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-Y/Ns pov-

The next day we get up early to sort everything out. Yesterday we checked into the hotel, disguised as normal young couple. It felt a bit weird and so does waking up without James by my side. Because of our little talk yesterday James wanted to sleep on the couch, leave me a little bit of space. With a bathrobe around my body I go into the bathroom and start getting ready. Too sleepy to notice James coming in, I slip into the outfit for the day. A knock pulls me back into reality. As fast as possible I get the rest of my clothes on and open the bathroom door. 

"Sorry, did I take too long?"
I give him a light smile.

"No, it's fine. Just didn't want to walk in on you doing... whatever you did. You look good."
He clears his throat and steps aside so I can get out. 

During breakfast we're on the phone with Stark and Steven. 

"Any new information, Stark?"
I take a bite out of my meal.

"We got a location for tonight. Can you old guys dance?"

"Of course we can, Stark."
Answers Bucky in an annoyed tone.

"Is it okay for you two to go there?"
Steven probably knows both sides of the argument yesterday.

We lock eyes and just stare at each other in silence for a few seconds. Then we both slowly start nodding. 
"Yeah, we'll be fine. It's a mission after all."

"Good. Please don't mess this up."

With my hand on his arm, Bucky leads me into the building. After we checked off a list we quickly get two glasses of champagne from a waiter. I chuckle a bit. This event looks so high-class, it feels like I don't belong here. James on the other hand, in a black suit with a white button up shirt and a black tie, fits perfectly into the picture. 

"Darling, you look breathtaking."
James takes my hand in his and gently strokes it. For our cover I'm wearing an expensive-looking but actually really cheap engagement ring.

"Don't compliment me like that, sweetheart. You've already seen the underneath, if you tell me I look breathtaking in this I might think you'd like me better all dressed."
I grin and place a kiss on the back of his hand.

Bucky's cheeks turn a little bit red and some guys, who were observing us, return to whatever they were doing. Slowly we start making our rounds, checking out where everything is, looking out for our targets. When we finally see them a slow song starts playing and they enter the dancefloor. My partner looks at me, unsure if we should follow them. It's funny, once he pulled me onto the dancefloor, now he's unsure if he should ask. 

Why do I love him so deeply if he feels so far away from me? Maybe I should've tried talking to Liam? Maybe I'm not loving the Bucky in front of me but the one he once was? Just because we're good at the sexual stuff doesn't mean we're meant to be, right? Or am I afraid that he doesn't like the me I am today and push him away because of that?

Deep in thoughts my eyes wander through the room. All of a sudden Bucky takes my hand and pulls me back into reality. Just now I realise that he is leaning forward, his breath stroking my ear.
"Would you give me this dance, Y/N?"

I can feel heat flooding into my face, my cheeks turning red. As he stands up again we lock eyes and suddenly I'm not seeing the old James but Bucky, the new Bucky. The one that went through all these years without any memory, without any knowledge of what's wrong and what's right. The Bucky that got back from Wakanda to help Steven on a mission and stayed because... 

Why did he stay? Steven never told me... I should ask him.

But seeing the new Bucky releases the feeling for the man I once knew, making place for a new feeling. Interest, wanting to get to know him. A little crush even. With a light smile on my lips I nod.
"It would be a pleasure, my dear."

Gentle but firm he takes my hand and leads me onto the dancefloor. I place a hand on his shoulder like I learned decades ago and Buckys hand wanders down my back. Then he starts leading me over the floor. It's not like our first dance back in our time, this dance feels... free. Free from everything that happened, free from memories about us. Just the new me and the new him dancing to the music that fills the room. When the song ends we lock eyes again, our chests rising synchronously.

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I will now probably update this one slower, I'm trying my best to write more chapters but I'm better at drama than what's about to come.
Thank you for all the sweet comments, you almost make me cry all day with your sweetness!
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