#bucky: *is dying*

[martianbugsbunny]

We're not feral enough about the fact that Bucky's last word when the Snap happened was literally just Steve's name

#like come on guys #he's dying and he uses his last breath to call out to steve #he looks to Steve when he's afraid #he believes if there's anyone who can either save him or comfort him it's steve #and the horrible part is that he died so quickly Steve didn't have a chance to do either of those things #stucky #Bucky barnes #Steve rogers #Steve x bucky #Bucky x steve #marvel #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #avengers infinity war #infinity war #martianbugsbunny ships

[moonveilwaters]

I know he is pointing the gun at us BUT OH MY GOD HE IS SUCH A BABY BOY

#BUCKY I LOVE U SO MUCH #MY BABY #IM DYING HE'S SO CUTE #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #catws

[steveybucky]

The fact that Steve has that look of complete shock and says “Bucky?” in a tone of utter disbelief because he thought the person he loved most in the world was dead and gone and was never coming back so much so that he drove a plane into the ocean only for Bucky to look at him void of any recognition or emotion and steve then says in the most heartbreaking voice “he looked right at me and didn’t even know me” in a tone only comparable to after he watched bucky fall to his death is something that has haunted me for 10 long and hard years

#stucky #bucky barnes #steve rogers #captain america the winter soldier #catws #marvel #steve and bucky #I am overflowing with emotions and I have nowhere else to express them #ignore me if you must but I’m dying a little

[hogans-heroes]

HC that once they’re back home, Gale starts wearing Bucky’s clothes, mainly on rougher days. He likes having that reminder that he’s not alone, that makes him feel warm and safe, especially because he can get away with it in public where most people won’t notice his shirt is a bit too loose around the shoulders. Bucky always notices right away though; has since the first time he caught Gale and teasingly asked if that was his shirt only for Buck to quietly hum while rubbing the fabric between his fingers with this indescribable look on his face that had Bucky feeling overwhelmed. It ends up leaving him feeling a little extra protective after that, especially with how it shows off flashes of delicate collarbones and how the sleeves cover everything except Gale’s fingertips. One time he even finds Buck bundled up in his new “hated” Sherpa jacket and he can’t help laughing when Buck just looks back at him like an angry kitten even as he ducks further into the coat.

Anon you have made my entire year with this and I’m so sorry I didn’t get to it sooner! My HEART IS MELTED JUST LIKE BUCKY OMGGGG😭😭❤️❤️

I’ve seen photos of Austin in shirts/sweaters that’s are big on him, over the hands and falling over collarbones and it’s the sweetest thing ever you are so right that Bucky would be overwhelmed with emotion and protectiveness!! And having Bucky’s clothes and scent would be so comforting to Gale IM EMO. I so want to see this in a fic, someone please, I beg you.

#mota #masters of the air #buck x bucky #clegan #thanks for the ask! #too emotional I’m DYING

[becca-e-barnes]

heyy!! can you do a dbf bucky caught masturbating? only if u wanna obv~!

No honestly bc the thought of a man masturbating is way too hot, it makes me so weak 🥵

I've probably talked about this before but it's delightful to imagine him staying over in the guest room of your house for a while and when he thinks the house is empty, he's taking some time for ✨self care✨, not knowing that you're still home.

I always imagine he's so vocal too so when he thinks he can be as loud as he wants, he doesn't hold back.

He's surprised at how badly he needs this, taking his time at first with just a few leisurely strokes. He's rock hard in no time, his hand wrapped around his own length, doing everything he can not to think about you.

Fuck, it would be so wrong to think about you. He knows it would. It's wrong to think about kissing up your bare legs or sucking bruises over your collarbones. It's wrong to imagine how you'd look on your knees for him, begging him to finish on your face.

No matter what he does, that's all his brain wants to come back to. He can almost hear how sweet your little moans would be when he rubs your clit.

You'd be such a good girl for him. He knows that and he loves it.

There's no harm in letting himself give in a little. As he gets hornier, precum drips from his tip and he's only focused on imagining how gorgeous you'd look beneath him, lost in pleasure the way he is.

