Warning(s): Cursing, Mentions of Sex, Drunk people and Tony.

Note(s): Reader is a prostitute. Her and Bucky have a really weird relationship after a series of events.
-This was halfway proof-read
-This took me like an hour and half to write so I hope you guys like it because I am honestly really proud of this one!
-I hope you guys have a great school year, those of you who start school around this time
-I love you💕 (Written August 7, 2019)

Pairing(s): Bucky x Female!Reader

Word Count: 2099 Words
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Y/N's Point of View-

Saturday. 11pm. Winter.

It was December so of course I had my holiday discounts. No I don't own a store- I'm more like my own employer.

I stood on the corner and leaned on the building, I watched cars drive by slowly. I narrowed my eyes a bit as I recognized the faces. I felt the sadness run down the street, many men trapped in dead end marriages sneaking out because they're too much of a pussy to leave their wife or because they stayed together 'for the kids'.

I scoffed as I saw a middle aged man stop when he saw me. He rolled down the windows and desperation grabbed onto me. I shook my head, he looked like could snap any minute and kill me, I didn't like his vibes.

"What's the matter?" He asked, he had a little slur, not as bad as some of the local drunks in this area.

"You need to go home to your wife." I saw the tan line on his left ring finger, "Um.."

"That bitch? Dina?!" He looked at me and started to get angry. He gripped the steering wheel, I walked inside the building, he was pathetic and I knew he couldn't get out of the car even if he truly wanted.

"Lightweight." I chuckled to myself and noticed I walked into a bar.

I wasn't skinny and I wasn't fat. My legs are big but not that big, my breasts are the same way. I have a little stomach but my body doesn't look right if I just get liposuction because of my ass. I like the way I look and judging my customers and my 'salary', they like it too.

I sat down at the bar and noticed a man walking over, he looked familiar. "Hello there." I chuckled softly at him.

He had on a jacket and had his hand in his pocket as if he was hiding something. I got a bit nervous and almost fell down, but I didn't.

He caught me..with his metal arm.

I tensed up at the cold metal, I felt goosebumps at the sudden change in temperature and noticed his face was as shocked as mine was. I smiled softly as if to reassure the both of us, "Hey, it's fine. Thank you."

"Y-Yeah." He nodded and let go of me after he helped me up.

"My hero." I teased and started to finish a martini because why not.

He chuckled softly, "You look interesting, are you from around here?"

"Interesting how?" I pretended to be offended and smiled softly, "Sadly, yes." I nodded and answered his question.

"I didn't mean it to be offensive." He smiled softly then looked down at his hands then back at me, "I meant you look interesting..not boring like everyone else here." He said.

I nodded and faced him, my legs crossed. "You're not from here. I get good vibes from you." I said.

"Thanks." He chuckled softly, "So what exactly do you do?"

"I get money from s-" I started.

He looked up at me, "Oh. So you're like them?" He noticed some hookers walking into the bar to pick up some drunk men who were willing to spend a little extra.

"Yeah, but you have to be sober to fuck with me." I looked at him.

"So no standards other than that?" He asked.

"Why are you asking?" I laughed softly, "I mean..don't have a bad vibe or look like you're going to kill me or act peculiar, then we're good. You have to show me the money upfront, you leave without paying and my girls will come after you." I sipped another drink and smiled softly at him.

"I'm just really curious." Bucky nodded, "How long have you been doing this for?"

"Not long, a couple of months. It's boring actually." I shrugged, "The same feeling almost every night, it's more like charity work at this point except the only good cause is..sexual gratification for them?" I shook my head.

Bucky chuckled softly, "So what have you been doing before that?" He asked.

"Stripper." I said, "It was fun. I left when the guys got too touchy, it wasn't worth putting up a fight, they were regulars and my boss didn't care."

My eyes flashed blue, I know it did because I saw my own reflection in the glass.

Bucky looked at me, "You have powers."

"I guess so. The flash colors according to my mood." I said.

"So...if you're hor-"

"Pink." I didn't want to hear the rest of his question.

—

I woke up at 7am, early Sunday morning. I stretched and moaned softly as my back suddenly felt a million times better. I rubbed my eyes and looked around the room. This was not my room.

I jumped then looked at the muscular man beside me. I was halfway naked and so was he.

'Maybe we were going to do it but we passed out?'I thought to myself.

I tried to get out of bed to collect my clothes off the floor, my shoe was on the lamp, "....How?"
I heard someone knocking on the door.

'Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!' I screamed internally and went to hide in the walk-in closet. I turned the light off and curled up.

"What happened here?" I heard the voice of a man laughing, "You finally did it."

'Was that Tony Stark?' I gasped and I guess I made too much noise. I heard footsteps cole closer and the closet lights came on before the door opened.

"He got a hooker!" Tony laughed then introduced himself.

