This is an MCU (Marvel Cinematic universe) story about a semi stable 106 year old man named James Buchanan Barnes who became a Sargent in World War 2. He fall in love with a young beautiful woman who was the most beautiful girl from Brooklyn New Yor...
He held me in his chest. I let the tears slip down my face and I pulled away. He rubbed my arms and kissed my head.
Bucky: It's okay. Let's go.
We left to the burial site and Bucky Sam an I lead the way. When we got there I got out and wanted to get this over with the top was closed and I rested my hand on the casket where Steve's body laid. I felt more tears glide down my face an I quickly wiped them away. I felt 2 arms wrap around me.
Peter: Hey, let's get you in the shade.
Y/n: It's fine, Peter.... I just need to be with him for a second.
Peter: Please, Y/n. Come on.
I sighed and kissed the top of the casket and slowly walked away. My hand slid off of the coffin. I hugged Peter and cried into his shoulder he hugged me.
Y/n: I want to go home.
Peter: We can go after right after this, okay?
Bucky: I got her, Peter. Thanks-
Peter: Can I stay with her for a while, Mr.Barnes? Please
Bucky: Yeah, that's fine. Just don't let them come near her. She needs some space.
He nodded and I held Bucky's hand as he spoke to Peter. Peter an I were the same height so it was easy to hug him. Bucky took a few steps away from us. I let go of his hand an civilians came up to us.
?: I'm so sorry-
Y/n: It's fine... Thank you.
?: I brought this, it's for you. He saved me from a building falling on me so, I made him a shirt... However I never found him again so I want you to have it.
Y/n: I can't take this, ma'am. Keep it.
?: I insist. You might want to look at it before you reject it.
I let go of Peter, unfolded the shirt and saw it. I started to break down even more. I pulled it close to my face crying in it and it even smelt like him. I cried even more. People tried calming down. Bucky pushed people away and wrapped his arms around me. I broke down and I passed out due to crying.
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Bucky: Hey, hey hey. Doll? It's okay. Y/n, you need to breath.
A few hours later, I woke up in Bucky's bed. my body was tangled with his. I snuggled into him even more and tightening my grip. There was a light knock.
Y/n: Come in.
Sam: Hey, came to check up on you... You doin okay?
Y/n: I don't know... I just... What was he like?
Sam: Who? Steve? He was amazing. He was strong stuck to his opinion crushed any obstacle and he destroyed his enemies. He fought to keep us all together and... Steve just always did what he thought was right. Even if he was wrong.
