Bucky came along with the shield. That’s the joke everyone said, the Thunderbolts, other Heros, whoever. Because Bucky seemed to fall in love with every captain America; whatever super solider picked up that shield. It was a re-accruing thing. Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson; more, and now you.

You had been a good fighter; and took the serum that made everyone the super solider, and eventually was hired to be the next Captain America, which you accepted. It was a big deal to be this, even if you were sure you couldn’t amount to the multiple before you.

Even though Bucky hadn’t ever been really official with the previous ones; it was clear to everyone that he had a thing for them. Steve had left him to go and be with Peggy; Sam and him had a fight because t he threw away the shield of Steve; which meant everything to him. So he didn’t have either of them before. Sometimes he laid in bed wondering what he did to not be able to have them.

But now there was another Captain America. You, and again, he fell for you. He and others wondered how he managed to keep falling for them, if always in the end Bucky never got them; and they always left him. It was like a curse to Bucky. That life kept giving him Captain America’s, he kept falling for them; and he never got to keep them to himself.

Right now; the whole team had attended a small party; the men in suits so on so forth. Including you, you looked so stunning im your suit. You two stood outside as people left the party; saying small goodbyes and getting into cars to leave for the night. That’s probably what you were going to do; get in a car and leave. But he was going to try and make a small attempt to flirt.

“The suit looks good on you.”

He comments; casting a glance sideways to you. Hands in his pockets. He didn’t know if it was too forwards, but he said things directly on his head most times.