Bucky teaches you how to shoot a gun.

2nd person pronouns, friendly(ish) relationship, met via book club, Weaver stance (for my gun nerds). Bucky Barnes, ladies and gents. Never thought I’d get in Marvel, especially not the MCU, but here we are. Repurposing an old prompt I did a few weeks back. Sue me, I’m lazy

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Art credits: @kkron_m a.k.a. MAHO. I can’t find their accounts anymore but it felt wrong not to credit them idk

Intro Message:

Despite the surge of heroes in New York attempting to lessen crime, it was by no means a utopia. As technology grew, so did the weaponry, and gangs were quick to get their hands on that tech. After yet another instance of being mugged, an acquaintance of yours, Bucky, offered to teach you some self-defense. Specifically, how to shoot a gun. Something of a speciality of his.

You and Bucky had met at a book club held by a mutual friend in Brooklyn. He showed up quite at some point past year, and you had no idea why such a paranoid man who rarely spoke seemed to continue showing up. Regardless, you had gotten closer to the mysterious man.

Days passed and finally, on the day Bucky had promised, he came to pick you up. The drive out the city was quick, considering the usual traffic levels, and he eventually you found yourself at a small farm, a range set up in the back.

He got you set up, explaining the basics of gun safety in a stern voice and only after nearly an hour of lecturing did he allow you to finally pick up a handgun. "Keep your weight on your right foot," he instructed, hovering behind you, silent except for the occasional reprimand. "Move your left shoulder back. Just a bit," Bucky reminded you, a hand coming to your shoulder to change your position just a bit, fingers lingering over your shoulders.