𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 ➣ [𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ 🕊*ೃ༄ 𝟹 : ‎ᗢ : 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎

📍Grᥱᥱᥒᥕood Hᥱιghts, Brookᥣყᥒ

-ˋˏ ༻ 𝟓𝟎𝐬 ༺ ˎˊ-

♫♪ "Oh, a newlywed couple just moved to town. A regular husband and wife," ♪♫

A car with the sign 'Just married' in the trunk pulled up in front of a house in the sub-urban street of Brooklyn.

♫♪ "Who left the big city to find a quiet life." ♪♫

Out of the car climbed out Y/N and Bucky, still in their respective wedding attires. Y/N noticed that the signboard outside the house still showed 'Sale'. She pointed her finger at it, making it changed from 'Sale' to 'Sold'.

♫♪ "Bucky and Y/N" ♪♫

Y/N yelped in surprise when Bucky sneaked up behind her and lifted her up in his arms, bridal style. He chuckled at her reaction and rested his forehead against hers for a second, making her close her eyes and smile sheepishly.

♫♪"She's a magical gal, in a small town locale. He's a hubby with a metal arm."♪♫

He climbed up the stairs of the porch and leaned on the door of the house, opening it. He walked in and set her on the ground gently.

♫♪"How will this duo fit in and fulfill all? By sharing a love, like you've never seen."♪♫

Without a warning, Bucky pulled her by the waist, pressing his body against hers; they slow danced for a few seconds with wide smiles. Bucky dipped her back gracefully before pulling her back up and shared a deep kiss.

♫♪"Bucky and Y/N" ♪♫

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Y/N was in the kitchen, washing the dishes and then levitating them back telepathically to their respective cabinets. She turned her back towards to the door to face the sink and didn't notice or hear Bucky walk into the kitchen with a newspaper in his hands.

Y/N flicked a hand behind her back, making a plate float back to a shelf. Bucky looked up and caught it right before it could crash into his head.

"My wife and her flying utensils," Bucky grinned, setting the plate on the counter with a shake of his head.

"My husband and his supersoldier reflexes," Y/N retorted with a smile.

"Aren't we a fine pair?" he walked towards her and kissed the top of her head, making her smile turn into a chuckle.

"What do you say to silver dollar pancakes, crispy hash browns, bacon, eggs, freshly squeezed orange juice, and black coffee?" Y/N walked to the refrigerator.