The next day, there’s a thick silence between the Winter Soldier and Natalia. He agrees to see Rogers that day, despite the anxiety growing in his gut, and she prepares takes him there. They run through his lines a few more times and he thinks the words all sound hollow.
He tries all day not to think about what she’d said to him. How she’d rather he was dead at the bottom of a cliff somewhere than standing in front of her. He tries not to think about it.
He dresses in his suit and she in her dress and he sits on the edge of the bed while she does his hair with a comb and water from the sink. It occurs to him that if everything goes right today, this will be the last time he sees her.
Oh well, he thinks spitefully. Good riddance. But he can’t seem to put his heart into the words.
Apparently, if you’re an Avenger, you can’t just have anyone off the street knocking on your apartment door, so Natalia doesn’t have Rogers’ address. What she does have is their names on a queue and because it’s their turn, she’s able to request that they meet somewhere for dinner so Rogers can determine whether or not she’s really found his Bucky and they wait anxiously for dinnertime to come around.
The Soldier waits for her to say something to him all day and she says nothing. He figures she must not want him buying her dresses or kissing her.
He wonders what he did wrong.
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Haunted By Him
FanfictionAn Anastasia Winter Widow AU "If you want to pass yourself off as Bucky, you gotta be a little more friendly," she accuses. "Oh no," the Soldier grumbles. "Don't tell me this Barnes guy is some sort of cheerful do-gooder." Natalia shrugs, shifting h...
