#bucky barnes x hazel hamilton

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Title: One More Dance - A Unkept Promises Drabble Author: Ruckystarnes Characters: Bucky Barnes, OFC - Hazel Hamilton Words: 2,491 Rating: G Warnings:  Floof Written for: @anyfandomgoesbingo | @flufftober Prompt/Square: N4: Mistaken for a Couple | Day 21: Kiss for Good Luck

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Hazel didn’t want to look at Bucky as he led her on the dance floor; she was afraid her anger would be melted away by his charming smile and bright eyes. She was angry at him for joining the war that had nothing to do with him, even though she had volunteered to help in France at their hospitals, but that was because she trusted Bucky to be there to keep an eye on Steve so he wouldn’t do the very thing that Bucky had done.

“C’mon Hamilton, you can’t stay mad about something that can’t be changed,” Bucky stated, his hand leaving her waist to twirl her outwards only to bring her back towards him. She lost control and her body crashed into his softly as his hand returned to her, his fingers splayed across her back. She shook her head to rid the few blonde strands that flew into her face, annoyed that some had stuck to her lipstick. Before she could, Bucky’s hand dropped hers and gently removed them from her lips, brushing them back. 

“I can and I will, James.” She meant her words to be seething, showing her disdain for his actions, but it came out as a whisper. His hand found hers again and began swaying her around as the music changed to a slower tempo. He still held her close to him, something that made her cheeks burn and she hoped he would think it was more of her being angry at him than the bashful feeling she had.

“Aw, Haze, don’t be like this,” he replied and she could feel his fingers flex at her back, “Steve will be fine.”

“You promised to watch out for him while I’m in France. I leave in four days,” she replied heatedly, eyes narrowing. “James, you and I promised Sarah to look after him. Who’s going to do that if we are both away from New York?”

“He’s eighteen, Haze, that’s an adult.”

“But he gets into fights and if we are both gone, who is going to patch him up, hm? Do you think you could ask Becca to do that, give her that responsibility? Or your mother?” 

“You know if I ask, Ma would take care of him,” he replied, “she treats Steve like a son like how Sarah treated you like a daughter.”

Before Hazel could retort, a young redhead walked up and tapped Bucky on the shoulder. “Mind if I cut in?” he asked, his eyes shifting to Hazel with a glint that made her crinkle her nose ever-so slightly. She didn’t know that Bucky saw the small motion but his response was welcome.

“Nah, I think she’s good with me, pal,” he smiled and spun so the young man was behind her. She didn’t see the redhead make a gesture to Bucky nor did she hear him mumble any of the words that Bucky could hear because she was giggling slightly too much.

“Enjoying yourself Hamilton?” Bucky asked, looking down at her with a cocked grin. 

“I would have danced with him,” she managed out, sighing with a smile.

“Oh sure, and your nose scrunch wasn’t you feeling any bit uncomfortable about dancing with him.”

“You made it seem like we are a couple, which we are far from,” she quickly whispered, her eyes darting around the room. She noticed Steve and Becca were dancing, which made her smile slightly before she saw the redhead again.

“So what? Embarrassed to have people think we are together, Hamilton?” 

Hazel fought the urge to cuff him on the back of the head, the way Sarah used to do when she found out he and Steve were up to no good. 

“No,” she ground out, eyes narrowing at him, “more like you go out of your way to make sure I stay single for some reason.”

“Nah, just want to make sure you aren’t wasting time with the wrong guy.”

“And what was wrong with this one?” She tried to step back, pulling her hand from his, but he held her firmly to him, his hand gripping hers.

“He’s not your type,” he replied matter-of-factly.

“You don’t know my type.”

“It’s not that.”

“Fine,” she rolled her eyes, “What is my type, James? Hm?”

“Not him.” He smirked at her as he spun her.

She had enough of his cocky self and pulled her hand from his and started to stalk towards the coat room. She could feel him following her, his footfalls in sync with hers.

“Just leave me alone, James,” she sighed.

“Anyone ever told ya that you roll your eyes loudly?” She could hear the smirk in his voice. 

Hazel tried hard to keep herself from turning around as she got her coat, pulling it on as she made her way towards the door. She had had enough with Bucky ruining any chance she had with a guy, even if it was just dancing. A part of her felt horrible for leaving Steve at the dance hall with Becca, but she needed air, and possibly a cigarette, the latter she had back in her apartment.

“C’mon Hamilton, I’m just joshin’ with ya,” he stated, his hand resting on her shoulder. 

She rounded on him, her hand brushing away his before resting on her hip, the other pointing a finger at him. “I am tired of you acting like I need saving from every single man in Brooklyn,” she stated heatedly. “He just wanted a dance. A dance, James. It wasn’t like he was asking me to marry him.”

Bucky was about to say something but she pressed her finger to his lips, eyes narrowed. “Here’s the thing, Barnes. I don’t want to be an old maid that all the kids make fun of in ten years. I want to find a guy, settle down, and have a few kids. But you and Steve make that very hard to do.” She turned away again, walking down the street towards their apartments, with all purposes to end the discussion. To her dismay, he followed her.

