A Little Calm...

Memory City

Love You For A Long Time - Maggie Rogers

Bucky came to pick you up the next morning and you headed straight out the door. You took a taxi to the airport and were able to board the plane with plenty of time. Luckily, you were able to call in a few favours before hand so that security wouldn't be an issue with Bucky's arm. He doesn't do well with metal detectors. Stress free already.

*Bucky's POV*

We've been in the air for a couple of hours now and y/n's already passed out on my shoulder. It's about an 8 hour flight so my best bet is to try and fill it with reading and keeping my headphones in. I don't want to risk freaking the whole plane out by having a nightmare so staying awake is my priority. Unfortunately, most of the movies and series they have for entertainment are either not my thing or I've already tried them. Nothing from before the 90s so none of them are really my speed anyway.
I've never got bored watching her sleep though. She's so peaceful. She even talks in her sleep sometimes. It's rarely audible, but little sounds make their way out every so often.

Throughout the flight, all I do is read. Every now and then I listen to music but it's not the most entertaining thing if you're not doing anything else besides. On the bright side, I managed to finish the book. As we begin to make our descent, I relax a bit, knowing that I don't have to focus on remaining awake for much longer. I'm not even really tired but having it in the forefront of my brain isn't helpful.

London Calling - The Clash

It's about midnight when we arrive, but our body clocks think it's 4pm. Somehow, y/n still slept for the majority of the flight. When we leave the airport, y/n's brother met us outside to pick us up. Without hesitation, she ran up to him and jumped straight into his arms.

Y/n
"How's it going dick head?"

Max
"Pretty good wank stain. Yourself?"

I'm slightly surprised by their language. I always forget how loose the Brits can be when it comes to that kind of stuff.

*Y/n's POV*

As you leave the hug, Bucky finally makes his way over. Max extends his hand for a shake with a smile.

Max
"Hi, you must be Bucky! I'm Max."

Buck drops his bag and shakes his hand with a smile.

Bucky
"It's good to meet you, y/n's told me a lot about you. Sorry for the time by the way, this was the earliest flight we could get."

Max laughs with a slight scoff as he leans down and grabs Bucky's bag, putting it in the back of the car.

Max
"Oh, please! This is an early night for me!"

Max walks over to get in the drivers seat as you put your bag in the boot, with Bucky waiting next to you. He gives you a slightly wide eyed, puzzled face.

Y/n
"He's young and English. And it's Saturday."

You pat his shoulder lightly as you move past to get in the passenger seat.
Once Bucky's in, you leave the airport. Despite the time, Max takes the scenic route through town. It's quiet enough that you're not caught in traffic so you can see some of the old sites. Nostalgia seeps through you as you see the red double deckers, black cabs, Big Ben, Houses of Parliament; places you used to see almost everyday.
Although he's young, Max has found himself a very well paying job in the corporate world. Basically, he's minted. This means that he has a 2 bedroom flat, close to the centre of town. When you arrive at his place, he parks the car and you all quietly make your way up through the lift. It's one of those places where the doors of the lift open up right into the middle of the flat. Yeah, he has MONEY money. He was the golden child who went to Cambridge, got a degree in something that has nothing to do with his actual career, got a stable job, became independent early etc. The only family drama he ever caused is when he came out. Your parents didn't care and claimed that they always knew. Your homophobic aunt and uncle however, different story. Grandparents weren't accepting at first, but choose to just ignore it for the sake of getting along.

Wonderwall - Oasis

Max
"Okay, make yourself at home. Bedrooms through there to the left and there's an en-suite with fresh towels etc. Don't worry about laundry and such like, I have a gem of a house keeper who's agreed to do a little extra for the week. Ummm... Kitchen is there, living room here, dining room there... I think that's it?"

Y/n
"Bloody hell Max... Who did you sleep with to get this place??"

He laughs slightly as he takes off his jacket and heads towards the corridor he pointed to for the bedrooms.

Max
"Oh darling, the question is who didn't I sleep with. Right, I'm off to bed! Help yourself to anything you want."

You give him a smile and a nod as he disappears round the corner.

Y/n
"Thank you! Night!"

When you turn to see Bucky, you notice the almost shell shocked expression on his face.

Y/n
"He's joking, he's got a boyfriend he's been besotted with for years."

Bucky smiles slightly as he walks over to the large glass window, looking out over the Thames. You walk up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist and rest your forehead on his shoulder.

Y/n
"You okay?"

Bucky
"Yeah, just need a second to settle I guess."

You give him a peck on the cheek as you walk in front of him and towards the kitchen.

Y/n
"I'm gonna grab a cup of tea, do you want anything?"

He turns to look at you and shakes his head with a smile. You nod, knowing that there's something off, but he'll tell you in his own time.