TW:There may be slight mentions of mental illness, weapons and violence, kissing, and in later chapters NSFW content. Also probably Mischaracterization.
A nice Italian place, a candle, some wine, and a first date. They were laughing over somethinf stupid before Bucky cleared his throat, "So um, I never asked how old you were." Leanne wiped her mouth with a napkin before putting it down, "right, sorry, gosh um I am thirty-two." His eyes widend for a second "damn you look pretty young for your age, are you into all the skincare stuff and allat?" She giggled a bit and gave a downward smile as she shrugged "eh sorta, I like makeup and all that but sometimes I'd rather just use some baby wipes to get it off. It's terrible for my skin, I know. I'm defientley one of those people who sees a ton of skin care stuff online and buys it then never uses it because I'm lazy" she laughed softly and so did he, "I'm actually pretty bad with the internet, technologies not really my schtick." She nodded "Yeah I can tell from how you text!" They both laughed. He felt good, he'd been anxious at first but thank God he'd went up to her in the shop. This was nice. This dinner, this date, this girl. He smiled and leaned forward on the table "so, you're name. Usually whenever I hear 'Leanne' it's the middle name of someones grandma." He teased, "Usually whenever I hear the name 'Bucky' it's an overweight, gas station, beaver. But here you are" she shot back and intertwined her fingers. He put his hands up and pulled back from the table "alright alright you got me there." She looked at her plate before talking "but uh really my name is from my grandma." He burst into laughter and rubbed his face as she giggled before he sighed. He looked over the table for a second before realizing, she'd had a few drinks. Almost as many as him and...she was fine. She caught his eye and spoke "I've got a pretty high tolerance, my 20s were a crazy time." He nodded and shook it off before smiling again. He felt like that had made it awkward so he asked a random question off the top of his head, "so um are you a family lady?" She met his eyes and rubbed her neck "um yeah sorta, I mean I like kids and all I just don't want them and I...I was never too good with my parents." He nodded, "ah, I'm sorry. They must be some jerks." She chewerd her lip before talking, "dead actually." His jaw almost dropped, he felt like total crap. He rubbed his face "oh shit I'm, I'm so sorry Lea I didn't mean to-" "No no, don't worry at all. I actually hadnt talked to them since I was 14 so its not a really hurtful thing." He chewed his lip, shit he'd made things awkward. He just nodded and cleared his throat untill she talked again "Sorry...I'm...I'm just a very open person." He shook his head, "it's fine I swear I just felt like I was..yknow messing this up, I haven't been on a date in a long time." She picked at her fingers "me neither....lets just...talk about something else, whats your favorite show?" They had a great night and he walked her home, smiling while he stood in her doorway and she held his flesh hand. "I had a great time tonight." "Me too...I wanna do this again." She nodded before leaning in a bit and when he didn't pull back she wrapped her hand around the back of his head and pulled him in fore a quick kiss. He kissed back and she pulled away looking down and giggling slightly, blushing a lot. "Text me um...Text me when you get home." He nodded, he couldn't hold in his smile as he stepped back from the doorway "Night Lea." "Night Bucky."
A few weeks later, they'd had some nice dates. A few good calls. Things were going well. She was currently in the shop writing off inventory until Bucky tossed someone through the window, she screamed before he yelled, "DUCK!" She immediately dropped to the ground right before sams shield came flying in and hit the plant shelf behind her. It came falling down and Bucky almost jumped to stop it from falling on her but she grabbed the side to hold it up. He stared for a second in shock, it looked heavy and it was almost as if she read his mind. "It's lighter than it looks I swear!" He nodded before tying whoever he had thrown insides hands behind their back. "I'll pay for the window." Later that night she was cleaning up the shop when he walked in and cleared his throat, walking behind the desk, "need help?" She carried a large pot to the back "I got it." She shrugged as she walked back. He nodded and put his hand on the plant shelf, giving it a tug. The damn thing was heavy as hell and earlier it had plants on it...he stared at it until she came out, "my place?" He cleared his throat and nodded, "um yeah yeah." As they walked out he looked back at that shelf.
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