"James" I whine happily. "Darling, I will win this bear for you. After all you love teddy bears, almost as much as you love me" he says, throwing the ball at the bottles. He gets it! But they're making him knock them down at least 10 times. That made me laugh.
"Buck, I love nothing more than you" I state, gently rubbing my hand along his arm. He looks at me and the orbs of a sea-blue ocean stare back at me. I love the ocean, Buck and I would spend our entire lives at the ocean if we could.
But when there's a war, the only ocean we get to be by is at the front line. Scattered bodies, blood, brains. Horror. Yes, being the general of the army you have to be brave. I lead our army. Howard, he builds all the genius tech that we use, but I know that his brain is stronger than his structure, he wouldn't last in a war. No offence to him. I mean he's good from afar. Let's just say that.
Oh he can hit people with his car. I know from experience.
Barging bell noises erupt as it signals Bucky's great win. The game host hands him a large teddy bear. "Oh Buck! I love it! I love you!" I squeal in happiness. My arms wrap around his neck and smile. "You're so cute" he states, his hand attaches to my waist.
"Awe, just a quick question, are you both in the army. Just wanted to know because your uniforms" the woman on the game states. We both look up at the woman. "Yeah, I'm in the 107 and my lady here is the general of the army. So she's the one running it. Also the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm so proud of her." As he talks his gaze is planted towards me. I keep my gaze towards the woman. She smiles as he speaks so proudly about me.
She jerks her chin towards his face. I arch my brow and lift my head off of his hard chest. I see him smiling at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I squeek, I chuckle but his grin grows. "Because you're beautiful" I take a deep breath and giggle at him.
"Thank you for the prize ma'am, here take this" he hands the woman $10 "Treat yourself. Enjoy life while you can. We're off to war tomorrow so when we win and you see my wife on the television because we win, remember, you met her" he pleases. The woman looks so grateful, she looks as to cry any second. "Thank you for this. You have no idea how much I appreciate this, me and my husband barely have enough for tonight's food. But you are...a life saver. I couldn't thank you enough" tears roll down the poor girls face. She thanks us and we smile once again.
We walk away from the stand leaving the girl is a full blown smile. Live life while you can. Bucky, so inspirational.
After a few hours, we finally arrive home. We did manage to find Steve, he joined the frickin army. Well my army, he better not get himself killed. Neither should Bucky. I swear I god, if I get information that either of them are killed, I won't be able to live with myself! It's my army, I should keep them safe. And if I can't, I've failed...
As we take a seat on the sofa, we sigh heavily. "Buck, it's so cute" I say still cuddling the bear. "What that pretty thing in the mirror? I know" He smirks at me. I look forward to see my reflection in the mirror. I roll my eyes. "Wanna cuddle baby? Our last cuddle until I set off for England?" He asks. His arm slings around my shoulder. "I wanna put my pyjamas on first okay Jamesy" he chuckles at my remark.
We both run upstairs, me winning by a mile because, bitch I'm fast. Plus I have super speed. Shhh don't tell. I don't use it often.
I have a lost of mixed ranged powers. I wonder if there are some I haven't discovered yet?
I know of my telepathy, super speed, reality warping, the power to heal others (ironically not myself), I have the power of electricity, I can spread fire. Well that's it. But deep down I know there's more.
I change into my silky nightgown and take my hair out of my tight bun, sighing after releasing the intense pressure that has been applied to my head for the whole day. "Is it that bad?" James asks leaning against the doorway.
"Yes" I sigh exhausted. "But feels so good when you take it out." I chuckle. Buck walks over to me and runs his fingers through my soft hair. He stands behind me watching me through the mirror as my eyes flutter closed from the relaxing movement of his fingers. He slowly digs his finger tips into my scalp massaging the tense areas of my skull.
"I'm not a masseuse" he chuckles applying pressure to the tense areas. "You like that?" He chuckles enthusiastically. "Mhmmmm" I moan in response. James guides his hands down my hair and over my shoulders. His hands stand on my arms, pushing them into my side slightly.
"Come on doll, let's go to bed" he kisses my temple. "I love it when you call me doll" I hum. We fall onto the bed and I lay me head into Bucks chest. The music of his heart is relaxing, I love listening to it. When we danced. We'd slowly sway back and forth. My head on his chest, his chin resting delicately on my head. I'd listen to the song of his heart beat than the music attempting to overthrow him.
I can feel the gaze on my head as my eyes are fluttered closed. "Darling, you're staring" I whisper. James' chest vibrates as he chuckles. "I'm sorry doll, I'm just...taking in all your beauty, because I'm scared that I will never see you again. So I want to...I want make sure I remember you. So I'm examining you so every feature is implanted into my stupid head" he explains. The pain in his voice breaks me. My arm wraps around the rest of his chest.
"Please don't leave me...okay James...please don't leave me" I cry. My voice cracks as I speak, thinking about loosing Bucky hurts. "I'll try doll. I'll try and stay with you. But you gotta stay as well, mkay" he states stroking my hair gently from my roots to the tips.
"Okay darling" I exhaustedly state closing my eyes then drifting off into a dreamless slumber.
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Okay! This took me a while because I'm not at home, my phone is dead but hayho!If you have any suggestions for any chapters, don't be afraid to say.
Next chapter will be about Bucky's deep goodbye, and him leaving for England.
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Little Secrets
FantasyYou are Howard Starks Little sister. You don't really know your name, people change it. From Jess, to Annie, to Antonia to Amora... Who knows who you are? Life in a war is hard but what her and her love of her life didn't expect was to 'disappear'...