Steve's secret and the witch

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When you wake up the next morning but you feel the bed emtpy. You open your eyes to see that Bucky's gone. His side in the mattress is cold, so you figure he would have left early in the morning. You woke up from your bed and went to the bathroom to do your morning routine. After that you got dressed in one of your favourite outfits: casual wide leg jeans matched with a simple white tank top and a cream cardigan on top. Then you took your make up bag and put on some foundation and a shiny eyeshadow. To make the look even better, you took your shinny gloss and put it to your lips. You took a last look at the mirror and pleased with the look you went outside. You went to the kichen to find it empty. Everyone was at the living room, you thought. You went to the living room to find Steve and Tony.

Y/N: Goodmorning

S: Goodmorning Y/N

T: Hi

Y/N: Um where's everyone exactly?

T: Some in the rooms, others outside. The weather is pretty good so everyone went out to enjoy the sun. We were just working on something

Y/N: Ok... Steve are we going out today or...?

S: Yes it's important... Just meet me at the hall in about an hour?

Y/N: Ok see you.

You eat breakfast and go to your room to get ready. You put on your outfit for the day, black leather pants matched with a casual tank top and a baseball jacket.Then you put on some light make up and you head to Bucky's room. You knock on Bucky's door but no one answers. You push the door open to reveal an empty room. Bucky's not there. You feel a little bit confused that he left after your stressful day. After you returned from the hospital you felt so heartbroken from everything that you ended up just staying in your room watching a movie together till you fell asleep on his shoulder. When you woke up he weren't there but you figured he'd be in his room. You go back to your room and call him but he doesn't pick up. Concern starts washing you and your blood turns to ice but you try to pretend that everything's fine. You send him a text telling him that you would be with Steve and you leave to go to the hall. There you see Steve waiting for you patiently.

Y/N: Am I that late or...

S: Oh yeah sorry I was just waiting for you. You look breathtaking by the way...

Y/N: Thank's. Now let's go.

You didn't realise the meaning of the compliment but anyone would have saw right through this chat: Steve was behaving weird to you and that meant that soemthing was wrong.

You got in his car and he drove to the town. You were looking out the window at the astounding view of the skyscrapers unfolding in front of you. After a long time of parking his car and walking to the caffee you were both seated at two big leather sofas at one of the most famous cafes in New York. It wasn't the first time you were there but you were the artistic type. This place screamed wealth and you weren't used to that. A small waitress approached your table and happily took your orders while you were taking in your surroundings. When you noticed her and Steve looking at you patiently your attention turned to her and told her to bring you a cup of tea. You saw her leaving your table and then you turned back to Steve. He hadn't talk yet but your curiosity got the best of you.

Y/N: So... 

You tried to sound as casual as you could but you couldn't. You wanted desperately to know what he wanted to tell you.

S: Yea...

He gulped and you started to worry. He seemed like what he wanted to tell you was pretty serious so you leaned with your elbows on the table and looked him in the eyes.

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