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40's Bucky

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"Thanks for agreeing to go on this double date with me y/n. I know it was sudden but my boyfriend invited his friend and asked me to bring someone to accompany the guy."

I looked at my hands and sighed, "You mean Bucky, and it's no problem."

"Bucky. As in James Barnes? Honey I broke up with him a month ago."

"Dot...  Why? Didn't he spend three dollars on you at Coney Island?"

"That was a year ago y/n, and it really doesn't matter. I just realized he wasn't for me. He's sweet, but I just don't think we were meant to be." Dot finally finished looking through her make-up bag. "Enough about that. Let's get you ready eh? Sit down. Sit down."

Before I can say anything she sat me down and began to curl my hair. I stared blankly at the window lost in my own thoughts. Dot and Bucky weren't together anymore. I hate to admit it, but I was always jealous of Dolores. She managed to steal the one guy I had been crushing on ever since I met him in first grade. I tried to be happy for them since they were both my dearest friends, however it hurt. They seemed so happy together too. Honestly this whole breakup is odd, and I'm surprised that neither of them had mentioned it to me sooner, or at least why I didn't notice sooner.

"Y/n... You in there?" Dot snaps her fingers in front of my face.

"Oh! Oh... Oh I... Well I. I'm fine. I'm just thinking is all."

She stood in front of me covering my face as she puts hairspray in my hair. "Perfect. Now I'm gonna start your makeup."

I really didn't pay attention as she put the makeup on my face. In fact I don't really wear makeup. In fact... I really don't go on dates either. The only few I had been on were all set up by Dot because she said if I didn't go on dates now, when would I ever go on dates? I guess she was somewhat right. The dates were... Okay... But they were never with the man I had fallen for the man that at the time I figured was eventually to wed my best friend. Now that they aren't together, I'm a little confused. It is probably wrong to want to just go to Bucky now and ask him to go steady with me.

"So... Why didn't you tell me you and Bucky aren't together anymore? Why didn't you tell me about your new boyfriend?"

Dot paused for a moment and sighs, "I don't know y/n. I guess I thought I had told you. I'm sorry. Also me and Fred met a couple of days ago. I think he might be the one." She squealed.

She's already moved on and thinks this Fred guy is the one. Wow. Love is a strange thing. However all I can still think of is Bucky. I hadn't seen him in a while probably since before the breakup. I hope he's okay. I can't believe I hadn't at least gone to see him. I guess I have just been to busy. Shame on me.

"There. Perfect. This guy's gonna love you. Now let's pick out your dress and accessories." She helped me up and we found the "perfect" dress and matching accessories.

"Speaking of, Dot, do you know who my date is supposed to be?" I questioned looking at myself in the mirror twirling my hair.  I waited for a while but she never answered.

"Great. We're both ready and looking amazing. Let's go." She grabbed her coat, and I simply walked out the door because I hardly get cold.

We walked for a while in the crisp December air and soon I was welcomed to an elegant restaurant with chandeliers, fancy furniture, pristine silverware, and a live jazz band playing softly as couples danced together on the dance floor. In that moment I felt extremely out of place. How did Dot's Fred afford all of this?

"Fred!" Dot walked up to the man I now knew was Fred. He totally looked like the rich type. Hopefully he isn't a snob, and hopefully she isn't just dating him for the money. I highly doubt the second cause Dot is like a sister to me; we've known each other forever even our ma's are friends.

"Ah. You must be y/n. I'm Fred." He smiled grabbing my hand before placing a kiss on the top. I could kinda see why Dot likes him. He is kinda charming, but, like I said, he is not Bucky.

"I'm sorry about your date. He's running a bit late." Fred looked concerned.

"No no. That's okay. It's no problem at all." I reassured him. After that a waiter escorted us to a table where only one seat remained empty for my blind date.

I politely ordered my food and water and chatted with the new couple. Eventually the food came. Still no sign of this mystery man that Fred hasn't even elaborated on though I've asked several times.

"Y/n... I am so sorry. I'm going to see if I can find him. He probably just got lost." Fred patted my shoulder. As he left I watched Dot look longingly at him.

"Go on. Go with him Dolores. I'll be fine." She looked at me and frowned.

"Y/n... Are you sure?"

"Positive. Now go." I shooed her to him. I honestly wish at this point I had brought a book or something.  I watched as couples danced and saw Dot and Fred pass by every now and then.

"Ma'am, would you like some dessert?" The waiter asked.

"No thank you sir. Perhaps some more water though please."

The waiter nodded and I thanked him. All to soon Fred and Dot came back with disappointed faces.

"We're sorry. We couldn't find him. We looked everywhere. We called him, but he must not be at home."

I looked up at them and I will admit I was a little upset. "You know what... It's alright. I think I'm just gonna head home now. Why don't ya'll just spend some time alone together and dance. I'll just leave my money on the table."

"Are you sure?" Dot said.

"Of course."

"At least let me pay for your meal. We're the ones that dragged you here."

"Fine. As long as I can tip."

"Agreed." Fred warmly smiled.

"We really are sorry though." Dot linked her arm through Fred's.

"I told you. It's all good. You both have a nice night." I placed the tip on the table and walked out into the Brooklyn night.

I found myself walking to Ed's diner for some dessert.

"Hey n/n! What can I get ya?"  Ed asked.

"Strawberry sundae please. (You can change it if you want to)"

"You sure you don't want some hot chocolate or something warm? It is cold out there."

