you supposed to lock me in my room or something?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ The smile she gets in return is genuinely pleased, a warm and crooked thing that is completely James Barnes. Before the City his only family had been Steve - now it's different. ]

Hey, no. You're a swell dame. [ Hear New York and the forties take him back the more drunker he gets. ] You don't have'ta be alone. But I reserve full rights to punch any jerks in the face.

[hexuality]

[She eyes her glass again and thinks, To hell with it, and takes another drink and it goes down smooth and warm and Bucky, do not call her out on when she starts to flush and turn the colour of her hair. It’ll just make her blush more.]

But I don’t have rotten taste in who I fancy. [She nods at him, grinning.] Obviously. So I don’t think you’ll need to punch anyone so much as threaten anyone. For… I don’t know, honour. Or whatever.

[yourbestguysgun]

Threaten I can do. [ A smirk. ] Pretty well too. So if anyone shows an interest, let me know.

[hexuality]

What if I kept it a secret?

[yourbestguysgun]

You wouldn't do that.

[hexuality]

Wouldn't I?

[She shrugs, taking another drink and feeling it somewhere in her shoulders, muscles loose and buzzing.]

You're going to threaten any potential boyfriend I get.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He pours himself another. ]

Hey, it worked in my day. [ Unless you were James, actually. ]

[hexuality]

It'll always work somewhere, I'm sure.

[yourbestguysgun]

So does anyone in this place catch your eye?

[hexuality]

Never for very long.

[Because it was always the wrong bloke somehow. She takes another sip, watching him.]

Maybe I'm very particular.

[yourbestguysgun]

The right partner, huh? I've heard that one before.

[hexuality]

No.

[She slouches back in her chair, tipping it back and gaze to the ceiling.]

Just... I don't know, Harry and I never broke things off, he just went home and he came back once and told me I didn't have to wait for him. 'S brilliant, right? But it's still... hard.

[yourbestguysgun]

The City makes normal things so much harder.

[ If he ever left he'd be dead, he wouldn't be coming back. He hates the idea of someone else touching Steve but could he ask him to be alone forever?

Could he do that? He's not sure. ] You just need to get out there, enjoy yourself.

[hexuality]

[She spreads her arms out.]

I am. Look at me, enjoying myself.