"Let me in Steve." Bucky asked again.

Like hell Steve was going to let Bucky in so he could see how red Steve's face is from the confession. Steve didn't believe what Bucky had just told him, why would anyone look at skinny Steve rogers? Even Steve himself hated his own body so, why would anyone else like it? Bucky was the boss for SHIELD, he could have any man or women he wanted, probably people who are a lot more attractive than Steve. Steve heard Bucky sigh and Steve said.

"It's fine Bucky, you don't have to life to me." Steve was answered with silence so he figured that Bucky had decided to leave.

What Steve hadn't expected was five minutes later for Bucky to walk into his room with a scowl on his face and say.

"Why would I lie to you?" At this point, Steve, had gone back to his art work hoping that it would take his mind of what just happened but since Bucky asked Steve replied.

"Well you were, wasn't you?" Bucky sighed again and sat on Steve's bed and said.

"I'm not lying to you Steve, I've been thinking about for so long, you're the first person who had made friends with the most important people in my group. Natasha is fond of you she's never been so calm around someone new. Tony, let you work at his bar when usually you must go through months of training even to step behind his bar. Clint hasn't threatened you once, you are part of my group even if you don't know you are. Now tell me who has made you think so badly of yourself, I will make them pay." Steve rolled his eyes and decided just to ignore Bucky and hope that he would get bored and leave. He couldn't believe Bucky no-one looked twice at Steve so why would Bucky? Steve glanced at Bucky who grinned and said.

"You can ignore me all you want Steve, I'm not going to leave until I get an answer from you." Steve just glared at Bucky before going back to his drawing.

Half an hour later and Steve wanted to stab his pencil into Bucky's throat. It wasn't that Bucky was going or saying anything. Steve could just feel Bucky breathing down his neck and it was getting on his nerves. All Steve wanted to do was get on with his art and forget all about what just happened.

Bucky started to tap his fingers on Steve's bedside cabinet and that was when Steve snapped and turned to Bucky saying.

"What the fuck do you want with me Bucky? I am not some idiot who will fall for some stupid compliments." Bucky smiled and Steve and replied.

"Hey, I finally got your attention. I know you aren't an idiot and I'm not trying to treat you like one I'm just tell you the truth." Steve rubbed his forehead and gave all his attention to Bucky and said.

"I don't know what you want from me Bucky, I'm just some skinny guy who found you in an alley and decided to help you. What is so important about me that you keep coming back?" Bucky chuckled and replied to the question.

"That's exactly the reason I am so interested in you Steve. You stopped and helped me, no other person would have done that, they would have looked at me and gotten on with their day. You aren't just some skinny guy to me. You have such a big heart and in this place, that is rare to come upon and since I've found something so rare in a person I don't want to let go. I really do like you Steve, please let me show you that. Give me a chance and I will show you I'm not lying." Steve sighed and said.

"And how are you going to show that you like me?" Bucky smiled brightly, probably because Steve had taken his bait and said.

"Let me take you on a date, nothing fancy since I'm sure you'd have a fit if I spent too much money on you."

Steve doesn't know why he agreed to go on a date with Bucky. Well he did; it was to get Bucky off his back, But, now as he stood outside in the parking lot of his apartment complex he was starting to feel nervous. Bucky had said they wouldn't be going anywhere fancy but still Steve felt underdressed, only wearing a blue shirt with his nicest denim jeans and when Bucky finally came to pick him up and got out his car Steve felt even more underdressed. Bucky was wearing a white shite, waist coat, black pants and a pair of shiny leather shoes and Steve guessed that whole outfit cost Bucky more than Steve monthly rent. He looked good and Steve wasn't going to lie about that, the way that shirt hugged his arms made Steve's mouth water and don't get Steve started on how those pants fit Bucky in all the right places. Steve asked to get his mind off Bucky's body.

"You said to wear casual clothes." Bucky chuckled and replied.

"I did say that but the meeting I was in went on a lot longer than I expected and I didn't want to be late so I had to do with wearing my clown outfit." Steve shrugged and said.

"I guess I can forgive you, where are we going anyway?" Bucky tapped his nose and said.

"Now that's a secret. Come on if we don't get going soon we'll be late." Steve huffed and said.

"You booked us a table at a restaurant, you said it wasn't going to be anything special." Bucky shrugged and replied.

"I don't remember saying anything about it not being special."

Getting to Bucky's car Steve glared at Bucky who was giving Steve a shit eating grin and Steve said.

"I swear if we are going somewhere fancy that costs more than $20 I will punch you." Bucky smiled and started up the car and said.

"Let me just look after you this once, it doesn't look like you've had a good meal in a while, let me spoil you just this once." Steve crossed his arms and said.

"I swear to God Bucky if I look out of place I am walking straight out and going home." Bucky glanced at Steve out the corner of his eye and said/

"You look amazing, you'll be the best looking one in the whole restaurant." Steve scoffed and looked out the window, totally not so Bucky wouldn't see Steve's red cheeks.

Steve was going to stab Bucky and bury his body where no one would find him. The goddamn traitor ended up driving into New York to go to some fancy restaurant. So now Steve was ignoring Bucky who was trying hard to get Steve into a conversation by saying.

"Please Steve, I want to treat you, don't get pissed at me." Steve huffed but kept looking out the car window."

Yeah, Steve was really going to stab Bucky. Bucky ended up parking outside one of the poshest restaurants Steve had ever seen. Steve could feel the money in his wallet screaming at him to run. Steve asked Bucky.

"What are we doing here Buck?" Bucky grinned and replied.

"This is where we are eating tonight." Steve stared at Bucky for a couple of seconds and said.

"You are kidding me, right?" Bucky shook his head and said.

"No, I said I wanted to treat you, so why not bring you to my favourite restaurant?" Steve rubbed his forehead and said.

"Because the food will cost more than everything I own!" Bucky laughed and said.

"Don't worry about money for tonight Steve, I'll look after everything." Even though Steve wanted to be angry at Bucky because he didn't need someone to look after him but Steve felt his heart warm at Bucky telling him that he'll look after Steve for the night. No-one had looked out for Steve since his mother died and Sam went to basic training. Bucky pushed Steve by his shoulder and said.

"Come on Steve, we'll be late." He then said.

"I promise you, you won't regret this." Steve really hoped that was going be true.

Writers notes:

So i guess I should say some things about me which can effect my writing or how quickly these will come out.

I am a university student who is coming up to finishing my first yr so I'm super busy with exam prep and writing essays ;_; they suck lmao
I work nights so that can really effect what goes on with my writing

Also I guess the biggest thing that effects my writing is; I'm dyslexic so it can really show in my work with spelling and grammar mistakes so I do apologise because I do not mean to suck so bad at writing. Idk why I write fics tbh it's embarrasing how much I suck at them