◦○DAYBREAK○◦ Bucky Barnes

seventeen

I took in a shallow breath, trying to control my racing mind. 

My forehead was pressed against the outside of Bucky's cell door, my eyes were shut tightly, an attempt at solely concentrating on relaxing my mind. Both hands trembled slightly on either side of me, awaiting the next move.

"You know I can see you right Davina?"

My head snapped away from the door and I took an unsteady step backwards to see Bucky inside his cell with his side pressed against the window. One eyebrow was raised slightly in amusement.

"Are you coming inside or are you just gonna go back to banging your head against my door for the next 17 minutes." The sarcasm lacing Bucky's words was immaculate, exactly the same as Steve's. 

"I have not been here for 17 minutes!" I snapped, more harshly than intended.

Bucky didn't seem fazed, instead, he turned his body to glance at the clock on his wall behind him. He turned back around after studying the time for a few seconds with a smug look cast upon his face.

"Yes you-"

I cut him off by bursting through the door, I really cannot handle his sarcasm anymore.

"Welcome to my chamber doll." His smirk grew as he spoke.

"Jesus I should have stayed outside."

Bucky POV

Her cheeks were almost the colour of tomatoes, I was thinking of teasing her about it, but she looked flustered enough, any more the poor girl might jump off a cliff.

I pushed myself away from the window and took a hesitant step towards her.

She looked stunning. Her blond hair looked darker in the messy bun that sat atop her head, but the small wisps of hair escaping it seemed to be glowing. 

She wore loose fitting jeans, obviously a little too big, and navy sweater, her feet, as usual, were covered in rainbow socks. 

This girl mustn't own a pair of shoes.

"What can I do for you Davina Penton." I sighed. 

It was hard not to be awkward, I didn't know whether I should bring up what had happened a few days ago... Or what would have happened if Stevie Wonder hadn't waltzed his stupid ass in the room.

Jesus what the hell are you thinking, your a prisoner, cell sex really isn't fun.

"Well, Steve and I have decided your stable."

Davina's POV

I tried to hold back the laughter at Bucky's reaction. He shuffled slightly at my words, clearly attempting to determine if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"We've agreed it's time you got out of this cell." I clarified, saving Bucky from the useless world pools of thoughts his mind was currently going through.

"Out, you mean like, I can go to Paris out?" Bucky's eyes gleamed. 

I flinched mentally, the last thing I wanted to do right now was burst his bubble. 

"Well... Not exactly, Steve thought you should stay in the cell for another 2 months minimum, and I thought you should be able to leave a week ago." I stammered slightly over my words, trying to recall the argument Steve and I had suffered through mere hours ago.

Bucky raised his eyebrow and nodded slightly, signalling me to continue.

"So, we came up with an agreement... You can stay in one of the rooms, not a cell, just a room.. Until I get Steve on board with letting you leave."

"Well Vina, if i'm not in a cell.. I can just leave anyways." He took a challenging step towards her, arms uncrossing to hang by his sides.

The two were only a meter apart.

"You won't. You won't run away Bucky." I swallowed heavily, taking a steady step towards the soldier.

"And what makes you so sure..." He took another step forward.

There was less than a foot between us. I had to crane my neck upwards to face his challenging gaze.

"I just know." I spoke softly, not breaking the eye contact.

My stomach buzzed with butterflies as he leaned his head forward, his lips now centimeters away from my ear. "Maybe I will leave... And I'll just have to take the one thing keeping me here with me."

Chills ran up and down my body as he whispered next to my ear. It took all my will power not to shiver from his breath so close to my neck.

He moved his head away and glanced down at my lips for a split second before matching his gaze to mine.

"What's keeping you here Mr. Barnes." The words tumbled out of my stupid ass mouth before I could stop them. Dammit.

The soldier leaned forward once again, this time stopping centimeters away from my face. I felt my cheeks burn a fierce red colour. 

"You.."

The single word left his mouth before I reached up on my toes, pressing my lips softly against his. Instantly I felt his left hand curl around my waist to bring me closer to his body. He leant his head down slightly, allowing me to stand back on the balls of my feet as I melted into the kiss.

His right hand found its way to my cheek, slowly caressing the flesh there as the kiss deepened. 

His left hand curled further against my waist as Bucky attempting to bring me closer to the warmth of his body.

I couldn't help but smile into the kiss and I felt Bucky do the same. The hand on my cheek moved to gently hold the back my neck, encouraging me further into the kiss.

Just as things started to get heated, I heard the static of the intercom turn on as well as the annoyed groan escape Bucky's lips. 

We pulled away, my eyes immediately cast downwards to avoid his stare.

"Hello Steve." Bucky spoke in annoyance. 

I could feel his eyes still on me.

"aHeM! Yes I would just like to remind Ms. Penton of the reason why she went down there in the first place."

I pulled away from Bucky's arms and took a couple steps back, only now finding the courage to look him in the eye. As expected, his strong gaze was already on me.

He smiled a little before snapping around towards the camera and holding up his middle finger, a deadly glare shown across his features. 

"I hate you punk." Bucky whispered angrily towards the camera.

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