Gale Buck Cleven was an even tempered man for the most part—but those RAF men were just so full of themselves. He hadn’t really meant to get into it with one of them, and really hadn’t meant to drag Bucky into it—but, things hadn’t seemed so bad when Gale was looking up at the ceiling of the bar, nose throbbing, and the one thing he can focus on is your pretty face leaning over him.

He’d have done it all over again just for that sight alone. “Are you okay?!” you had exclaimed, panicked.