◦○DAYBREAK○◦ Bucky Barnes

forty six

[THIRD PERSON POV]

~Four Months Later~

"Hey doll?" Bucky sauntered into their brightly lit wooden kitchen. 

Davina glanced away from her cup of special tea, Clint had reluctantly traded his tea recipe in exchange for her secret coffee ingredient just a few weeks ago.

"Hi." She smiled.

He chuckled softly, walking around the kitchens island to lean down and place a kiss on Davina's head. "Why are you smiling?" 

She looked up at him from the stool she was sat at next to the island. "Because things I love make me smile." She whispered.

His smile only grew as he reached down to attach his lips to hers, fingers grazing against her cheek. 

They broke apart, gazing into each others eyes for a few moments before Bucky placed another gentle kiss on her cheek bone.

Ever since the man had found out about the baby growing inside her, he'd been acting as if she was delicate glass, like she may break at the even the softest touch.

She leant into his touch slightly, awaiting what he had to say.

"Steve calls.. Constantly, he wants to know why we won't see him." 

His words caused the girls body to still. Every night, she left nothing but guilt because of the way they had ran. It was all she knew how to do.. Run. Run away from everything, the only difference was that this time she seemed to be running towards something. Something good.

When she was a little girl, innocent and completely unaware of the horrors HYDRA held, her mother had sung her the same Russian song every night before bed.

It had been so long since those days, though Davina still remembered one line from the song.

'когда ты бежишь, я побегу с тобой.'

'When you run I will run with you.'

That was the line, sung in her mothers voice, that kept her going, kept her fighting. It was funny really, how after all this time, her mind would still travel back to her days at HYDRA.

The Penton girl shook away her clustered thoughts, focusing her attention back to Bucky and quickly coming up with a response to his words.

Her mind was blank, only allowing a small "Oh?" to escape her lips.

Bucky sighed, clearly hesitant to say something.

"I told him I would see him today Vina.." He spoke anxiously, as if awaiting her to lash out.

She smiled at him. "That's nice."

He frowned at her, resting his metal hand on her shoulder. "T-that's it? It's okay? I mean, I didn't want to leave you here alone-"

Davina's laughter cut him off. "James, i'm not your mother, honestly.. I think I'll enjoy the house alone for a couple days."

Bucky cringed at her words. "Yeah.. About that-"

"MY ENTIRE HOUSE COULD FIT IN YOUR ENTRANCE HALLWAY!" A loud, feminine, screaming voice erupted from the other side of the house, causing Davina to sink her head into her arms and groan in fake annoyance.

"VINNIE! GRANDPA! WHERE ARE YOU?!" 

"Kitchen Wanda!" Bucky yelled back, a guilty smile playing across his face as the chirpy red-head bounced into the room.

Davina couldn't stop the large smile that grew on her face at the sight of her best friend. She jumped off the chair and bounded over to the other girl, causing Wanda to squeal in excitement.