He hadn't even considered that you might still be home. As far as he knew, you were planning to go out with your parents so he was safe to groan your name the way he wanted to.

Heat pools between your legs at the sight of him on the bed in front of you. The guest room door hadn't been pulled shut completely and when curiosity got the better of you, you were beyond surprised to see Bucky laid out on the bed, stroking his own cock and whining your name.

"Such a good fucking girl for me." His voice was loud enough that you could hear every word.

His hand moved faster, soft breathy moans tumbling from his lips and hanging in the air.

Your panties were soaked. Rational thought had all but left you. Pure need buzzed in the pit of your stomach and there was no doubt in your mind that you'd summon this image of Bucky every single time you felt like touching yourself for at least the next 3 months.

The decision seemed to come naturally to you and before you'd really thought about it, you'd pressed the door open and stepped inside, settling on the end of the bed.

Bucky sounded startled. Understandably. His cheeks were flushed, desperately trying to cover himself and make apologies at the same time.

"Bucky, please." You almost sounded timid while you prized the blanket from his grasp. "Can I taste you?"

He swore he had to be dreaming. This couldn't be real. You weren't actually asking that right after he'd spent so long imagining it. Is this how manifesting works?

"Are you sure?" He asked, not missing the way his dick throbbed when you nodded enthusiastically.

Bucky pulled the blanket back, grasping his dick again, stroking slowly. He swore he'd never forget the sight of your tongue pressed to the tip of his cock, looking up at him before you swirled your tongue around the head, gathering as much precum as you could.

"Oh fuck, that's it. Such a good girl for me, holy shit." He's lost in the feeling and he couldn't tear his eyes away from you, even if he wanted to.

Your lips wrap around his tip, sucking gently while he continues to stroke himself and he swears he's going to lose it. You hum your approval at a fresh bead of precum gathering over his tip but it's not there very long before you've licked that up too.

He forces himself not to imagine how pretty you'd look with your tongue or your face painted with his cum because if he does, this is over. He's determined to make that a reality but not just yet.

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #dbf!bucky #dad's best friend bucky #I have had this obsession with seafood recently #more specifically shellfish #it's probably all the seafood boil videos on tiktok #I've been dying to try lobster #and I really want to try oysters #so I've booked a restaurant for next week and I am SO excited #I've been doing loads of evening shifts in my second job recently #and I probably won't get to go on a holiday this summer #but tbh I think I'm more excited about this #a couple of nights away in a hotel with a hot tub and a sauna #reading some books in a coffee shop #and dinner in a restaurant I've been dying to go to 😩 #eugh I'm so excited

[chasingmidnights]

Feels Like Dying

Title: Feels Like Dying 

Prompt: “Every time I see you it feels like dying. Except, I know I’m alive because it hurts so much.” 

Summary: You finally tell Bucky how you feel. 

Warnings: angst; Bucky Barnes (I feel like he deserves his own label, alright!); heartbreak; love confession; unrequited love; pining; and I think that should be everything! I apologize if I miss anything but you are responsible for what you read! 

A/N: This is a piece that I created for the Boxofbones Writer’s Camp event held by @boxofbonesfic! I hope you all enjoy it! I had fun going through the editing process and learned quite a bit! Thank you for hosting such a great event! 

Wordcount: 1,254

You walked into the common room of the Avenger’s compound and froze. You recognized that laugh. You’d know it in a room full of people. It belonged to Bucky Barnes, your best friend. One of the things that you loved about Bucky was his laugh, it was contagious. A small smile attempted to work its way onto your lips but faded at the sound of hers. Great, she’s here, you thought to yourself and you rolled eyes. Taking a deep breath, you force yourself forward. You wanted a snack and you’d be damned if the sight of Bucky and his girlfriend would stop you from getting one. You hoped they wouldn’t notice you. You thought back to when Bucky first started dating Leah. 

You had begun to notice small signs that something was going on with him. He would smile more when he texted and every time your curiosity grew. He would disappear for hours and come back as if he had only been gone for a few minutes. He became even more protective over his phone and wouldn’t let anyone touch it. Even you. You knew something was up but couldn’t quite put your finger on it. 

