Doll. // Bucky Barnes X OC

NINETEEN

Bucky truly wanted to convince himself that it would be better if he stayed at the compound even with HYDRA looking for him. The team has been gone for four days. He kept subconsciously pushing Melany away, and she noticed. It made her upset, she wasn't sure if it was something she'd done, or if he just needed some space.

She left him alone until he came to her, most of the time. He hasn't slept in her bed since the night everyone left, and he's barely gotten any sleep. He missed her, even right now when they were sitting together on the couch, watching a random movie she picked out. He wasn't really paying attention, and she was rubbing circles into his hand with her thumb. Every now and then he would look at the TV, but most of the time, he was staring at her. He was trying to remember her face - her blue eyes, her pink cheeks, and button nose. He mindlessly pressed kisses to her temple - almost like he would do this for the rest of his life, and pulled her close to him. He wrapped his arm around her holding her tightly against him.

She hummed, leaning her head on his shoulder. She grabbed the remote, turning down the movie enough to where they could talk for a minute. "Are you okay?" She half-whispered, grabbing his right hand.

He nodded. "I'm okay, doll." He lied. He knew he was going to leave tonight. He needed to get HYDRA off her trail. He knew that Steve and the rest of the team would protect her, and they'd be back soon. He already had a bag packed in one of the cars in the basement lot.

"You've just seemed really distant." She looked up at him.

"I'm okay, I promise." He pressed the metal under her chin, softly placing a kiss on her lips.

It was the most tender kiss they'd shared since their first one. She reached up, placing her hand on his neck and to the back of his head. She threaded her fingers through his hair.

He pulled back quickly, drawing in a quick breath. "Let's watch the movie." He said, turning his head back to the screen. He reached across her, grabbing the remote and turning it back up.

The movie ended quicker than Bucky wanted, but she was asleep on his shoulder. It was still rather late. He wanted to make sure she was deep asleep before he snuck out. He was doing everything in his power to convince himself to stay, and how much easier it would be if he stayed, but his nerves were so on edge, he was almost afraid to touch her. He didn't want to lose control because he was anxious. He scooped her gently into his arms and quickly took her up to her room.

He laid her down in her bed, and carefully moved her hair away from her face. His fingertips slowly traced over her eyebrows, her cheeks, her nose, her lips. He knew this was better. He wanted her to be safe, he wanted her out of his drama. No matter how much he loved her.

He blinked back a few tears as he looked down at her. He grabbed her hand softly as she started snoring softly. He smiled a little, knowing he was going to miss that sound. He kissed her head and swiftly walked out of her bedroom. He placed his hand on her door, breathing deeply before speaking.

"I love you..." He said, closing his eyes and walking out of the compound and down to the garage.

He slid into a random car where his bag was and sped off the compound. He turned off his phone, knowing he would come back as soon as she texted or called. He needed to get far away enough to where he wouldn't be able to come back.

That next morning, Melany woke up in her bed, alone. She sighed, figuring he was already up. She changed into one of the t-shirts he had left in her hamper a few days ago. She pulled on a pair of ripped jeans. She brushed her teeth and brushed through her hair, pulling it up into a ponytail.

She grabbed her phone and walked down into the kitchen. She grew confused when she didn't see him down there. He would usually have the pot of coffee made, and a cup ready for her since she usually got up around the same time every day. He made her part of his routine.