𝓣𝓱𝓮 107𝓽𝓱- Bucky x Y/N {𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳}

Part 16

I drove toward a car on a motorcycle on a vacant street at night. I threw my arm out as I sped closer to the car. The driver noticed and sped up. But I caught up to them anyway and slashed the window with my metal arm. The glass shattered and the car stopped on the side of the road. I got off my motorcycle and walked over to the drivers' side. I opened the door and saw a man and a woman inside, both with white hair and wrinkles on their faces.

The woman's hair was pulled tightly into a ponytail and she wore a scared look on her face. The man's hair was left loose, no gel at all. He wore the same look as the woman next to him. I grabbed the man and pulled him out by his hair. He looked up at me. "Sergeant Barnes?!" he said, sounding confused, relieved, and scared all at the same time.

Who is this guy? Why did he call me Sergeant Barnes? Who is Sergeant Barnes? I thought. I pulled out a gun. He looked at me, breathing hard. I pulled the trigger.

I woke up and sat up quickly, breathing fast and unsteadily. "Bucky? Are you ok?" y/n had turned over to look at me. "Yeah I'm... fine." "Hey, come here." I laid back down slowly. She ran her hand down my torso and stopped at my abs. I put my hand on hers. "You like that?" I asked her. "Um... yeah... I guess." I let out a small chuckle. "No need to be embarrassed, y/n."

She then chuckled. Y/n and I laid there for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling while my hand was on top of hers. "Y/n?" "Yeah?" "You wanna get some coffee tomorrow?" "Is that another way of asking me on a date?" "Well...no-maybe-yes?" "You're cute," y/n smiled, still looking at the ceiling, "Yes, I'll go get coffee with you. But we should go to sleep, Buck." "Ok, night y/n." "Night Bucky."

Y/n POV

You woke up before Bucky did. It was around 6 AM when you got out of bed. You took a shower and decided to leave your hair down today. You put on a black t-shirt, a black leather jacket with a zipper on the sleeve, some black ripped jeans, and your usual black combat boots. You reached for your holster but then realized that you were finally done fighting. You were really free now. To do what? You asked yourself. (Sorry I had to)

You didn't know what to do with yourself so you sat down on the couch and waited for Bucky. Soon enough, he came. He was wearing a solid black t-shirt, a black sweatshirt, and some jeans. He also had his gloves on. "You ready to go, doll?" Bucky asked, smiling. "Of course." you smiled back.