She falls in love with Bucky Barnes from the moment she sees him. Bucky, still in love with a woman from his past, hates Y/N and plans to make her life miserable. To both their dismay, they are assigned together to go undercover into The Capitol for...
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The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
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"Don't question acts of the daring and misinterpret it for insanity.
Simply thank the courages ones for their heart and strong character,
for not all are willing to do the good and get destroyed in the worst way,
not for their own benefit, but for others."
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It starts in his fingers, a feeling of hot tingles and sporadic static. He plays with the condensation of the glass, gathering the wetness on the tips of his digits until they are completely numb from the cold. The hot tingles and static dissipate momentarily until they move up his arms and into the cavity where his heart beats.
It beats for the way you waltzed into the room, smelling like sweet strawberries and your shampoo.
It beats for the way it continues to ache and hope to feel your touch again.
If he's quiet enough, he could hear it, too. It thumps away in his head, making his temples pulse and his palms sweat. He rubs the palm of his hand against the glass, too.
He looks up, dark eyes meeting your figure in your shared bedroom. Memories of the last few months fill his brain with a strong ripple of serotonin, gaze drifting towards the messy, fresh out the dryer, white sheets.
He's feeling too much. It must be why he feels like he's having a heart attack and why his mouth is insanely dry.
His eyes flicker back up to you again, and for a fraction of a second, he considers saying something.
Bucky doesn't talk about his feelings much.
He always held it down.
He didn't talk about how he felt when he watched his sister being taken from him, or when either of his parents died and he in result became an orphan.
Not much has changed since then, he thinks as he keeps looking at you.
You were moving around, unaware of his inner turmoil.
Bucky is fully convinced that no one on this earth detests him more than he detests himself. Not only does he hate himself for the things he's done, but he can't stand how he's unable to talk about his feelings when he knows he needs to.
He can't stand how weak he is and how he doesn't have the guts to face it.
He's watching you and he wants to speak up, but he can't.
