Doll. // Bucky Barnes X OC

TWENTY-FIVE

Melany slipped on her shoes as Bucky stood up from the bed. Nat was outside waiting for her in the car.

"What time do you think you'll be back?"

"Uhh.. Maybe a couple hours? I doubt we'll be out that long." She looked up at Bucky, smiling.

"Okay, doll." He smiled back. "I love you. Be careful, please." He said, grabbing her hands in his.

"Yes, I know." She leaned up, giving him a quick kiss. "I love you too, Buck." She grabbed her phone off her nightstand, noticing that it wasn't on the charger. "Fuck."

"What?" He asked, slipping a shirt over his head.

"I forgot to charge my phone." She sighed. "I'll use Nat's phone if it dies." She reassured him. He looked at her, an eyebrow raised. She texted Nat to see if she had a car charger, Nat replied no.

"Two hours, Mel." He held up two fingers, chuckling. "I'm holding you to that."

"Okay, old man." She giggled, walking out the door and rushed downstairs.

Melany slid into the passenger seat of the car, and Nat sped off. "Here, put these on." She handed Melany a hat and a pair of sunglasses.

"This really works?" Melany asked, putting them on.

Nat nodded. "Yep." She smiled.

The trip wasn't too long, but it was long enough to take away a bit of their adventure time. Nat and Melany rushed out of the car and into the mall they GPS-ed. The girls shopped for what didn't feel like that long, but it was actually longer than they thought. Melany reached for her phone to check the time. The screen was black. Her phone had died.

"Nat," Melany looked over at Nat who was sipping on her smoothie. They were currently sitting in the food court, in a corner near an exit.

"Hmm?" Nat hummed.

"What time is it?"

"Almost four." Nat didn't realize how long it'd been till she checked. "It's almost four." They'd been out for almost 5 hours. They left the house that morning around 11:30am. They rushed down to the car, speeding off back to the cabin.

Back at the cabin, Bucky felt like he was going to fucking die. He couldn't catch his breath as he kept trying to call Mel. He hadn't even thought to call Nat, because if something was truly wrong he knows she'd come back to the cabin as soon as she could.

His chest was tight as he paced, and he was fixing to crush his phone in his hand. Steve was outside with him, trying to calm him down.

"Buck, I'm sure they just lost track of time." Steve tried to reassure him.

Bucky shot Steve a glare, trying to take deep breaths. "Are you fucking kidding me?" He scoffed, continuing to pace. "They've been gone for almost five hours. She said two."

Within minutes, Nat was pulling into the driveway and up to the cabin. Bucky stared down at the car, his jaw tight and nostrils flared as he tried to calm down. He was fucking pissed with the both of them. They could've been in serious danger.

Melany rushed out of the car first, seeing how angry Bucky was. He rushed down to her, grabbing the sides of her arms. "Where the fuck were you?" He said, almost like venom was between his teeth.

"I'm sorry, Buck. My phone died, and we completely lost track of time—" She tried pulling his arms off, but his grip kept getting tighter. He was staring down at her, his eyes almost black with anger. "Bucky." She grabbed his left hand with her right, trying to pry it off her.