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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]

One blind date. One.

[Eames set it up. Ginny sighs dramatically and slides down in her chair a bit so that her clothes bunch up around her shoulders and narrows her eyes at him, pointing.]

You're lying. Steve's a house.

[As big as a house. Details.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He grins and it's a boyish kind of smile. ]

That's new. He used t'be so skinny a light breeze could'a cut him in half.

[hexuality]

A breeze can't cut me in half!

[yourbestguysgun]

Sure it could.

[hexuality]

[Very profoundly (because she is quoting someone, okay): ]

Size is no guarantee of power.

[yourbestguysgun]

Believe me, I know.

[hexuality]

Mmhm.

[Finishing off that drink (how many's that, now?) and sliding the glass across the desk to him.]

'Cause of me, obviously. I'm brilliant.

[yourbestguysgun]

You turn cocky when drunk, huh?

[hexuality]

Oh, I'm always cocky. Just got enough tact to keep it quiet round most people, off-putting, you know.

[She grins, broad and easy and comfortable.]

Course, you're not most people and you got me pissed, git, so this? [Now gesturing to herself.] Your fault. 'S alright, though. Still the best.

[yourbestguysgun]

Me or you?

[ He pours himself another drink because he can handle it, grinning at her. ]

[hexuality]

Obviously me.

[She leans across the table to look at him, reaching out to take his hand and holding it firmly between hers.]

You're brilliant too, though. My favourite.

[yourbestguysgun]

Awh Gin, you're a sweet drunk.

[ He smirks but it's clear he means it. ] Now, do you want me to walk you home yet?

[hexuality]

[She laughs then lifts his hand to her lips and presses a loud kiss to the back of it then pats him as she sets him back down.]

Just poured yourself another. How rude of me t'make you take me home right away.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He snorts at that, leans back in his seat. ]

Guess we'll have to see if you can make it then, huh?

[hexuality]

That a challenge, sergeant?

[yourbestguysgun]

Depends. You a fighting drunk?

[hexuality]

[She laughs and actually snorts with it.]

What's that even mean?

[yourbestguysgun]

When I drink vodka - which this ain't, thankfully - I tend to fight people.

[hexuality]

Mm, no. Only fight when I need to.

[Very seriously,]

I have fabulous aim. [She outstretches her right arm like she's got her wand in it (she knows to not pick it up when she's like this), one eye closed like she's aiming.] Zap. Right through windows, down into a crowd. Didn't stand a chance.

[And they've arrived at a memory of the final battle. She realises it and frowns, then drops her arm and goes for his glass since he didn't refill hers.]

Borrowing this.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Snagging that right on back. ]

I'm older'n you, kid. Age before beauty. [ He takes a gulp, then looks at her thoughtfully. ] Guess I always forget your ... stick thing can be as deadly as a gun.

[hexuality]

[Not before she takes another sip, spilling it with a laugh when he takes the glass away from her lips. She wipes it away with her thumb, sucking the liquor from it then rolling her eyes.]

Wand, Bucky, honestly. And yeah. Not a toy, should be careful.

[yourbestguysgun]

I'm not gonna touch it.

[ He's not really a fan of things he can't understand himself anyway. ]

[hexuality]

[And then she starts giggling a little uncontrollably because 1) drunk and 2) dirty wand jokes.]

Is that— [Gasping laughter, leaning back in her chair to the point where it almost tips over.] Is that a wand in your pocket or are you just... [CAN'T STOP.] Just happy to see me?

[yourbestguysgun]

You guys actually use that line?

[ Ginny, he's so disappointed in the Wizarding World right now. ]

[hexuality]

No.

[Stop it, Bucky, she can't stop laughing.]

Always wanted to. 'S ghastly.