“Haze, stop,” Bucky pleaded with her.

“Leave me alone, James,” she groaned, rounding the corner.

Again, his hand rested on her shoulder, fingers curling slightly to dig into her coat to stop her in her tracks. “I can scream,” she seethed as she tried to pull out of his grasp, but he didn’t let go. “James, let me go,” she stated firmly, her threat dying as she reached up, trying to loosen his grip. He had a way of wearing her down, to get her to cave to his demands and ploys. She turned towards him, his fingers finally letting go of her coat, but his hand remained on her.

“I’m sorry, Haze.” His voice was low, eyes soft, a look that Hazel knew too well, but it still was a weakness of hers. “Can I at least walk you home? Ma would kill me if I let anything happen to you.” He tipped his hat downward with his free hand, head bobbing down as to hide the blush creeping up from his neck to his cheeks.

“She won’t kill you,” Hazel sighed, her hand coming up to his and taking it from her shoulder. “She didn’t when you told her you were joining the fight.” 

“Oh, I got a good tongue lashing for it, but she conceded that I was an adult and I could do as I pleased. Besides, you know it would be different if my Pa was still alive.”

Hazel nodded, knowing full well that if George was alive today, Bucky wouldn’t be joining the army unless the government threatened him with arrest. He was a nice man when he wasn’t staring down a liquor bottle, which had caused his ultimate end. Bucky took a lot of beatings from his father to keep his sisters and Winifred safe. 

She opted to change the subject as George Barnes was still a wound that was fresh. “I still don’t like that you are leaving Steve without anyone,” she countered. “He doesn’t listen to me.” 

“Hamilton, at this time of my life, I swear you’re just going to be mad at me regardless of what is going on and what I say,” Bucky grunted, looking down at where she still had a gentle hold on his hand.

“I’m not always angry with you,” she retorted, dropping his hand to cross her arms in front of her, her brows knitting together.

“You are mad at me because I joined the army,” Bucky stated, ticking his one finger with the other, “and I apparently am ruining your love life.” He ticked another finger.

“You make it a point to them that I’m unavailable ever since Robbie McGraw asked me out ten years ago.”

“Robbie McGraw was an egg.”

“What about Greg Shacklehoff?”

“Wet sock.”

“Nick Graves?”

“Greaseball.”

“Marcus Stanslowski, Henri Leferenz, John Katz?”

“Twit, grifter, scrub.”

Hazel didn’t hold back and swatted him in the arm several times as she pursed her lips. “You’re a scrub, you twit.” Her hits weren’t hard, but the continuous hits did sting her hand. She waved it as she stepped back, practically growling under her breath.

“You know, Becca told me once that you scare off guys that want to date her. I’m not your sister, James. Steve’s either. I can take care of myself and I am allowed to make mistakes with guys and my life.” She started to walk down the street, feeling him next to her as they made their way towards their building.

“I don’t see you as my sister,” he replied softly, his hand brushing against hers briefly. Hazel looked at him, his face as shaded by the street lights and the fedora he wore.

“And what do you see me as?”

He didn’t look at her, but nodded at the older couple they passed and murmured a ‘good evening’ to them. Hazel could hear the older lady say what a lovely couple they were to her beau, and she knew Bucky heard it too. She could feel heat rise in her body, her mind yelling at her to stop, reasoning that she and Bucky would never be more than friends. 

“You’re my friend,” he replied after another minute passed, “you and Steve—you two know more about me than Ma does.”

“I doubt Winifred doesn’t know everything,” she scoffed, “Mothers know things about their children when the children think their mothers don’t know.”

“Possibly,” Bucky hummed, his hand stretching out to let her round the narrowing corner before him. They walked in silence until they were a block away from their building.

“I’m sorry, Hazel,” Bucky stated, offering his arm to her as they crossed the street. Bucky using her actual name took her back a bit; it was something he rarely ever called her, settling for her last name or the awful ‘Haze’. She didn’t press him about  why he was apologizing, knowing he wouldn’t give her an answer.

“It’s alright,” she replied, looping her arm through his. She walked with him to the building, her body, again, heating up at the slight intimate gesture. She didn’t let go of his arm as they walked up the stairs with no further conversation, until they got to the apartment she shared with Steve.

“Thank you,” she smiled slightly, knowing Sarah would come back from the dead to poke her in the ribs if she didn’t thank Bucky for escorting her home. She pulled her arm away, a part of her body wanting the closeness not to end; she blamed it on the fact she was leaving in four days, and she wasn’t sure if or when she would ever see Bucky again.

“Breakfast tomorrow?” he asked, his voice soft as he removed his hat. A brown lock fell forward, curling on his forehead. 

“Are you taking me out or implying you’re eating my cooking?” she asked, a small chuckle mixed with her words. She resisted the urge to brush the lock away from his forehead, but she liked the disheveled look that he usually sported during the day.

“You don’t mind?” he asked, the corner of his mouth tugging upwards.

“Never,” she smiled, “bacon, eggs, and toast. See you at seven?”

“Sounds good,” he replied. 

