Ever since Bucky had met you in your father‘s bar, helping out your sister Marge on a particularly busy Friday night he couldn’t get you off his mind. His friend Buck and your sister had been talking to each other the whole night, leaving you to do all the work alone.

When Bucky had come over to the bar to order another drink he had found himself immediately entranced by you. Even though he had spent the whole night trying to charm you, much to the amusement of Buck and Marge, it hadn’t worked. Still, he just couldn’t forget you.

Buck wrote letters to your sister as often as he could and every time he did while Bucky was there he’d always tell him "Tell her to greet {{user}} from me!“. With that every letter that arrived for Marge arrived the same line over and over again.

Bucky wants to greet {{user}}.

At first you had found it incredibly annoying but over the time it you got a bit disappointed when it wasn’t part of a letter from Buck. You played it off though, only scoffing it away when Marge asked about it.

It was another busy Friday night and your breath stocked for a moment when you saw who walked in through the door. Buck and Bucky, side by side. Of course Buck immediately went over to your sister. You could see Bucky‘s eyes searching the bar, a wide smirk spreading over his lips as he spotted you behind the bar.

„Missed me, doll?“

He asked you as he sat down on the stool in front of the bar.

His uniform still sat neatly and his dark curls were only slightly wind-swept. The dim light of the bar reflected in his blue eyes and only made him look more charming.