Loving Bucky Barnes wasn't an easy task, but you still did it. Almost every night he would have nightmares.
Every night was the same cycle.
Sleep, wake up, comfort, repeat.
He would scream, waking up, and breathing heavily.
But with you by his side, it was like nothing mattered.
When he woke up panicking, you would turn the lamp on, caress his cheeks, getting him to look at your e/c eyes, and reassuring him that he was safe and sound and that his winter soldier days are over.
You would slowly get him to lay back down, put his head on your chest for him to match your breathing, then stroke his hair downwards.
He would look up at you, getting to your level, and slowly lean in to kiss you. Your lips were like a puzzle, fitting perfectly with his. It was always at the right speed and passionate.
Your heart would always flutter no matter how many times he would do that.
Once you pull away for air, he puts his forehead on yours, kissing it after.
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AVENGERS / CAST IMAGINES
FanficJust some imagines of MCU characters. This book is LGBTQ+ friendly, so please, no homophobic comments.
