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MAN OF HONOR (PART ONE)

Summary: You were dreading a certain wedding you were involved in, desperate to find a suitable date that could pass as your fake boyfriend. Luckily, Bucky Barnes had nothing better to do.

Notes: NSFW (18+), Swearing

For the fourth time, your head had met the counter. It didnt help that Tony used the most expensive granite he could find, well then it again it might help with the impact. You groaned out, the thought brimming once again you had to fly away tomorrow to your little sister’s wedding. It wasn’t only the fact she was younger than you, it was the fact she was most definitely making it known she is getting hitched off before you are - which makes you the exhibit of the wedding. You weren’t prepared for all of the comments of you being old, needing to get married - kids. The whole shabang. Now two days away, you had exhausted every possible option of a date - you were at your wits end. Sitting in your misery, you heard a soft laugh above you. Flickering your eyes upward, you saw your best friend clearly amused by the fact you could possibly be acting over dramatic.

“You know, it doesn’t help much - banging your head on the counter.” Wanda smirked, pouring you a small cup of coffee.

“You’re right, if its not a headboard its not worth it.” You coughed out, wiping away the small ache you had collected to your forehead.

“Just so you know, you haven’t asked…everyone.” Wanda smirked once again, bringing her coffee to sip.

You already began to shake your head, the thought that she planted was already being pushed out of your mind. There was no way in hell you were going to ask the only bachelor left in the Avengers compound.

“Are you insane?” You knitted your brow, “Mr. Grouch? there’s no way.”

“Oh come on, he’s not that bad.” Wanda defended, and she motioned to the workout facility.

“No. Wanda. I’m not. He’s a huge pain in the ass.” You rolled your eyes, hoping she would deter already from the topic, “Besides. He wouldn’t go anyways.”

You shuffled throughout the halls, nearing the workout area. As much as you fought it, it was your only hope to show up to the wedding with some dignity. You already could feel the confusion brimming in your mind, hearing a rather modern song begin to echo as you neared the door. Sure enough, it was a song you had heard just the other day - and you remembered writing it down. You always liked chainsmokers - and their newest hit was something you had been playing on repeat. Now it was ringing throughout the workout room. Your eyes had finally caught him, and you were genuinely surprised at how good he looked. You had only had a couple of interactions with him - obviously through Steve. You had heard stories of his past, he was the infamous Winter Soldier - but in honesty it didnt frighten you that much. He wasn’t that man anymore, now he was known as Steve Rogers best friend. You watched only for a lingering moment, taking in that he had clearly been working hard in here. His hair was pulled back, a few strands falling from his workout. He was covered in a sheen sweat, and you noticed yourself swallowing now. It was no secret he was fit, his frame was incredibly large - he could took take you out in mere seconds. Which is why you hesitated, but you needed to move forward.

“B-Bucky?” You choked out, and noticed the music was a little loud for him to hear you.

His hands met the punching bag, and you wanted to ignore it - but his low grunts from the blows was beginning to cause you to sweat.

“Bucky?” You nearly yelled out now, and finally he turned.

He was out of breath, and you noticed the front of his black shirt was slightly damp.

“Can I help you?” He huffed out, his expression clearly confused as to why you were talking to him.

“Uh- I was just, wondering-“ You stammered, your eyes flickering across his sweats hanging low to his waist.

“Wondering? What?” Bucky began to unwrap his flesh hand, and you noticed that they had grown slightly bloody from his harsh workout.

“Well I have this-“ You stammered even more, “I have a wedding this weekend. I know this sounds crazy, But I’ll do something for you in return if you could maybe, think about possibly-“

“Spit it out, Doll.” Bucky sighed, closing his eyes in slight annoyance.

“I have my little sisters wedding, and I need a date. My ex will be there, and I can’t go alone in front of my family.” You blurted it all out, and you realized you probably shouldn’t have mentioned it.

“Oh right. The one you asked Steve go to, and Sam…Let’s see who else” He cleary sounded annoyed now, and you knew how bad it sounded.

“Come on, Bucky-“ You choked out.

“No really, its flattering. Being your last choice. Is it because I’m Scary?” Bucky was now teasing, shaking his head as he walked away.

“Please.” You almost sounded begging, but you didnt care, “Please, Bucky.”

