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the Struts: Young and Dangerous
"WE'RE ON FIRE BURNING DESIRE RUNNING THROUGH THE WI-IR-IR-IR! HIGHER HIGHER HIGHER! YOUNG AND DANGEROUS NOTHING CAN CHANGE US-"
the song stops suddenly. Y/N looks over at the door to her bedroom as she pulls on her top. "Bucky! What the hell?" Bucky pulls your phone off the shelf and looks at the screen. "Fire; part one" he says, shaking his head. "This is what you and Sam paid 90 bucks each to see, y/n?" He takes in the glitter on your face and overly smudged eyeliner, as well as freshly dyed hair. "What?" You ask, crossing your arms. "You look like you're gonna leave me for the drummer or something," he says, looking you up and down. You blush, suddenly aware of your boyfriend seeing you dressed up like you would for all of the 14 concerts you've been to. It's the first time he sees you look like this. Buckys phone vibrates. "It's Sam. Hold on."
Sam canceled on you. "Aw...wait. Bucky! You have to come with me!!! It'll be so good for you, it's gonna be so fun!"
Bucky looks almost scared as you take his hand and pull him to your vanity. You take out the gold spiller glitter and smear some on his cheekbones and apply some eyeliner to his bright blue eyes. "Y/n...what about my arm?" You shrug and give him some biker gloves.
***
You get to the concert just as Nick Perry is finishing up his set.
The stage crew start to clean up after Nick's set and set up for The Struts to take the stage.
You squeal loudly as Primadonna Like Me opens up and Bucky spends most of the concert watching you. By One Night Only, he's completely absorbed in your dancing, jumping, and singing along. You take his hands and pull him to dance with you.
You get so lost in dancing with him and Luke's voice and just...everything around you when the start of Could Have Been Me plays, you can't believe the concerts almost over.
Your 15th show was the best one yet. The ride home is a bit quiet.
Until you hear Bucky humming. It's soft at first and then its full on singing from both of you, belting out One Night Only.
You're still almost drunk on the singing and absolutely giddy from seeing them with your boyfriend for the first time.
"So," you muse, "how was your first concert since the 40s?"
Bucky snorts. "You mean my first concert. I couldn't get into concerts back then."
"Okay," you giggle. "How was your first concert?"
"Magical."
"The Struts are always magical."
"You are magical."
"So, Bucky, shall we let our bodies talk?"