Then the day came when he wanted you to meet her. You'd arched an eyebrow up at him, asking him what this was all about. His only reply was a smile, and he’d led you out of the Avengers’ compound. When the two of you got to the restaurant, a young woman instantly smiled at the sight of the two of you. She waved you over and Bucky pulled you along to the table. You’d never seen him act so excited with someone, except for maybe you. Bucky had let go of your hand and greeted her with a kiss. 

Your heart sunk at the sight, and you couldn’t quite figure out why. It wasn’t until lunch was nearly over that it dawned on you like a ton of bricks.

 You had feelings for Bucky. 

And it was because of those feelings that you hoped neither Bucky nor Leah would notice you as you crept through the common room. But fate wasn’t on your side. 

“Hey Mouse!” Bucky called out to you. A smile pulled up at the corner of his lips. 

You willed yourself to walk over to them, doing your best to mirror his expression. The last thing you wanted to do today was be a third wheel. If you had known that they were in the common room you would’ve taken a different route to the kitchen. You know this place like the back of your hand, you would’ve found a way to avoid them. 

“Hi Bucky, Leah. What’s up?” 

Bucky tilted his head at you. You knew he could sense that you were uncomfortable by the tone of your voice, it was lacking the usual chipper quality. The two of you were best friends, he knew you inside and out. 

“Just hanging out, care to join us?” 

“You know, I would, but I have a bunch of reports that I need to get done. I was just taking a small break for a snack.” You flashed him a pained smile. 

Did he just look sad? Surely he’s not upset that I said no. He has Leah after all.  

“Oh okay.” Bucky replied. “I guess I’ll see you around later.” It almost sounded like a question.

“Of course Buck.” You give him a small nod of reassurance. 

You leave, your chest tight and swallowing back hot tears. Honestly, you wished you were in Leah’s spot. In fact, you didn’t realize you had feelings for Bucky until he had introduced Leah as his girlfriend. You suffered silently for months as you watched him be happy with someone else. Every time he asked you to hang out with them, you came up with some kind of excuse to explain your absence. You were so lost in thought as you entered the kitchen that you missed the sound of footsteps trailing after you. 

“Mouse, what was that back there?” Bucky asked, you could tell he was upset by the sound of his voice, it was strained and tight like he was holding back. 

You pulled out a bag of popcorn, glancing over at him before putting the bag into the microwave. He was leaning against the counter and had his arms crossed over his chest. You could feel his eyes burning into you as you avoided his gaze. The sound of the popcorn cooking provided release from the tension that filled the room. You continued to stare into the small window of the microwave as you spoke up again. 

“What are you talking about Buck?” 

“You know exactly what. All that bullshit about reports.” He let out an exasperated sigh. “You have been acting weird for months now and I can’t figure it out! Please, just tell me what’s going on.” 

Oh, he was not happy. You should’ve known that this was bound to happen eventually. You run a hand over your face before you turn to him. Bucky began to tap his metal hand on the countertop. You could feel heat beginning to form in your cheeks from being so worked up over this whole situation. Before you could even stop yourself, you said the first thing that came out of your mouth. 

“Fine, then how about this, I’d rather be doing other things than watch you two make lovey eyes at each other. Is that more acceptable?” Your voice was laced with sarcasm. He did not appreciate that, you could tell by the look on his face. 

“What, do you not like Leah?” He uncrossed his arms and put a hand on his hip as he waited for an answer.

You scoff at his inquiry. “She’s fine, I guess. I just don’t feel like being a third wheel all the damn time, is that so hard to believe?” 

“Come on Mouse, stop with the shit. Look, I can tell you don’t like her, you never hang out with us, no matter how many times I invite you.” His voice stern and his expression serious. 

Well, you might as well be honest with him. You take a deep breath. 

“You wanna know why?! It’s because I wish it was me that you were with, not her.” Your heart was already starting to race, the words continued to spew out. “It kills me every time I see you two together!” You paused to catch your breath. “Every time I see you it feels like dying. Except, I know I’m alive because it hurts so much. That’s how much I like you!” You hated the way your voice cracked, like the weight of your words was too heavy for it.

