bucky mondel

“You’re right, I’ve been wanting to ask you out for awhile now,” Bucky admitted. He wanted to play it off like he was nervous, but in reality, he just wanted to make sure he had her wrapped around his finger first. He wouldn’t be hurt by rejection, mostly just annoyed that he had wasted so much time on her if he wasn’t going to get anywhere. “I can pick you up like a real gentleman. We can catch a movie, go out to dinner, go dancing --- whatever you want to do, I know I’ll have the time of my life as long as you’re there.” Grabbing her hands in his, he batted hopeful eyes at her. “So, what do you say? Is that a no? Is that a yes? Don’t leave me hanging here, Dee, my heart is on the line.”

His knuckles were already beginning to bruise. In fact, he wasn’t sure that his index finger hadn’t gotten broken in the fight, but with that and a busted lip to show for it, he’d still count it a win. Especially since he’d managed to get away before the cops showed up, far enough he couldn’t even hear the sirens in the distance. And on foot, too. “Never been better, sweetheart,” he stated, wiping blood from his chin. “You should’ve seen the other guy.”

“And that is why you and I make a great team,” Bucky stated, taking a swig of his beer. There were a lot of people he didn’t get along with but played nice --- as nice as he could --- just because he had to, or mostly because he got something out of it. But Richie was one of few people he’d actually consider a friend that wasn’t related to him. “Double the trouble, double the charm, or... something like that.”

Jack looks up when Bucky speaks to him. He was a good employee. Did his job, wasn’t late–at least not that Jack noticed. “I can definitely look into it, sure thing,” Jack says, making a mental note to do that. But he does say something that makes him… worry, just a little. “It’s not… really my place to ask, but is everything… alright there? Any reason you don’t want to be there?” he asks, his curiosity and his concern for his employee getting the better of him. “I mean, I’ll give you the hours regardless, I’m sure I can make that work, but you know if you need to talk, I’m here.” 

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It was weird for people to show concern for him. He couldn’t say he bought it entirely, but it made him slightly uncomfortable to think Jack actually cared a little. He could get into it, but he wouldn’t; it would be like pulling teeth out to get him to open up. “Yeah, man, I just get bored,” Bucky shrugged. “Better to be making money in my free time than wasting a few hours watching whatever random TV show catches my attention, you know?”

Dee Dee shook her head, waving off his compliment like it was fluttering around her face. “Oh my gosh, no,” she said with a laugh as if the idea itself was ridiculous. Even though she put effort into her outfit she knew almost no one would care what she was wearing. Dee Dee tried to always dress for herself but having him notice did make her feel a little blush come to her cheeks. “Fighting ‘em away with a stick.” The girl even gave him a visual as if she was keeping the men away from her like zombies in an apocalypse. “Back off heathens,” she joked hoping he didn’t think she was totally weird. That’s when he spoke of a girl that caught his eye and she was immediately intrigued. Dee Dee nodded and looking over at his phone that he took out to show her. “No way, why didn’t you? Of course I want to see. Who is it? Do I know her?” 

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Bucky laughed --- a genuine laugh, not even an attempt to pretend to find her funny to get into her pants. There was something so different about her. She was just... real in her quirkiness. He’d definitely think the whole warding off men gesture was ridiculous if she was anyone else, but it made her more endearing. He was drawn to her wholesomeness. It was everything he wasn’t. “I guess I was just worried she’d say no, you know?” Tapping the camera app on his phone, he turned it around so she could see her own reflection, the girl in question. “What do you think? Isn’t she beautiful?”

She was excited to have something to do for New Year’s Eve, last year being spent at home with her parents watching it on the television. This time meant she could actually have fun and maybe, just maybe, even get herself a kiss at midnight. Bucky had found her early in the night and she was actually quite happy he did. As much as she tried to pretend she wasn’t swayed by simple words or gestures when someone was that cute she couldn’t help herself. “You think?” She looked down at herself, swaying her hips a little so her dress moved with her. “And you, looking quite handsome if I do say so myself.” A wide smile spread across her lips as she looked to him. He had nice eyes, never thinking twice about what might lie behind them. “No one,” she said as she scanned the crowd, feeling a little embarrassed. “What about you? What lucky girl caught your eye?”