He stopped in his steps, and you had hoped that was a sign of him thinking about it.

“Fine.” He sighed out, “We’re leaving tomorrow?”

“Oh my god, thank you.” You couldn’t help your excitement, “Yes, yeah. we leave tomorrow.”

“I’m saying this now, just so we’re clear. I’m not your goddamn ken doll.” Bucky looked to you, his blue eyes nearly piercing to you.

“Yes. Of course.” You motioned, taking a deep breath, “Just, please. Be…nice?”

Bucky only glared to you, and you realized you could’ve gone without saying it.

“Oh I’ll be nice.” His eyes traveled you, “See you tomorrow.”

You released a sigh, as if you were holding your breath all this time.

Planes Suck. That was the only thought that was in your mind, but you managed to still look somewhat presentable. Already the two of you had conflict, Bucky explaining he was going to be late - which ended up him getting a flight an hour after yours. Which led you to this moment, waiting for him in the London airport. You took the time in the airport bathrooms, refreshing your waves - changing into your dress for the Brunch your Mother had planned for the wedding party. You went with the safe option, the peach and beige dress. It was classified as your lucky dress, whenever you wore it something wonderful happened - you were hoping today was the case. You sighed out, taking yet another glance to your watch - you only had 2 hours to get to the country house, and Bucky was still nowhere to be found. You pulled out your phone, ready to call him to see what the hell was taking so long. Your eyes flickered upwards in the right moment, and you were unsure of what to do with yourself. Without control, your mouth hung open - seeing Bucky finally walk towards you. You swallowed harshly, you had never seen him look so incredibly dapper. He wasn’t kidding, he wasn’t taking this lightly.

“Close your mouth, doll. Its just an outfit.” Bucky sighed, pulling your elbow up from the seat.

“Jesus, where the hell did you get that?” You finally choked out, your eyes still looking over the suit.

“Does it matter?” Bucky spoke softly, “It’s no tux.”

“Yeah but…shit. Thank you.” You blinked wildly, still feeling his hands guide you.

“You got it, Darlin’” Bucky had a teasing tone, already mocking you.

“Seriously, Be nice.” You already grew annoyed, knowing he was going to give you shit this whole trip.

You had to deal with it for two weeks.

You nearly cursed the car that it took you there in a hurry, and the sight of the country house made your skin now sweat. It had been 4 years since you had been here, your mother married to the man who had lived outside of London his whole life. You were the only one who decided to stay in America, which clearly made you some kind of an outcast. But now you were back in the house that most of your heartache resided in every visit. Most of all the man you used to love also lived near here, and you had found out he was a part of the wedding party. The thought of seeing him again, it made your heart nearly burst. He had caused you so much pain, yet he went on living his life as if nothing happened. Out of nervousness, you began to chew at the bottom of your lip - wondering if you could muster the courage to actually get out of the vehicle.

“Go before me.” Bucky sighed, and you watched him already remove himself from the car.

“Are you crazy? the whole point of you being here is to go in with me, at the same time.” You sighed out, following his actions.

Bucky smiled only for a moment, “I know what I’m doing, Doll. Get your ass in there.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing there was no point in arguing - if there was one thing you knew about Bucky was that he was stubborn, and didnt take the option of no very well. You straightened your dress, turning one last time to see him practically shooing you forward. Taking a deep breath, you moved across the lawn. You gripped at your coat, the near fall weather was causing goosebumps to prickle along your arms and legs. You knew you should’ve worn something else. Once your feet had hit inside of the home you knew, all eyes slowly turned to you.

“Oh, sweetie. Why didnt you wear the blue number I sent you?” Your mother shuffled to you, and quickly your little sister caught your eye.

“Teddybear!” Your little sister nearly squealed, and you shut your eyes to your nickname. It came because you carried the small stuffed bear your father gave you when you were little - needless to say they never let you live it down.

“Please dont call me that.” You grumbled out, feeling your mother already latch to you.

“Honey, I thought you were bringing a date-“ She sighed to your ear, and you knew it was coming.

“Did he stand you up?” Your little sister looked to you in mock sympathy, and you hated Bucky for staying at the car for whatever damn reason.