You stared at Bucky, your eyes locked together as the shock grew over his features. Tears began to gather in your wide eyes the longer he remained quiet. A sniffle escaped and you wiped away a fallen tear. You knew this is what would happen. The air around you grew thick as Bucky continued to stare wordlessly at you. You needed to get out of here. You felt like a complete idiot for spilling your guts to your best friend like this. 

“Right, well. I’ll just leave.” He would have said something if he felt even remotely the same. 

Tears continued to fall down your cheeks as you rushed past him. You left  before the timer went off, in too much pain to stand there any longer.

#boxofbonesfic writers camp #boxofbonesfic challenge #boxofbonesfic #feels like dying #bucky barnes #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x reader #sebastian stan characters #sebastian stan #bucky barnes fandom #marvel #marvel characters #marvel fanfiction

[ex0rin]

long haired & bearded Bucky in Endgame - that's it, that's the post

#cara gifs #bucky barnes #sebastian stan #i always thought that was the same jacket #bucky wearing it to tony's funeral and then to his own #or i mean to cap leaving him again which is close enough to dying #ANYWAY #it's different! #(BARELY DIFFERENT) #jesus bucky how many of those do you own? #this wasn't my intent with this gifset btw #just wanted gifs of him in endgame

[thatsrightice]

@winniemaywebber here’s the quote from the book + another section for context because it wouldn’t fit in one reply :)

— — — — —

In the Air Force, a flyer wanted to be "hot." He wanted to be able to handle his liquor and his women. When he got his picture taken, he wanted to look like a rock," short for "hot rock." When a rock went into the air and put on his radio headset, the stiff top of his hat kept his headset from fitting close to his ears. So out came the stiff wire circular grommet.

It never went back in, and the hat with the "hundred mission crush" was born. The more disreputable the hat, the better for the rock.

…

Back at the hotel I went into the bathroom. Buck naked, I stood before the mirror. I put the hat on. I tried it at several angles, over one eye and then the other. I pushed it back, with just the appropriate carelessness.

"Crosby," I told myself, "you are a rock."

Harry Crosby in his memoir, A Wing and a Prayer

#EDIT I ADDED A PICTURE OF CROSBY #I literally screamed when this scene came on like actually the face they included it had my dying #harry crosby #mota #part 6 #Harry Crosby is a dork #but we love him anyway #Buck naked you say? #I feel like there’s a joke to be made there about Buck/Bucky lol #mota spoilers #masters of the air #mota musings #a wing and a prayer #quotes

[the-dove-is-recuperating]

In the past few years I’ve been seeing increasingly outlandish takes regarding the MCU’s role in Bucky’s (and to a lesser extent Steve’s) characterization, both in the movies and the comics. They all start from a premise that I generally agree with:

The Captain America movies set up what is in essence a love story, romantic or otherwise.

In view of that love story, Steve’s Endgame ending makes very little sense and was at least partially motivated by the Russos’ homophobic reaction to the Stucky fandom.

The MCU’s portrayal of Steve and Bucky has since affected their portrayal in the comics.

However, people seem to have lost sight of the fact that Stucky as an even remote possibility has only ever been an MCU thing. But because so much of the fandom proceeds from the basic idea that “movies bad, comics good,” I have now seen multiple people claim that the movies made the comics homophobic … because there is still no Stucky in the comics?

As someone who loves Bucky in all his iterations and especially the way these iterations have impacted each other, I just really want to set the record straight:

Stucky is an MCU thing. Soft Bucky is, at least originally, an MCU thing. Bucky as Steve’s only reason for doing anything is … you guessed it, an MCU thing.

You can’t decry the MCU bleeding into comics and simultaneously complain that Steve is still hanging out with Sharon Carter. I mean, you can, but that would be just fucking silly. Steve/Sharon is the comics doing its own thing, without any regard for the MCU! In fact the very reason that CA:CW’s sad attempt at making Steve/Sharon happen failed so abysmally was because Bucky had already taken her place by then.