Even with the set plan, neither moved to go to their own apartments. The two of them shifted and looked at each other, both seemingly to have words to say but unable to to say them. Hazel bit her lower lip before looking down between them, their toes pointing at each other. She took a deep breath before looking back up at him, her eyes focusing on the lock of hair still curled over his forehead.

“Just promise to come back alive after all of this?” she whispered, her hand moving slightly upwards, but she pulled it back before she did something that crossed a line.

Bucky gave her his trademark smirk, but it didn’t reach his eyes like it normally did. “For you, Hamilton, I’ll try my damndest.” 

Hazel silently chuckled, shaking her head. “See you in the morning then.” And before she could stop herself, she leaned forward onto her toes, and kissed his cheek ever-so slightly. When her heels touched the ground again, she looked down at the ground, her face heated with embarrassment at what she had done She expected Bucky to make fun of her for it. But when she brought herself to look at him again, his fingers were touching the spot where her lips had touched his skin, eyes wide and mouth agape.

“Wh–what was that for?” he asked, his voice light and dream-like.

Hazel felt her heart hammer in her chest, her body heating uncomfortably as her mind raced to come up with the reason for the gesture.

“Um, for—good luck,” she managed out, her eyes finding his again. “In case I forgot to tell you that before we part.”

He gave her a small smile, and she could see red creeping up his neck again. “Well, thanks, Haze. I’ll see you in the morning. I figure Steve and Becca should be home soon. How much do you want to bet that he gets into a fight?”

She couldn’t help but smile at how he had eased the awkward moment into something familiar.

“Want to join me for a smoke before they get home? I won’t tell Winifred,” she offered, turning to unlock her door.

“If you don’t mind my company,” he smiled and followed her into her apartment, heading to the large window that she usually sat by while having a cigarette. She could hear Bucky in the kitchen drawer, finding the matches and the pack of Lucky Strikes before joining her. He handed her the green pack, a cigarette already between his lips. He had his lit and offered the half burning match to her when she pulled out a cigarette for herself.

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Title: Alone for Christmas, A Unkept Promise Drabble Author: RuckyStarnes Card: B105 Rating: Teen Event: @buckybarnesbingo Square: U1: Hot Water Characters: Bucky Barnes, OFC!Hazel Hamilton Ship: Bucky & OFC!Hazel Words: 584 Warnings: fluff Summary: Steve is in the hospital recovering from an asthma attack, and Bucky comes by to spend Christmas with Hazel. Type: Moodboard | Drabble Image Credit: Ana March

Hazel was alone this Christmas. Steve had a horrible asthma attack that the at-home treatment didn’t help, which had Sarah calling a friend to help her take him to the hospital. That was two days before Christmas Eve, and here she was sitting alone in their apartment drinking tea by the register reading The Hobbit that Bucky had lent her. It wasn’t ideal, but she didn’t mind. It wasn’t the first time her adoptive family had to be split up for holidays when Steve was as sick as he was. Between his asthma and his heart, it had become a norm for her the five years she had been living with them. She had seen Steve last night, giving him his gift she had bought for him (a pack of baseball cards for the Dodgers), which had brightened his demeanor immensely. Sarah had given her a hug and told her to call the Barnes’ if she needed anything, not wanting Hazel to be out in the cold more than she had to.

So there she was, reading and enjoying the ambient noise of the street below as everyone was making their way over to family or friends for holiday festivities. She just got to the part where Bilbo had found a ring lying in a cave when a knock sounded at the door. She looked at her watch, curious as to who was bothering her at six in the evening.

“Hamilton, I know you’re home,” called a voice behind the door, making her sigh with slight resentment. 

“James, don’t you have a few more days of Chanukah left so that you don’t need to bother me?” she replied, marking her page and getting up to open the door. A cheeky teenage face greeted her, and before she could protest further, pushed past her and into the apartment.

“Ma wanted me to check on you, make sure you have something to eat.” He held up a brown bag. “Matzah ball soup. She made enough so that you can have a few bowls or if Sarah and Steve come home.” He walked over to the kitchen area and pulled out two bowls from the cupboard. “She said I should visit so you won’t be alone and vulnerable.”

“She’s not concerned about me being vulnerable around you?” she asked with slight annoyance. 

“Only one girl ever thought that and that would be you Hamilton,” he countered as he put soup in each bowl and handed her the one that was more full. He reached into the bag and pulled out a small wrapped bundle. “Also, latkes. Becca wanted to share some of her chocolate that Bubbe gave her.” He reached into his pocket and held out two small wrapped candies.

“I don’t need the charity, James,” she stated softly, her eyes focused on the bowl he had given her.

“It’s not charity,” he replied, “not when you are practically part of the family. Becca sees you as an older sister since we lost Hanna. And Ma? She’s like Sarah. If she could, she would adopt all the kids in Brooklyn and give them a home. Eat. You look skinnier than Steve.” He handed her a spoon and took his bowl to go sit by the register. 

Hazel followed, chewing her bottom lip. “Tell Winifred thank you,” she whispered, taking her seat in her chair again and began to eat the soup.

“Just because we’re Jewish, and you’re Catholic, doesn’t mean you have to spend your Christmas alone.”

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