Summary: After a night of heavy drinking, Bucky tries to piece together everything that happened. He vows never to get that drunk again
Written for: @buckybarnesbingo
Words: 978
Square Filled: U5- Never Again
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Warnings: Alcohol consumption, mentions of pain/ discomfort
From the moment Bucky woke, he felt like he had been hit by Thor’s hammer. Everything ached, his stomach was ready to be violently ill if he moved and someone was playing the drum solo to Wipeout on the inside of his skull. Judging by the groans around him, there were other victims from last night’s festivities or zombies had invaded the tower. Bucky didn’t really care if it were the latter as long as they made his death a quick one and put him out of his misery. He tried to ask if anyone else felt like melted death but it only came out as a garbled sound. It clearly must have been enough to illicit a response.
“Shh,” Clint hissed, clutching his head.
“Shut up, you’re practically screaming,” Tony groaned.
“What… what happened last night?” Bucky asked, swallowing the bile that had risen in the back of his throat.
“Don’t you remember?”
Bucky tried hard but there was a huge chunk of last night that was missing. Maybe if he followed the breadcrumbs backwards, they might lead a trail back to the beginning but that would have to wait until the pain behind his eyes subsided. There would also be a level of panic once he realised his metal arm was no longer attached to his body.
…
By the time Bucky’s hangover had turned bearable, he was finally starting to remember what had led to him drinking so much. Tony had a little party for all you Avengers which Thor had brought Asgardian ale to. It was fun for a little while but then someone had suggested a drinking game and that was the last part he could remember. You and Bruce had wisely turned in early for the night but with the group’s last two braincells leaving them, they got rather… stupid.
“Morning everyone,” you greeted.
The hungover Avengers greeted you like a vampire to garlic.
“I see we haven’t fully recovered from all the fun of last night,” you commented, making your coffee.
“Yeah, about that… What… what exactly happened?” Bucky asked.
“You don’t remember? No, that doesn’t surprise me. You would be horrified if you did that sober,” you giggled.
Bucky went white. What exactly had he done? As if reading his mind, you decided to start filling in some of the blanks.
“Let’s start with the voicemails, shall we?”
“H-how many did I leave?”
“It’s hard to say… between the voicemails, the text messages, and the videos, I lost count…”
“V-videos?”
“I’ll show you them after this,” you replied, playing the first message from earlier in the night.
Bucky: Hi, Y/N. I just want to say that I think you’re really smart for going to bed early and you’re also really pretty and…
Sam *in the background*: Dude just ask her out already!
Bucky: I can’t just ask her over the phone
Sam *in the background*: Ask her!
Bucky: No!
*Sound of thudding*
Bucky remembered Sam tackling him, trying to get him to confess his feelings for you. He wanted to confess, really he did but he didn’t think it’d be appropriate when he completely plastered. Bucky looked over at you to see you giving him a sly grin.
“What?”
“Nothing. Let’s move onto my favourite video…”
Bucky wasn’t sure he liked the way you said that. He could watch in horror as you played the video.
It started off with a little bad camera work before it came into focus on Bucky who was standing up on the bar.
“This one’s for you, Y/N,” he slurred, pointing to the camera.
The song The Stripper came on and Bucky started taking off his shirt. The others all cheered and catcalled and Nat cackled from behind the camera. Bucky took his shirt off and twirled it above his head before flinging it off to some unknown corner. He next tried to undo his pants and managed to get them open but then fell off the bar.
“You okay, Barnes?” Nat called.
Bucky gave a thumb’s up before falling back down.
The video ended there. Bucky felt absolutely mortified.
“Wait, so when did I lose my arm?”
“Hold on, I think I have the video where you were showing off…”
Bucky placed his hand on yours to stop you scrolling. Suddenly, all the stupid things he did last night in an attempt to win you over came back to him. Nobody stopped him, instead, they only encouraged it.
“I… I feel like I should explain…” he began but you placed a finger on his lips.
“No need. Often when we’re drunk, our most honest selves are on display…”
“Well, I am never drinking Asgardian ale and getting that drunk again,” Bucky sighed.
You kissed his cheek, making him look at you in surprise.
“I thought it was cute. A little misguided maybe but I guess you needed a little liquid courage to confess your true feelings,” you baited, hoping now that everything was out in the open he would tell you what was on his mind.
“Y/N, I would really like to take you out sometime…” he softly smiled.
“I’d like that too, Bucky,” you smiled back. “I’d kiss you but you smell like a dumpster fire…”
“No, no, I get it. We’ll go when I’m not feeling like death warmed over…”
“It’s a date,” you smiled, heading off to check on the damages left by the carnage that was last night.
Bucky was glad he could finally confess his feelings for you but he promised himself he would never get that stupid drunk again.
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