The original comics’ Bucky was a little kid who (for whatever unfathomable reason) was allowed to fight in WWII. Later on, Ed Brubaker aged him up to teenager and created what was in essence a new character: the Winter Soldier. MCU went further and blended that new version of Bucky with a minor (but pretty revolutionary) character from the 80s: an openly gay Jewish man called Arnie Roth.

Arnie’s backstory, revealed in a two-page flashback in Captain America #270, goes something like this: growing up in New York he was scrawny Steve’s bigger and stronger best friend and protector from bullies. As a young adult he was also ostensibly a ladies’ man, while Steve decidedly was not. Sound familiar?

However, the similarities end there: Arnie and Steve drifted apart before Steve became Cap, and while they briefly reconnected during the war, they did not actually fight together. Plotwise, Arnie does end up filling the same damsel-in-distress slot that MCU’s Bucky does, but his role in Steve’s life never becomes as outsized as MCU Bucky’s. Steve has his love of his life (at the time), and Arnie his.

Moving on to Winter Soldier era, I have now seen people claim that Brubaker aged Bucky up to set up Stucky, and I can hardly express just how patently absurd that take is. Both Steve and Bucky in his runs are almost aggressively straight in that their respective relationships with Sharon and Natasha play a big role in their lives.

What’s more, the early 2000s Brubaker was, unfortunately but unsurprisingly, not free of the period-typical homophobia. In his “director’s cut” commentary he says that his main problem with “Cap in the late 80s and early 90s” was that “they [had] completely sissified” him. Now, what he meant was that it was an unrealistic portrayal of Steve as someone completely unwilling to kill, given what he must have had to do in the war. But that wording is hardly a hallmark of someone who could even conceive of Stucky back then. That he has now, almost twenty years later, liked some Stucky tweets or whatever is completely irrelevant. His views have evolved, and you can see it in his more recent writing too (which I love, by the way). And he must recognize that the MCU Steve and Bucky are different characters from the ones he wrote. You can’t possibly write comics for Marvel and not have made peace with characters having multiple, sometimes conflicting iterations.

#stucky #bucky barnes #arnie roth #marvel #mcu #meta #stucky is an mcu thing #apparently I’m dying on this hill now

[livingincolorsagain]

Thinking about Sam and Bucky going on a mission where they have to pretend to be a couple, and it goes well expect for the part where someone recognises them and takes a picture of them standing all close and smiling (kissing? They’re professional and they’ll do anything for the job!).

So, they’re trending everywhere and when they’re back home, people start coming up to them and asking when did that happen and congratulating them.

Bucky doesn’t deny it, he just shrugs every time and says nothing, and it’s good, because now the number of people flirting with Sam is down to nearly zero and Bucky is no longer fighting for his fucking life at every turn.

Sam? Well, he smiles whenever someone mentions it, saying Bucky is his partner and best friend. He doesn’t exactly deny it either, if for no other reason than the way Bucky’s now more open with his affection, and Sam doesn’t want to lose that.

So, they’re not dating, but they’re not not dating.

Except, they definitely are, and neither realise it until someone asks Sam on a date and Sam goes, “no, I can’t, I have a boyfriend— oh.”

#sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #a writes sambucky #sambucky headcanons #sambucky goes hand in hand with the oblivious idiots in love trope and this is the hill im dying on

[lost-shoe]

Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

Whumptober 2022

No. 8 EVERYTHING HURTS AND I’M DYING

#whumptober2022 #no.8 #everything hurts and I'm dying #marvel #gifs #dailymarvelstudios #marveledit #marveledits #dailymarvel #bucky barnes #buckybarnesedit #dailyteamcap #dailyavengers #sebastian stan #sebastiansource #sebstanedit #stansclan #mcuchallenge #buckybarnesource #marveldaily #dailymarveledit

[smertzimy]

@theprice-cffreedcm Moved from here

Steve watched Bucky sternly, quiet for a brief moment as he collected his thoughts, though he wasn't intentionally trying to drag things out. "Were you going to tell me, or just keep avoiding this entirely? Is this why you didn't wanna talk to me?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Bucky lied, he had a good idea what this was about but he really didn't want to talk about it. Honestly he was hoping he could just have avoided it or..... Left the country. Which ever happened to happen first. "What's going on Steve?" Sam, it was totally Sam who had cracked.

