Complicated Love (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Chapter 9: The Future

I feel a warm breath hit the back of my neck, sending chills down my spine as I start to wake up. At first my senses were alert, not knowing who was behind me. But as I move, I hear a familiar groan and someone pulling me closer to their chest, which I instantly recognized as Bucky.

I turn around so that I'm face to face with Bucky, and I lightly caress his cheek, waking him up lightly. I see him smile and he starts to open his eyes. "Morning doll," he says, his morning voice showing massively.

"You're one big idiot Barnes," I say as I get out of bed.

"What did I do?" he asks, sitting up in my bed, revealing every inch of his abs.

"It's what you didn't do," I say. "You didn't leave last night. Now someone is going to see you walking out of my tent." I rush putting on my undergarments, knowing I need to give the files to the Colonel.

"I'll just say that I needed to talk to you really quick," he says, and I scoff. I put on my pants, hopping up to quickly put them on.

"With the clothes that you were wearing last night?" I questioned, pointing towards his scattered clothes on the ground.

"I basically wear the same thing everyday, doll. Everything will be fine, it's not like they'll kick us out," he says, rubbing his eyes to wake himself up and I laugh.

"Who do you think they'll fire? The male Sergeant or the female agent?"

"Good point," he says, while I start to put on my shirt. "Can I at least get a 'good morning the love of my life' or a kiss."

"Good morning the love of my life," I say sarcastically, and walk over to my bed to give him a quick loving kiss. "You're still an idiot."

"I'm fine with that, do you know why? Because I am your idiot," he smirks, and I laugh.

"Alright, I need to get to the Colonels tent and give him these files and then start getting the trucks ready," I say, pulling on my boots. "I gotta go. Get dress and meet me out on the field Sergeant."

"Yes, ma'am," he says, giving me a salute. I shake my head, hiding my smile, and made my way to Colonels tent. I gave the file to Colonel and now the real work begins. I, along with some other soldiers, started stocking up the trucks and getting ready to make our way to Austria. It was two hours before dark and we were meeting up with the Colonel while he announced the finalized assignments for this mission.

"The drivers of the trucks will go in pairs, taking shifts every 3 hours of driving. Dugan and Schmidt, O'Reilly and McCord, Aston and Washington, Barnes and L/n..." the Colonel continues and I look at Bucky in confusion as he continues to look forward with a small smile on his face. We didn't choose who the drivers are, or at least I didn't.

That sneaky bastard. "Alright. Everyone has their assignments. Get to work and good luck." I walk towards Bucky who was now smirking his ass off.

"You're good Barnes," I say as I walk past him. I walk towards the assigned truck we had and lean against it, waiting for all of the soldiers to pile in it. I see Gabe and Bucky talking for a second before the departure. Gabe eventually gets in the back of the truck and Bucky closes the doors of the truck and made his way towards me. "I'm taking the first shift."

I hop into the truck, getting in the driver's seat, starting it up. Bucky hops in next to me, obviously very proud of himself. "How did you hide that part of the file from me?" I ask, starting to drive.

"I thought it would be better if I paired up the drivers, it would give you less to worry about," he says, and I laugh focusing on the road. Bucky sits back, obviously enjoying the little ploy he made. "Well, I am just happy you are stuck with me this entire ride instead of some rando. We have a lot to talk about."

"What do we have to talk about?" I ask, smiling at his excitement.

"Life after the war. We haven't really talked about it yet," he says, smiling bright just at the thought of it and it made my heart melt.

"What? Like our wedding?" I ask, and he nods. "Alright, have you asked Steve to be your best man yet?"

"Of course I have. He's very excited about it," he says, and I wish I was there when Bucky told Steve about proposing to me. "What about you? Do you have someone in mind for your maid of honor?"

"I have a girl in mind. She's a co-worker," I say.

"What type of wedding do you want?" Bucky asks. I'm not going to lie, I have thought about this a lot. 

"Something traditional. A sweet ceremony and a big reception. All of our family and friends there, and I get to show you off to them," I say, making him chuckle.

He grabs my hand and interlocks his hand with mine. "I promise you, once this is all over, we will have our wedding exactly how you will like it. Whatever it takes."

"Whatever it takes," I say. He brings my hand up to his lips, kissing it softly. "What about kids?"

"A lot. Like a farm of kids," he says, making me widen my eyes in fear. "Maybe 4 or 5."

"No," I say chuckling. "I don't even think we could handle that many kids."

"We'll manage. Plus we'll have Steve. He loves kids," he says. "C'mon, imagine having a bunch of little me's and little you's running all around the place."

"How about 2," I offer. "I am going to be the person pushing them out of me."

"3," he says, looking at me with his gorgeous blue eyes and a small pout on his face. How could I ever say no to that face?

"Alright 3. That will work," I say, making him smile.

"We should have 2 boys first, then the girl as the youngest. I'll teach the boys that if any guy looks at their sister in the wrong way, to knock them out," he says, huge smile on his face imagining it. 

"You know you don't get to choose the gender right?" I ask, making us both laugh.

"A guy can dream." For a second, the war, my worries, everything slips away. For a second.