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"C'mon, Steve, it'll be great!" Bucky says cheerily, arm tightly around Steve's neck. "(F/n) brought along her friend, told me she's the sweetest person you'll ever meet."

Steve sighs, doesn't reply, because he knows he'll lose this (Y/n) to Bucky, just like every other girl who had accompanied Bucky's date. So he doesn't get his hopes up Bucky strides up to two females, one significantly shorter than the other.

"(F/n), (Y/n)!" Bucky shouts, letting go of Steve and stands proudly in front of them.

"Hey, Bucky," Steve's assuming the (h/c) woman is (F/n), judging by the way she easily hangs onto Bucky's shoulder.

"This is my pal Steve I was telling you about. The artist with the best skills in all of Brooklyn?"

(Y/n) turns to Steve, who's already munching on a bag of peanuts, hoping to distance himself as much as he can because he knows how this'll go. She'll give him a fake smile, then attach herself to Bucky's other arm and Steve'll be alone.

But what surprises him is that her smile looks genuine, and he nearly drops the peanut he's holding.

"Yeah, let's give them some time to get to know each other," Bucky wraps his arm around (F/n), leading her away as Steve smiles right back.