𝙱𝚄𝙲𝙺𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂

❤︎ 𝙰𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚍?

Y/N'S POV

"Aren't you mad?" I sigh sitting down in the cough in Bucky's sad apartment. He doesn't answer just stare confused at me. "I mean, if my best friend had given his shield, his legacy to someone else I would be pretty pissed. Just saying," I shrug, he chuckles like I said the weirdest thing ever. "Stop laughing, I'm being serious!" I pout looking pretty annoyed at him.

"I think Steve made the right choice. If Sam ever would pick up that shield and become the new Captain America. I mean follow in Steve's steps, I would gladly help him. Sam is the one America needs, I on the opposite needs to finish this stupid book my therapist gave me. I'm glad Steve didn't put the burden of being Captain America on me. I've enough with this shit book," he sigh dragging me up from the cough.

"You know what's sad? It's that me, Sam and your therapist is the only people you've contacted with your phone this week. That's sad," I chuckle at him.

"You stole my phone? Doll give it back," he demand as I run down the hall against the bathroom. "I can't believe I'm dating a pocket thief," he sighs running after me.

"Hey, I'm not a thief anymore. And hey I was the best pocket thief in the world!" I say as he trap me in a corner. He snatch the phone out if my hands before his lips meets mine.