#V; Two kinds of hearts #theprice cffreedcm #BUCKY IS DYING HERE

[bubblessunshinehoney]

Not me droolliiinnnnnggggg 🫠🤤

#sebastian stan #bucky barnes #why this man is so hot #look at him #the glasses #the hair #the outfit #im dying #melting #ughhhh #please i want someoje just like him...is it to much to ask #hot hot hot #hottie man #drooling on my phone #tell me im not the only one #sebastian stan imagines #bucky barnes imagines

[wntrsnat]

I remember this rarely but I cry every damn time.

#Clintasha #winterwidow #buckynat #natasha romanoff #bucky barnes #Clint Barton #616 clint barton #Hawkeye 616 #marvel comics #earth 616 #616 #marvel #explore #secret empire #casual #chitchat #sobbing #dying inside #crying

[becca-e-barnes]

Hey Becca U got any thoughts on subby winter soldier

Why tf is that so hot? Like the thought of him leaning into every gentle touch, totally desperate for attention.

He’d really enjoy giving in to pleasure because he wouldn’t let himself do that very often, not that he's given the chance very frequently anyway. He’s definitely not used to allowing his body to feel so when he does, it brings an all consuming kind of release.

And I don’t think he’d particularly care what you want to do to him. So long as you’re touching him, giving him little soft praises with the promise of an orgasm at some point, he’s more than content.

It’d take a lot of teasing to fully break him though and a little part of him loves to get that pathetic. He loves to lose control of himself, hearing himself whining and begging, his whole body taught from being edged for too long. “P-please, ma’am. Oh God, please, don’t stop this time.” The thin sheen of sweat on his furrowed brow glistens slightly as he squirms under your touch. Your hands have been relentless, lubed up and insistently tugging on his weeping cock.

All that militant self control is gone. Every shred of the stoic soldier you know has melted away under your touch. He’s back to being a man consumed by the sensations his body needs to feel and it’s the most freeing mindset for him, even while being denied. “No, Soldat. Not yet.” You hardly recognise that stern voice as your own because it’s just so easy to fall into this role with him.

His little whimper is pathetic, his abs taut as he babbles that he can’t take any more. You know he can though. He can because he has to. You’re going to make him.

His eyes are squeezed shut, refusing to watch how your hands are touching him so you take the opportunity to lean over, spitting on the tip of his length, rubbing circles over the tip with the palm of one hand, letting your spit keep him nice and slick.

“Oh no god, please. Ma’am, that’s too much. Oh God, that’s good.” He sobs, sounding so beautifully broken. His back arches, unsure if he needs to you to stop immediately or never ever stop.

“Get off on this. Cum all over yourself, Soldier.” Your hands keep working at a steady pace, one jerking his base while the other rolls over his tip. It’s methodical, almost mechanical compared to the very human response it’s eliciting.

He doesn’t need to hear the same command twice, that’s for sure and it’s not long before his hips are bucking up into your soft, slick hands.

“Thank you, oh God, thank you.” He’s totally gone, cum coating the flat of your palm in a seemingly endless stream. It drips from your palm, down his shaft, adding to the spit and lube you’d used and knowing he’s made such a mess of himself just makes him cum that little bit harder.

After he’s spent and quivering, cleaned up and beautifully pliant, he’s so needy, clinging to your body, needing to feel close and cared for even just for an hour or two.

#asks answered <3 #anon #becca writes spice #winter soldier smut #sub!bucky #i got carried away with this #in other news: ‘dying breed’ by the killers SLAPS #it’s such an incredible song #but I just don’t have any words for how spectacular Ronnie is on the drums in that one #he’s unstoppable I love him #i feel like that song showcases his talent so well

[chasingmidnights]

Feels Like Dying, Part 2

Title: Feels Like Dying, Part 2 

Summary: Bucky realizes his feelings for you and has to tell you right away. 

Warnings: Angst; Bucky Barnes (he should definitely have his own warning label); Sweet, fluffy moment at the end; and I think that’s everything that you should look out for. I apologize if I missed anything but you are responsible for what you read. 

