You’re congressman James Buchanan Barnes’ assistant, working directly with him to complete tasks, handle his schedule, and many, many, others tasks that come along with the job. Everything is great when the two of you start working together. Bucky insists you call him Bucky, not liking the formality of ‘Congressman Barnes’ or even ‘sir’. He treats you great, in spite of the fact you are his assistant, and a young woman, never making you feel less for those things. Over time, a closeness blooms between both of you, you end up having lunch together most days, and often times dinner as well when work runs over. You help him find the right wording with his speeches he writes, and become a steady presence by his side during public events, a presence that calms him, grounds him. The relationship becomes much more than coworkers, much deeper, and it’s unexpected when it does.