𝐼𝒻 𝐼 𝑅𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇... (𝒜 𝐵𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓎 𝐵𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓈 𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎)

8. 1943

"This" I raise my glass of alcohol and smile. "This goes to then end of humanity and death!" I say a little bit drunk.

I have been friends with Bucky and Steve for 9 years. I have moved in with Steve after his mother passed away. Bucky and I have gotten closer on a few rare occasion we almost kiss. We all look different now, Steve almost looks the same. but he has a little bit more muscle now and he has the determination to fight in is eyes his face has also became more serious and Bucky he's taller, more muscular, his jawline is now defined and his voice has gotten deeper making him incredibly sexy.

"Nick I think your drunk." I hear Steve say but ignore him.

"Bucky you better come back alive or I'm going to kill you!" I say squinting my eyes at him.

He laughs. "Nick I'm going to a camp not war I'll be back in a month or two."

I take a hole load of my drink taking it all in, I scrunch up my face.

'yea I'm just going to take this." Steve has taking the glass out of my hands.

"Are you going to miss me Beckett." Bucky says as he grabs my waist and outs me back on my chair.

"Absolutely not" I joke

"Absolutely yes." He smirks.

"Oh shut it Barnes!" I say

"Make me, Beckett." his words make me look at him, the way he sounds is so much different from when we were younger. He catches my look and a smirk lands on his lips which I stare at. I can barley breathe now.

"Okay okay enough!" Steve said feeling left out. "Not like you two haven't been together all the time!"

"Nine year are long, especially with this cocky brunette." I say teasing Bucky.

"talking about your self, Nick?" he grins.

"Why haven't hear enough, yet?" I say tilting my head and his grin widens.

"I'm feeling honestly honoured to be able and accepted to fight the Nazis and end the war!." Bucky says lifting his glass

"Who says you're gonna fight alone, I'll fight with you buck!

"Who says your gonna return." I say mockingly

"This isn't a normal fight Steve this is war." Bucky says more serious now.

"This is suicide." I mutter, quietly.

"lets no argue your leaving tomorrow morning." Steve says glancing at the clock. "Or should I say today, C'mon  guys lets head home it 1am already.

***

Me and Steve are standing outside saying goodbye to Bucky. I just look at the ground the entire time until Bucky is saying goodbye to me.

"You've been acting weirdly quite, Nick." he say putting a hand on my shoulder.

"let's say I hate goodbyes." I scoff slightly but I force a smile. "Don't give up, come back home be the Bucky Barnes that I know... please."

"I will, I promise." he brings me in for a hug. I hug him tight not wanting to let go, I can feel his heartbeat against mine. I feel the world around us disappears. Its just me and him.

"James Buchanan Barnes!" The supervisor yelling over the sobs and chatter amongst the people below him.

Bucky pulls back from the hug and kisses me on the forehead. I blush again.

"There's the Blush." he says as he pick up his bags and begins to walk away.

"Goodbye Nick." he says as he boards the bus.

"Goodbye... James!" I reply

He smiles and the bus takes off.

***

Hours have gone by. But I wait outside for something. I waited for Bucky to run back and says he didn't go. To says he is going to stay instead. But He never did...