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In a dystopian universe, individuals cannot experience color until they meet their soulmate. Black and white is solely what familiarizes them. A burst of color explodes the world around them when facing their ki...
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Beastlike with his moves. His strength coming in to kill. Including the innocent. A sweet voice interrupts him, honey dripping from it as it calls out to him. The voice that grasps his sanity. A voice that could rip his soul out into tiny pieces. The only voice that snaps him out of his trance calls for him.
"Bucky..." His body jerks, due to the intensity of facing his demons. She enters his line of vision. His breathing accelerates. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?"
He shakes his head, limbs quivering from the aftershock. "It's okay. I'm better off awake."
"Bad dream?" She infers, accessing the garden of their temporarily shared home. Their safe haven. He accompanies her.
"I wouldn't exactly call it that."
Her smile is delicate, gazing up at him. As if they are being acquainted for the first time. Simply looking at her makes him melt. She is destroying him in a lovely way. Ironic, truly. His split persona could never kill him as much as she is killing him.
"I had a dream too," She utters. "One of the brightest dreams I've ever had."
"Yeah?"
"You were in it." Suddenly, James is claustrophobic. "In fact, the most beautiful dreams are always about you."
He was as stiff as a tree. Close to screaming timber. "Why are you telling me this?"
While he is a tree, she is the titanic. Sinking beautifully into her doom. "I'm not sure..."
Bucky scoffs, "I know. Because it's easy, right? To talk to me. To be with me." She stays quiet. "And you can't help it. You try to fight it but you can't, you always find yourself thinking about me again."
His name falls off her lips, tears beginning to form in her wondrous orbs. Bucky never wants to be the reason for her unhappiness. Seeing her in this state, through his doing, kills him. She awakened the pain in his heart. Originally, he was a killer, now she is doing the killing. A killer turned lover. Slowly, yet surely, she is depriving him of his existence. "Please don't do this."
He sighs. His hands itching to hold her in his grasp; wanting to gently express that it's okay. She's okay. He loves her. Her soulmate loves her.
Unfortunately, reality settles the atmosphere. Bucky is aware, though he refuses to acknowledge the difficulty of reality. Life never chose to be sincerely kind to the man.
"I really think we should tell Steve, he's-" A bang. Then he is screaming her name. Panic flows through his veins. No. He tried, with all of his might, to protect her. "Doll, are you okay!?"
author's note: wattpad is being SO ANNOYING by not uploading one of the many bucky barnes gifs that i tried to upload onto this chapter. this is continuous and infuriating because i put a gif on this chapter THAT ISN'T EVEN BUCKY BARNES IT'S JUST SEB IN A DIFFERENT MOVIE SO IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE PLOT UGHHHHHH