A/N: A little celebration piece for reaching 100 followers. Also, a lot of people were wanting a part two so I’m delivering! I hope you all enjoy this little short piece. Also, this isn’t beta read or anything of the sorts so any and all mistakes are my own. 

Wordcount: 887

Bucky was still standing in the kitchen, long after you had left. He was still in shock at your confession. How could he have had no idea that you had felt that way towards him. God, he was such an idiot. It wasn't until Leah came to check on him and gently placed a hand on his right arm that he had finally snapped out of his thoughts. He smiled gently at her as she looked up at him, concern written all over her. 

"Hey, is everything okay? You've been in here for quite a while." 

Bucky had to clear his throat to get his words out. "Um, yeah, of course." 

He watched his girlfriend as she raised an eyebrow up at him.  She clearly wasn't buying it but she nodded her head as she spoke up. "Well, I've got to get going. Apparently one of my coworkers called in and no one else can cover their shift. Are you sure you're okay?" 

‘Perfect,’ Bucky thought to himself, 'Now I can find Mouse and explain myself. I hope it's not too late.' 

"Yeah, everything's fine. Have a good night at work." Bucky did his best to reassure Leah.

Before Leah left, she pressed a kiss to his cheek and he returned it with a tight lipped smile. Once she was gone, he bolted out of the kitchen and went straight to your room. When he found it empty, disappointment washed over him before he thought of another place you might be. You had several places throughout the compound that you liked to go to when you felt overwhelmed or just needed to escape. He even knew the ones outside of the building and in the city. He would check every place he could think of to find you. Place after place he came up empty handed and was starting to feel defeated. Like he had already lost you and he couldn't. He shook the thoughts from his head as he checked another place, only to find it empty. He was on his way to another secret hidden spot of yours when he bumped into Steve and Sam.

"Hey Buck, slow down. Where's the fire?" Sam chuckled. 

Bucky let out an exasperated sigh, he didn't have time for Sam's antics. So he just stared at him for a moment before he spoke up. "Look, have either of you seen Mouse?" 

He watched as they both took too long to think, causing Bucky to start tapping his foot. 

"Can't say that I have Buck. Is everything alright?" Steve asked in return. 

Before Sam could say anything, Bucky cut him off. "I just have to find her before it's too late." 

Bucky then took off running down the hall. Sam and Steve looked at each other with worried expressions on their faces before they took off after Bucky. They helped him search and just as Bucky turned down another hallway, he halted, stopping in his tracks. The action caused Sam and Steve to bump into him. There you were, walking down the hallway with Tony Stark. The word "transfer" caught Bucky's ears and it stung him to the core. That's when it dawned on him, his feelings for you. If you left, sure he would survive without you but that's all it would be, surviving. You actually make him want to live and be a better man more than ever. He couldn't lose you or have you leaving, he needed you around. The further you walked down the hallway, the more you slipped out of his grasp. So, he called out to you.  

"Mouse!"

You and Tony turned around just in time to see Bucky jogging up to you, a smile curled up onto his face. 

You looked him up and down as he panted. "Why are you panting?" 

"Because I've been looking all over this god forsaken compound for you." Bucky answered, still trying to catch his breath. "You can't leave." 

"Why not?" You crossed your arms over your chest as your face became serious. 

"Because, I love you." 

Before you could react, Bucky had his hands on either side of your face and he slotted his lips against your. You couldn't help but melt into the kiss as you wrapped your arms around him. When the two of you finally pulled apart, the other three people started whistling and making all sorts of noises of approval. 

"About damn time!" Tony exclaimed, a cheesy grin plastered onto his face. 

You couldn't help but giggle as you turned your attention back to Bucky. "I love you too Buck."

A big, toothy grin formed on Bucky's face as you spoke those words to him. Sure, you had said them before but now they had a whole new meaning. He pulled you closer to him and gave you another kiss and kissed you as if his life depended on it. When he pulled away to catch his breath, he reached a hand up to your cheek and began to gently caress the smooth skin. He pressed his forehead against yours, he couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Sure, there were some things that they needed to figure out but all of that could be done later. To him, this felt right and he wanted the moment to last as long as possible.

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