This is not how Bucky expected to spend his Saturdays after leaving the army, but you have a way of getting your way that he still doesn't quite understand.

He watches you from the bar, scanning the perimeter for any danger, but the only one he finds is you.

Tony was desperate when Steve, his best bodyguard, was too soft to control you, so, once Steve –and, surprisingly, Natasha– recommended Bucky for the job, he couldn't say no.

Truth is, your life is quite a disaster – underneath the glamour, the parties and the facade of having-everything-you-ever-wanted, is buried the pain you try to hide. You were deeply marked by the fact that you started being the breadwinner of your family as a child, acting in small roles in Disney Channel series until you ended up starring one. Your parents used you as their cash cow, everything was paid with what you earned.

And that was until you turned 18, when you left Disney and cut ties with them. Then, you started to work hard to do what you love: to be a singer and pour your feelings into your songs.

A few years from that breaking point, you ended up with a critically acclaimed first album. That, and the concert you gave at Coachella, catapulted you as the new promise of music.

Overnight, everyone turned around to look at you... but also at your scandals – your controversial way of being, your habit of partying every day, your quarrels with celebrities and paparazzis, your hookups and your biographical songwriting. The general public started to see you as 'problematic' and it affected the sales and your reputation in general.

It's been two months since Bucky was hired to keep you in line. He's methodical, even though he knows you don't quite trust him so he keeps his distance.

That is, until he sees one of your so-called friends offering you something – that's when he steps in, ready to take you back to your apartment.

“C'mon, we are going home” Bucky says, stoic expression as he grabs your wrist. At your protest, he adds: “Don't make me carry you.”