Kiss Me {Bucky Barnes Fanfic}

PART 27

I'm sorry to disappoint a few of you but I have decided that Y/N had a bug and pregnancy will not be in this story.

I will however be writing an enemies to lovers au story including Bucky Barnes and another made up character once I have finished with this one.

I can't promise an interesting ending to this story, it will most likely be the same cliche ending as many others.

Anyways, on with the chapter...

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The last few days rolled on quickly with laughs, shopping, sitting at the beach, and more hiking but unfortunately it is now  mine and Bucky's last night on vacation.

We spent the morning walking through a near small town, buying souvenirs and walking hand in hand laughing at each others jokes.

Nearing 7PM, Bucky told me to go shower and relax whilst he prepared dinner. I hesitantly obeyed. I'm not saying he's a bad cook but I prefer my food.. non-burnt.

I took a 20 minute shower and thrown on a summery play suit as it was still incredibly warm outside no matter the lateness of the night. Once my hair was tamed, I stood up from the bed we share and exited the room.

I scrunched my eyebrows at the empty dining table and cast my eyes over to the kitchen which was also vacant of Bucky's presence or any dinner.

A tiny golden glow resonated on the walls near the door which led outside so I followed it. I slid open the glass door and I felt myself melt on the spot.

Bucky is dressed in some black chino shorts and a white button up. He's standing by a small table, which could only fit 2 people around it, which is decorated with scented candles and a singular rose in the centre.

His eyes stay on mine as Im still standing at my distance just in pure awe of his gesture.

"Bucky.." I whisper just loud enough for him to hear, "it's beautiful."

Bucky smiles and reaches his hand forward in gesture for me to come closer to him. I do so in slow steps. Once I'm standing in front of him, I look down at the table where two fairly good looking meals are. My eyes reach his again and I mirror his loving smile. Our lips meet in a adoring kiss. After what felt like years we pull away and Bucky gently pushes me to sit down and tuck in.

"Thank you, Bucky," i gaze at him from across the table.

"You deserve it all," he reaches across and grabs my hand, giving it a light squeeze, "and much more."

After we finished the surprisingly delicious food, we fell into a deep conversation about life, work, our futures, and Bucky added too much sexual comments but I am not one to complain.

I helped him clean up, I bought the left over dishes in whilst Bucky put the table and over things away. His arms wrap around my torso, behind where I am washing dishes, startling me only a little. He rests his chin on my shoulder and sways us ever so slightly as I turn off the water and dry my hands.

Bucky turns me around to face him, and traps me between his muscular body and the stone sink. He stares at me with love and adoration coating his features. I bring my hands up to hang loosely around his neck and play with the hair at this nape of his neck.

"I have never seen someone as beautiful as yourself," Bucky whispers, wholeheartedly. I feel cheeks glow red and my heart combust.

"You should look in a mirror," I joke. He smiles making his eyes crinkle at the edges. I pull him in for a slow, meaningful kiss and after what felt like years we pull away resting our foreheads together.

Still playing with the hair at the back of his neck, I feel the metal chain of what I know to be the matching necklaces he got us. I pull the warm metal from where it has been sitting on his bare chest and stare at the jewellery. Bucky watches my face the whole time with a small smile. I pull my own necklace out from below my clothes and look into his eyes briefly before pulling us even closer so I can hold the steel necklaces together.

The whole home is quiet around us from where we stand in the huge kitchen. Our eyes telling so many unspoken words.

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My phone alarm woke me up abruptly but I slumped myself back down into the comfortable cotton quilt and snuggle impossibly closer into Bucky's chest. He shuffles and tightens his hold around my lower back.

"Good morning," his raspy morning voice vibrates in his chest. Bucky kisses my head and begins to loosely play with my hair. I just sigh against his bare torso and draw shapes across the skin of his back.

His strong arms position me so I am straddling his hips, looking down into his tired glossy eyes.

"What's wrong?" His voice is still low.

"I don't want to go back to the tower." I huff like a child and play with his necklace that sits just above his pecs.

Bucky sighs and rubs his hands up and down my thighs slowly, "we won't have to one day." He speaks like it's a promise. I just lean down and close the gap between us.

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That's the vacation over, time to go back to work.

Sorry it's short, I've been real busy lately with things in life.

Where are you all from?