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“All eyes are on you tonight! I tried,” Bucky laughed, adjusting his bowtie. He liked to think he cleaned up quite nice, but he hated how stuffy he felt. He kind of hated this party, and he wouldn’t be here if he had anything better to do, but he figured he could find someone to entertain him. And he’d came across the perfect target. “You’re serious? You must be turning people down, then.” He was laying it on thick, but Deedee seemed like the kind of girl that would fall for that. And if he was wrong, oh well. “There is someone, but I was a fool and didn’t ask her to join me tonight.” Pulling his phone out of his back pocket, he hesitated. “I think you may know her, actually. Do you want to see?” 

Dee Dee had never been one to pick a nice guy, as much as she wished she could. No matter ho many times she tried to make herself fall for one her eyes seemed to go back to the bad ideas. The type that her mother would’ve been disappointed she brought home if she ever did. Everything she stood for was against that exact thing and yet Dee Dee found herself looking a little too long at them all. Bucky seemed different, like maybe she finally figured out how to do it. “Depends, how do you feel about cargo shorts?” Dee Dee said, raising an eyebrow while a smile formed. “I used to, especially when Dexter was home, he was fun to annoy. Weird though, after I started working and stuff I actually enjoy my alone time.” Even she surprised herself when she’d come home from work and want to speak to no one besides Beaker. Dogs were the best kind of listener after all, plus they never talked back. “Really? Thanks, no… Just got done with a class actually, I thought I looked like a mess.” Her cheeks got warm and she bit the inside of her cheek. “You too, probably looks way better without any nacho cheese on you too.”

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“You don’t want to know,” Butch joked with a straight expression. He didn’t know much about fashion. He didn’t care to know much about fashion. If anyone insulted how he was dressed, they’d have a black eye to worry about. Trends were stupid and downright annoying. But he wasn’t about to say that out loud, not to her. “It can be peaceful, I just have so much of it.” For good reason. He had no friends. Also for good reason. “A mess? You? You’re just fishing for compliments now,” he winked at her. He was laying it on thick, but the truth was, he really did think Dee Dee was adorable. A little too perky, maybe, too good, but it could easily be overlooked with a smile like that. “You sure? I think the cheese would bring out the color of my eyes.”

Barbie’s eyes went wide for a moment before shaking her head. “I mean, you already did give me something to look at turning around.” Shrugging a little she tilted her head before moving closer to him. “Turn around. Someone put a sticky note on your back and I’ve been trying to read what it says this whole time. Don’t get too exciting. It’s far too early for your blood pressure to go through the roof.” 

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“A sticky note?” He repeated. The idea of someone getting that close to him without him noticing, and disrespecting him enough to slap a piece of paper on his back... “What does it say?” He demanded, now even more enraged, turning around so she could read it to both of them. It was never too early for Bucky’s blood pressure. “Who put it there? I’ll pummel them!”

Though she hadn’t known them for long, Lil despised the brown-haired triplets from Townsville, especially the one who had it out for her. She had no idea what his problem was, but he was an angry person, to say the least: this much was evidenced by how he snapped at her despite not even saying a word. “Why do you think I’m looking at you? I’m looking at the menu,” she retorted, giving him a roll of her eyes. “Not everything is about you, in case no one’s informed you before.”

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“Oh, Lillian! Sweet Lil. If I had known it was you...” Bucky’s anger melted away immediately. He had to be on his best behavior for his girls. It would be a shame to scare such a cutie off, even if she had absolutely no interest in him whatsoever. She’d come around. “You’re right, you’re right. You just never know with people, too many assholes wandering around out here. Have you decided what to order yet? Care for some company?”   

The moment Buffy spotted him she was filled with rage. It was kind of insane how much her tiny little body could contain such an inferno in her, but when it came to the guys that hurt her siblings, she was ready to brawl. She wanted to hit his smug head with a number of things, and when he turned to look at her after she was very obviously glaring a hole into the back of his head, she just huffed. “I can give you a shiner for even trying,” she snapped, tilting her head to the side. “I’m not scared of you, Butch.”

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He should’ve kept his big mouth quiet and kept walking. He’d done so good at avoiding the trio, and here he was seeing two of them back to back. Still, he could count his blessings --- he’d yet to run into Bex. “Women sure do know how to hold a grudge,” he muttered, partially under his breath, though he wanted her to hear. To push her buttons a little more, since her existence pushed his. “I didn’t ask, Bubbles. If you want to be a dumbass, that’s not my problem.”