Odette Parker: My True Self

Chapter 46: Cancel Closet

A/N: Mild-ish sex scene marked with a (*) skip to the next (*) if you don't want to read it.
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Bucky and I step into my closet and my mouth drops. Loki did some serious renovating while I was back on Earth. My dresses were all in an order or color then size, my casual Asgardian wear was separated by complication to get into, my shoes were lined by color and use of wear. Then against the very back wall was a shelf containing my tiara I was crowned with along with several other options of wear, necklaces with jewels that shinned too bright, silver that gleamed like moonlight, and the ear rings I left behind that match my necklace.

Dets: "Holy fuck balls."

Bucky: "Was it not like this before?"

I shake my head no and head over to the section that housed my Earth clothes the last time I was here. The space sits empty but clean.

Dets: "Someone dusts my closet?"

Bucky: "It would appear so. These earrings look like your necklace."

Bucky points to them and my hand instantly reaches for the necklace I haven't taken off since Loki put it on.

Dets: "They were a set, a gift on my birthday."

Bucky: "Why do you just wear the necklace?"

Dets: "I don't know. I never really thought about it. I mean I am all for matching jewelry. I just never got the chance to wear the earrings, plus I left them here on accident."

Bucky: "They're from him?"

Dets: "Don't start, please."

Bucky: "It was just a question."

Dets: "Not with that tone it wasn't. Yes the set came from Loki. He said he hoped that I would wear it and look back on my time in Asgard with fondness."

Bucky: "Right."

I grab his arm and spin him around to me. I then place his hands on my waist as I jump up and wrap my legs around him. I grab his face in both hands forcing him to look me in the eye.

Dets: "Do not start with me James Barnes. I mean it. If you can't handle Loki, how are you going to face Steve?"

Bucky: "I hadn't thought that far ahead."

I shake my head and roll my eyes. Men. Fucking idiots.

Dets: "I love you. I am in love with you. I want to be with you. What more can I do to assure you that I am not going anywhere? You have me, I am yours. I want no one else. Do I need to tattoo your name on my forehead?"

Bucky: "That wouldn't hurt."

I smack his face lightly. He smiles.

Dets: "Please listen to these words, and listen well. I have loved you since I was 13. I didn't realize what is was then but I do now. You knew I had a past when you met me, just like I knew you had one. Yours is right with murder, mine is ex lovers, and trust me, its a pretty decent size list. We now understand partially why that list is as long as it is." I take a deep breathe "I am getting off point. James Barnes, I told you I am in love with you. Me saying it to you means something to me. I have no reservations about saying it because I feel it in my core. My soul ignites when you kiss me, your hands on my skin turn me on, your gaze captures me, there isn't a single thing about you that I would change. Do you understand my world would end if I lost you? The hold you have on my heart is permanent OK?"

I take another breath and Bucky interrupts me.

Bucky: "Are you finished?"

Dets: "Depends on what you're going to say next."