My Life Before You

Chapter 1

Bucky's POV

I sigh as I enter my room.

I've been on a mission for about a week and a half now so I've been staying in some motel with Sam. Being with the Avengers we could easily afford a nice hotel, but since were trying not to attract any attention we decided to go with a motel.

I fall backwards on the most uncomfortable bed ever. My whole body aches from training today. Sam insists on us training even during missions to "keep us on our toes" is what he says.

I close my eyes trying to relax my body a bit before having to get up again. I feel my eyes getting heavier as I slowly fall asleep.

*RING RING RING*

I flinch at the sudden sound of my phone ringing. With a groan I roll over onto my stomach, my face now planted into the bed.

*RING RING RING*

"Alright!", I shout as I reach towards the night stand where my phone is sitting. I grab it and answer the call.

"What?!", I snap

"Woah, calm down there, Buck"

Hearing Sam's voice I sit up. "Sorry Sam, I didn't know it was you. What did you need?"

"I just wanted to let you know that we've found out the suppliers next deal and it's happening on Thursday", Sam said.

The supplier is the whole reason for this mission. They've been illegally selling drugs and guns. We know nothing of them except for their dealings and where the dealings will be. Every time we thought we got him, he was gone, on to his next customer. I really hope we catch him this time, I'm tired of chasing his ass across the country.

"Okay, sounds good. What time is it?", I don't real care what time, but I asked anyways.

"It's around 9pm so you'll have sometime to relax. We won't have any training that day. We need all our energy for this guy, cause as of right now we don't know what he's capable of". Sam's voice was so serious when he said that. Sam's voice is never serious unless the matter is important.

"buuuuut", his voice going right back to it's usual playful tone. "We do need to train one more time today. In about 15 minutes actually"

"Sam! We just trained for like 5 hours! There is no way I am training anymore today!", I shout.

Sam was never this strict with missions or training, but ever since Steve left and he became the new Captain America he's taken his job as an Avenger way more seriously and it's pretty annoying. He's just like...Steve. I miss that idiot.

"I know, I know, but we have to be ready, Buck. As I said befor we don't know what this guy is capable of", I hear him sighing on the other side of the phone. Being Captain America is very stressful for him. Not only does he have to live up to everyone's expectations of him, but he has to live up to Steve's expectations.

I already told him that Steve never had expectations for him because he was already everything that Steve wanted him to be, that Steve knew he could be, which is why Steve gave him the shield. He knew he was ready and right for the job, but Sam doesn't listen. He still thinks he doesn't deserve the shield or the title.

"Okay, i'll be down in a bit, but don't forget to rest, Sam. You're over working yourself with all this superhero stuff. It's okay to help yourself sometimes, you know", I spoke as I rubbed my eyes with my free hand.

"I...I just don't have time for that. Look I gotta go, but ill see you in a bit", and with that he hung up before I even got a chance to say bye.

I went from taking care of Steve to taking care of Sam. I laugh at how similar they are. Both idiots who will do anything to protect everything, but themselves.

I guess that's why i'm here. I have to be the one to protect them. God, I deserve a raise not that I even get paid for doing this.

Again, I fall back on my bed. I stare at my ceiling. I am so tired of feeling...tired and stressed out. I just wanna live a normal life with...her. My whole body relaxes as she enter my minds. I smile at myself as the image of her pops up in my head.

The one person who makes everything worthwhile. The reason why i'm still alive. She is the love of my life, my soulmate, my best friend, mine.

I miss her so much. I miss our late nights together. I miss laying on her chest listening to her heart beat as her favorite song plays in the background. While i'm laying on her chest she's running her hands through my hair, humming the melody of the song.

Just thinking about her puts me on cloud 9. I grab my phone that I set beside me earlier. Scrolling through my contacts I look for her's. I click the contact that said "Doll <3".

When we first met she hated the nickname. She was such a strong independent woman that she thought the nickname was belittling her. I loved that about her. Never taking any shit from anyone, god she's so amazing.

It wasn't until after we started dating she began to like the name.

My phone started to buzz as I called her. I sat there waiting for her to answer. Suddenly the buzzing stopped and I heard a soft,

"Hello?"

From the sound of her voice I could tell she was asleep. She sounds so cute.

"y/n?", I spoke through the phone quietly. She hates when people are loud when she just woke up. Another thing I love about her.

I could hear her smile as she spoke. "Bucky!"

I smile softly, "Hey, doll"

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Thank you everyone who waited for me to finally post this story.

I honestly can't wait for you guys to see how it goes. It's pretty insane in my opinion ;)