"No thanks Ed. I just wanna drown my sorrows in ice cream."

He looked worried. As he began to make my sundae, he talked with me. "What's the matter y/n?"

"Well Dot has found a new boyfriend named Fred apparently. He seems okay, but his friend was coming so Dot wanted me to go as the friends date."

"He never came did he?"

"No. He didn't. What's weird is they never even mention what his name was or anything about him at all. To be honest, I really didn't want to go at all."

Ed gave me the sundae with a spoon and napkins and continued to talk to me as he cleaned the counter. "So then why are you sad?"

"I guess I might have been a little excited. I really don't know why, but the whole day has just been confusing to me. I just don't understand why Dot didn't tell me that her and Bucky broke up a month ago. I also feel bad that I haven't seen Bucky within the month. I feel like a horrible friend."

Ed stopped cleaning and looked at me. "None of that is your fault. I happen to know you are a very great friend. I know a lot about you. You are like the daughter I never had. You are kind and deserve the best. I also happen to know the best. When you get done, go to the park. Don't ask why and your sundae is on the house."

I didn't say anything, but I just nodded my head. I finished my sundae and headed to the park. I walked around the park wondering why Ed sent me here. 

"Y/n..." I froze in my tracks and turned around.

"Bucky..." He sat on a park bench looking out at the lake. He looked at me and smiled patting the spot beside him. I sat down and like usual he put his arm around me. At least before him and Dot were together.

"Um... Where have you been Buck?"

"Where I've always been doll. Here in Brooklyn. Living life."

"I... I heard about you and Dot... Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. In fact the breakup was mutual. She suggested it and I agreed. We just realized it wasn't meant to be. She likes that Fred guy."

I nodded and we both just kinda sat there looking out at the lake. I still was confused, but I tried to push it all away. I was shaken out of my thoughts when I felt something being wrapped around me.

"It's starting to snow and I didn't want you to get cold or sick." Bucky gave me his jacket and I thanked him. 

"You sure you aren't gonna need this Bucky?"

"No. I have my sweater on and I'll be fine."  I shook my head.

"No Bucky. I don't want you to get sick. Let's go to my house." I got up and pulled him with me. He swung his arm over my shoulder and walked in silence until we reached my house. I lit a fire and put Bucky's coat on the coat rack, and we both sat on the couch in front of the fire.

"So y/n, how have you been?" He placed his arm around my shoulder again and I leaned into his warmth.

"Alright. I guess. Dot just now today told me about y'all and Fred. She then said Fred was bringing this guy on their date and Dot was taking me so they could set up us or something. Maybe just an excuse to double date. Anyway we ended up going to this fancy restaurant and basically the guy ditched. So I left early and here we are. Other than that I've been fine. Also I am sorry that I haven't bothered to show up at your house and bug you like usual. I guess I've just been so caught up in stuff that I got lost along the way."

At this point I looked back down at my hands.

Then I felt him softly touch my face directing my vision to him. "Darlin' you have nothing to be sorry about. Thing is... You know how Dot and I mutually broke up? So she found Fred, and well I found you. I'm just gonna go ahead and get it out. I love ya y/n. To be honest, I always have. I know it hasn't seemed that way, but I do love you. I just have seemed to notice it more as we got older. The only thing was... I was scared. I was scared that you wouldn't like me in that way, so when Dot got together with me I thought it would help me move on from something I didn't even try to go for. I realized that it wasn't good for Dot, for me, or for you. So no no matter what happens, I just want you to know I love you. I always have, always will."

I can't believe it. James Buchanan Barnes loves me, and I love him. At this point, I picked my head off his shoulder and I noticed the face he makes when he is completely serious and focused on the topic at hand. It's not that I didn't believe him, I believed in him wholeheartedly. It's just that after all these years I happened to learn about all his facial expressions. All the little things he did had meaning to them, and I made sure to remember with every new thing he did.

I looked hopefully at him leaning in to kiss his check. "I love you too James Buchanan Barnes. I have since the day we met. I guess I was just scared you wouldn't love me either."

He softly smiled and placed his hand on my cheek bringing me closer to him. "How could I not love you y/f/n? You're beautiful, intelligent, sweet, kind, humble, I could go on and on darlin'."

I blushed and smiled. "There's that cute blush. So what do you say? Will you be my baby doll?"

"I'd love to." I softly kissed his lips and before I pulled away he kissed back. When we pulled apart he was pulling his famous smirk. I kissed his cheek one more time before putting a pillow on his lap and lied down. I felt him put a blanket on me and run his hands through my hair.

"Go to sleep darlin'. You've had a busy day. I'll be right here when you wake up."

He kissed my forehead and continued to run his hands through my hair. Then he started to softly hum Sinatra. I felt my eyes begin to droop and soon I fell into a deep peaceful sleep.

I love you so much James Buchanan Barnes.

Okay. So I'm pretty sure that was my first 40's Bucky imagine. I'm sorry I haven't done more. I honestly love 40's Bucky. Heck, I basically love all the Bucky. It's just that when I write these, I wanna try to make them accurate as possible to the time they belong in. I think I'm gonna start writing what Bucky at the top of each even in my older ones, but I hopefully will try to write some more 40's Bucky and other time period Buckys. Such can be said for a fifties Bucky imagine I'm working on. Question. Would you prefer if I add the lingo/slang of the time or not? I was doing that at first, but it is a little time consuming so I've been thinking about taking it out and leaving it normal. I don't know. Either way I hope you enjoyed this imagine.

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