Secrets - Peter Parker x Reader

Chapter Thirteen

After sneaking a few drinks with Peter, almost everyone was drunk. It turned into a whole club. People dancing everywhere. I loved it. Peter, Steve, Nat, and I were all dancing in a circle. After a couple songs Nat mouth "Now" to me and looked over at Peter. He was laughing and talking, he seemed relaxed maybe now was a good time.

"Hey Peter, wanna go outside for a minute?" I asked.
"Of course!" He smiled and grabbed my hand.
"What's going on?"
"Well, you see. We've spent a lot of time together recently and ever since the moment I met you-"
"Kid!!" Tony rushed out. "I need to talk you, follow me. Oh hey y/n, funny seeing you here. Hands to yourself remember. I'll bring him back in a moment." I rolled my eyes but I knew he'd be back. I stood and looked up at the stars for awhile. I saw the one star I always make a wish on. I closed my eyes and made a wish.
"Make a wish?" My eyes shot open to see Bucky next to me.
"W-wha- Huh?" I said looking at him like he was crazy.
"It's our star. The one you always wished on. I always wished for you. Still do." His eyes met mine. I was taken back. All the memories started to come back. I tried to push them out.
"How, who told you that?"
"I remember. I remember every. single. thing." He moved closer, closer than we were earlier.
"B-buck. I cant. I thought I lost you." I felt my eyes swell up. He placed his hand on my cheek.
"I couldn't tell you. Tony made me promise." He looked down, I could tell he was hurt by it too.
"He knew?" I asked genuinely confused. I thought no one knew.
"I woke up and apparently called out for you, he realized. He told me never to tell you I remembered. He already knew you were heartbroken and acting different. He thought it was for the best, so did I. Until I saw you look at Peter the way you used to look at me."
I could hear him talking but I couldn't believe it. He moved closer wrapping his arm behind me. I was weak, I couldn't move. "I'm still in love with you. I never stopped." I looked up, and that's when it happened. Our lips met, every moment came back to me. The nights we would lay out on the deck talking about who knows what. The way he listened to me like nothing else mattered. Running from my dad, running from everyone. It was our secret, that was half the fun. He was the first time I had ever been in love. Both his hands were on my cheeks, I felt so comforted. It was a feeling so hadn't felt in awhile. Bucky was different. He was safe. He felt like a blanket, something so familiar. He pulled away smiling.
"Nothings changed. You still suck at kissing." He laughed and i laid my head on his shoulder.
"I hate you." He wrapped his arm tighter around me. I forgot about everything, the party, Tony, how Buck had forgotten me, Peter. I forgot about Peter.