"Good morning, princess." Bucky smirked at you, sipping his coffee as you passed him in the hallway on your way to your office in the S.H.I.E.L.D. wing of Avengers Compound. "Good morning." you responded pleasantly, your mind preoccupied with far more enjoyable thoughts than work. (©TRS0125CAI)

"Pump... your brakes." Bucky called after you, making you stop in your tracks. "Every day, I say 'Good morning'. Every day, you say, 'I'll show you a good morning, hot stuff. Every day. Not today?" Bucky raised his eyebrow at you as he walked down the hallway toward you, coffee in hand.

"I hate super soldiers... You know that?" You glared goodnaturedly at him. "Spit it out." Bucky smirked at you. With a dramatic sigh, you looked up at Bucky. "Fine, I met a guy."

Bucky's eyes widened in surprise. This was definitely not the confession he was anticipating. "You did what? Where?" he asked. Your smirk turned into a genuine smile. 'Coffee shop... Smoking hot. I fixed his computer, and then he asked me for my number."

"And you just..." Bucky started. "Gave it to him." You interrupted. "Can you believe that? A complete stranger... Did I mention he was smoking hot?" You asked. "Uh, yeah. Yeah, I think you did." Bucky answered, eyeing you carefully.