Just when you thought it couldn’t get worse, you saw your ex now flicker his eyes to you - and he hadn’t changed in expression. You thought you couldn’t breathe to the sight of him, and now a woman closely to his side. Of course he had a date. You removed your coat, your mother raising her brow to the sight of the dress you were wearing. Part of you wore it to spite her. Your mother opened her mouth, and you knew she was about to say something about it - that was until you felt a pair of hands to your back. Giving you no time to process, you understood why Bucky stayed behind. Your eyes shot open, feeling his soft lips crash to you within seconds. Knowing it mustve looked odd, you relaxed to the touch - and for a brief moment you began to taste his lips. You nearly whimpered, feeling his hands grip to the small of your back - and then he pulled away. Standing dumbfounded, you had to wipe slightly at your lips - god you weren’t expecting him to taste that good.

“There you are, sweetheart.” Bucky took a breath, and you watched his blue eyes look to you in complete amusement, “I already missed you.”

You finally looked to your mother, her mouth still dropped to what she just witnessed.

“M-Mom. this is-“

“James Buchanan Barnes, Ma’am. Nice to meet you.” Bucky flashed a incredibly charming smile, taking her hand to kiss softly.

“Why hello.” Your mother turned slightly pink, laughing at the action.

“You were right, Doll.” Bucky looked to you, still grinning, “You do get your beauty from your Mother.”

You couldn’t believe it, but you heard your mother practically giggle.

“Hi, Hello.” You sister fumbled forward to Bucky’s gaze, and he mirrored his action - taking her hand to his lips.

“Now, You must be the little sister.” Bucky winked, and you saw your sister’s lips turn in a grin, “Here’s to the lucky chrome dome who gets to marry you.”

She giggled too, and you nearly laughed at the sight.

He was good.

“Sorry about that.” Bucky placed his hand to your back, pulling you to his side, “Just can’t keep my hands off her.”

“Well, thats quite alright.” Your mother nodded to you, clearly approving.

“Still in that honeymoon stage, If you know what I mean ma’am.” Bucky winked, and you nearly gasped to the feeling his hand now at your backside.

You took it all in, and you were nearly ecstatic to the sight of your ex trying to get a better look at the two of you.

You were definitely winning.

As your family walked away to return to the party, you noticed Bucky keeping his hands to you.

“Where did that come from?” You turned to him in astonishment.

“1940s, Darlin.” Bucky sighed, pulling you into the home finally.

You managed to make it through the hell of brunch, giving you and Bucky no time to come up with a story. Most of the meal it was quick thinking, and at some point the both of you began to lose your match in stories. You still couldn’t believe that he was here, doing this for you - even if he was technically the last one you asked. Still you appreciated the gesture, but the realization came that you didn’t know Bucky as well as the others. Now here you were, your mother had planted the two of you in the guest bedroom - together.

“So I’m thinking I’ll sleep on the floor.” You coughed out, seeing Bucky already plant his suitcase to the bed.

“What are you, five? Don’t be ridiculous. We can sleep in the same bed” Bucky sighed out, opening the suitcase to grab clothing, “Shower?”

You motioned, swallowing harshly, “I’m just saying wouldn’t it be awkward, or whatever.”

He grinned teasingly to you, “Only if you make it awkward, darlin”

You took a deep breath, bringing the glass you took from brunch - thank god for alcohol. You turned suddenly, Bucky not giving a care in the world of your presence - removing his shirt.

“So we should probably discuss a story. Like how we started dating.” You choked out, “I mean my family knows everyone so it’s not like you’re a total stranger-”

You turned, not thinking anything of it - only to gasp out audibly. He was completely naked. Your mouth dropped, and you screwed your eyes shut - you even heard a soft laugh escape Bucky’s chest.

“If we’re going to be dating, might as well get comfortable, doll.” Bucky chuckled, and you felt him throw a material to your head.

“That doesn’t mean you should-” You did it again without thinking, this time your eyes couldn’t help but fall below the waistline - your mouth dropped again, you’d never seen someone so-

“Just say we met through Wanda, I thought you were cute - so I took you out.” Bucky walked the other direction, and you nearly whimpered to the sight of his ass. You shot your hand up just enough to cover his exposed skin.

“Okay fine just-” You swallowed yet again, “Dont think you can just walk around here naked”

“Why, make you nervous?” Bucky winked, shutting the door finally to the bathroom.

You huffed out, these two weeks were going to be hell.

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