December — ℬucky barnes ˚❅ · Y/n story by @grandelatte

New York City in December was a spectacle of lights and noise. The Union Square Holiday Market hummed with the chatter of hundreds of strangers, the air thick with the scent of roasted nuts, mulled wine, and pine.

Unknown

I'm here. Blue beanie. Looking for the person who's been making me smile all week.

You looked up. A man stood about twenty feet away, scanning the crowd. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with a dark blue beanie pulled over unruly dark hair. His jacket was worn leather, and his metal hand glinted faintly in the fairy lights.

???

catching your eye, a slow, tentative smile spreading There you are.