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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

[yourbestguysgun]

We're taking you home.

[ Ah Ginny, gonna tease you forever. ]

[hexuality]

[This is all your fault, you horrible man.]

But who's going to take you home?

[She starts to draw away from the arm around her waist, like she plans on leading him the other way, but instead she just starts running. Because drunk people like to run away from other people? Who knows.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ WHAT THE FUCK.

He just takes off after her. ] Weasley you crazy dame!

[hexuality]

[She looks over her shoulder and starts laughing, picking up speed, surprisingly surefooted as she makes a beeline towards the fountain because she's got it in her mind that she wants to go swimming in it AND YOU WILL NOT STOP HER, JAMES BARNES.

Diving right into that. Yeah.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Leaning against the fountain wall. ]

You're gonna catch your death, kid.

[hexuality]

It's May.

[She's sitting in it, sopping wet and grinning, and she starts splashing at him.]

C'mon! [She is not nearly as drunk as she appears, she's just tipsy enough to be loose and enthusiastic about EVERYTHING.] Bucky. Buuuuckyyyy.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He laughs, ducks to avoid her spray. ]

No, no way.

[hexuality]

James Buchannan Barnes, get your stubborn arse in here!

[WADING OVER AND PULLING HIM IN.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ She gets him as far as one knee in the water, a laugh across his face. ]

You crazy dame.

[hexuality]

[She gets him as far as one knee and then her grip slips and she falls back into the water with a squeal of laughter.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ She gets him full in the face, water dripping down from his hair. ]

What has gotten into you?

[hexuality]

Your whiskey. Arse.

[She sits right there in the water, tipping her head back to look at the sky, the stars that don't match any constellations on earth, the ones that have become as familiar to her as those, anyway.]

M'alright.

[yourbestguysgun]

I didn't think getting you drunk would end up with us both soaked.

[ He's not a fan of being soaked to his knees - has spent too many months of the war in dug-outs like that. But he can also see the funny side. ]

[hexuality]

'Cause I'm unpredictable!

[She looks over at him and notes the expression on his face, heaves a sigh, crawls over to him through the water.]

Hey. Oi. Hey. Smile.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He smiles automatically. ]

I'm soaked to my knees and you're drunk sweetheart, what's not to smile about?

[hexuality]

[She rolls her eyes and pulls herself up onto the lip of the fountain, dripping wet and a little more sober but mostly still buzzing with energy and alcohol.]

Loads. But I like it when you do. [She reaches up to pat his cheek.] Wish you'd swim with me.

[yourbestguysgun]

I'm not really a fan of swimming.

[ He's scared of jellyfish, but Ginny doesn't know that. ] Never really thought about learning much.

[hexuality]

[She clambers out of the fountain, eyes wide.]

You don't know how? [And she throws sopping wet arms around him.] I learned at school! In the lake! Giant squid in the lake watches out for us, pretty sure it does.

[yourbestguysgun]

I know how, just y'know, not technique. If I fell in the Hudson I'd be fine.

[hexuality]

Let's go to the beach! It'll be great. Let's go now.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ asdhfjkld;s. ]

No way, not a real fan. Steve made me go last year.

[hexuality]

[She heaves a sigh then shakes the water from her hair, deciding to just hang down from her waist for a while and watch the ground sway upside-down.]

Hopeless.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Levering himself up to sit at the edge of the fountain. ]

That's me.

[hexuality]

[She watches the water drip from her hair to the ground then flips her hair back as she straightens and then she stumbles a bit as it shakes up her head inside.]

Wow. [Laughing,] Alright. Alright, I won't drag you 'round anymore.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He's laughing though. ]

Not that I mind, sweetheart. But the beach ain't really my scene.