Bucky wasn’t the most outgoing guy. He hated small talk and fake smiles. When someone tried to impress him, his resting bitch face only got worse until he simply walked away. Sam kept teasing him about how he would never find a partner if he kept acting like this. Which actually made Bucky think. Was he ready for a relationship? And if yes… how would he ever meet someone slightly normal?

Sam’s answer was: dating apps. But Bucky refused to download one. He always compared it to grocery shopping and maybe he shouldn’t date anyways. But then, he finally lost a bet against Sam, downloading the first app that popped up in the app store with a frown and a mood that was so bad it lasted for three days. After he typed in his name, he was staring at the ‘date of birth’ field. He wasn’t even able to type in a date after 1925. He put his phone away and didn’t touch the app for the next week.

The next time he tried it, he just went with 100 years old, hoping that it would scare everyone away. It didn’t. He was overwhelmed by the responses and messages he got. He immediately wanted to delete it, but then he saw your profile picture. He stared at it for a little too long until he closed the app again.

One night, when he got a little too tipsy on Thors asgardian mead, he decided to message you. “Hey. I don’t really know how this works. I just downloaded this because I lost a bet. But then I saw your picture, and uh… you kinda make losing feel worth it.”

He regret it immediately and after he stared at the message for three minutes, tried to unsend it; but was too late.