"I know who you are. Where am I?" I asked.

"In the wonderful Stark Tower." He smirked.

"Ugh..where's the exit?" I asked.

"I could show you..but isn't it better if I get to know you?" He asked.

"You eat food more expensive than me, just please show me the exit." I said.

—

When I got to my studio apartment I started cooking my favorite food. I stood in the kitchen area and watched it cook. I heard my phone going off, I took the iPhone off the charger and looked at it.

Bucky: Hey.

I rose a brow then texted back.

Me: Hey
Me: Do you know what happened last night?

Bucky: Not really. I remember little fragments.

Me: Fragments?

Bucky: Yeah. Little pieces of the 'event'.

Me: So what can you tell me about it?

Bucky: We got into a cab. Then suddenly we're at the tower. Then we make it to my floor then my room. Then we're making out and stripping. Then that's where I blacked out.
Bucky: I woke up this morning hearing Stark saying 'She left' over and over.

Me: Yeah..sorry about that, I don't usually stay over
Me: Sometimes I leave right after it's done but I guess we didn't do anything, huh?

Bucky: Yeah.
Bucky: Are you free tonight?

Me: Always, why?

Bucky: I just really feel like I should get to know you better. It's a gut feeling.

Me: The gut is right most of the time

Bucky: Haha yeah.
Bucky: So do you wanna keep things casual or go on a date? I'm fine with both.

Me: We can go on a date.

Bucky: See you around 7?

Me: See you around 7.
Me: Here's my address.

I texted him my address and smiled softly, I finished cooking and prepared my food so I could sit down.

—

Bucky was walking home with me, he asked, "If we start..dating for real and you become my girlfriend..are you still going to be doing your job?" He asked.

I sighed, "You knew about me the first day."

"Are you still going to be doing your job?" He asked again.

"Probably not. Doesn't seem fair to the both of us." I kissed his cheek, he wrapped his arm around me and walked me to my door step.

—

Bucky and I have been dating for about 6 months. It's been an interesting ride. Sometimes I would stay over at his place or he would sleep over at mine.

Tonight was the night that he sleep over at mine. There was rapid knocking at my door.

I got up and told him to lay back down. He didn't listen, he was my guard dog. I smiled softly when I knew he stood up.

I walked over and opened the door. "Todd?" I asked. Todd was one of my old customers from about 8 months ago when I first started.

I quit about 5 months ago when Bucky and I truly got serious about dating. Bucky rose a brow.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" I pushed him off of me. He grabbed me again.

"I need you." He smelt like liquor which made me gag a bit.

"You're drunk. Get off." I pushed him off again and locked the door, sitting behind it and looked up at Bucky.

"How long?" Bucky asked, he sounded hurt, sitting on the bed and looked at me.

"What?" I asked, my voice cracked a little bit.

"How long have you been..fucking him behind my back?" He stood up and looked down at me.

"Bucky!" I yelled and got up, he looked at me. "I don't know how he got my address."

"Don't." Bucky sighed and left.

I sighed and watched him leave, I stood at the door and watched him.

—

It's been a weird couple of weeks, I was now a bartender, Bucky stopped coming to the bar, I looked at Tony walk in with Steve.

"What do you want?" I asked both of them bitterly and defensive.

"Buck needs you." Steve sighed and sat down.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He's blocked everyone out. He won't even talk to me." He looked at me as I made Tony's drink.

I slid it over to the shorter brunette and gave the rest of my attention to the other man. I looked into his blue eyes. "He won't talk to me."

"You haven't even tried." Steve said. "Please, after your shift come see him."

"Alright. I will."

—

I walked into the tower at 1am. I knocked on Bucky's door. No answer. I opened the door and walked in. I saw Bucky sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Fuck off, Steve." He said, his voice broken and hoarse.

I sat behind him on the bed and hugged him gently. He tensed up then relaxed a bit once he knew it was me.

I let go, "Bucky." I started crying, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?" He asked, he was only calm because he had been so broken to the point he couldn't so anything about it.

"Todd's a drunk. He's been with almost all the girls on my block. I got a restraining order. I haven't been with him in months." I said.

"How can I believe you?" Bucky asked.

"You've been with me for 6 months..I mean..I told you almost everything." I sighed. It was true, he was the only one I was finally feeling like I could open up to, he was the only one who saw my powers besides Tony, Steve, and Wanda- that one time.

Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don't wanna know, oh
But I know that I'm never, ever gonna change
And you know you don't want it any other way

I looked at him and just walked out. He watched me leave.

—

I curled up on my cold mattress, I missed his warmth, I missed his touch. I missed the sense of security and protection..love.

I heard someone knocking on my door. I got up and opened it. Bucky stood there.

He looked rough. I looked at him and touched his face. "Bucky..." I sighed softly.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and didn't say anything. I clung to him tightly.

Guess it's easier to stay.