Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile

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It's later in the night and everyone has gone to their own rooms to either stay up and play video games like Cass or paint like Aj because they don't have summer school activities tomorrow so they make the most of the long weekend. Which, why they have that is confusing but Louisiana schools apparently force it on their Freshman and Sophomore's so they can get a good idea of colleges they want to go to and for when they start driving, saving up money, getting a job, etcetera. Now, I lay in the middle of the bed with Bucky laying between my legs and using my lower stomach as a pillow while I scroll through my phone a little bit and comb my fingers through Bucky's hair until he tips his head back to look at me.

"Doll?" Bucky speaks

"Hmm?" I hum and turn my phone off before setting it to the side

"Can I ask you a really deep and personal question?" He honestly asks and I furrow my eyebrows

"Y-yeah." I hesitate, now wondering what he has on his mind. "Is it about Luca or HYDRA?" I ask

"No." He sighs and traces the petals on my right thigh with his left hand. "It's about you... a-and me." He trails off a little bit

"What's wrong, Buck?" I grab his hand and he squeezes my fingers gently

"Nothing." He shakes his head. "I've just been thinking about when we were dancing and talking about hypothetical weddings and when I saw the pictures of you and Emma and I ju-" He huffs and stops his sentence which happens when he gets too overwhelmed about bringing something sensitive up or something that's too deep that makes him shut down and refuse to speak especially with me because he is afraid of the reaction I will give and the last thing he ever wants to do with me is fight

"You wanna get married?" I attempt to finish his thought casually and his head snaps up to look at me with wide eyes

"Wh- no! I mean... I-I want to get married one day, yeah... but... I-I mean, I found my doll and all but, I-" He stammers and looks anywhere but my eyes that squint a little from my smile

"Sweetheart." I stop his chopped up words and he sighs as he rests his head back on my stomach. "You are not going to scare me away with your thoughts. It's not like something is going to happen tomorrow along the lines of what you are thinking." I remind him when he gets overwhelmed like this

"I know." He takes a deep breath and tries again. "When we were dancing, I felt like my life was complete. We were in our living room, listening to one of our songs and planning our hypothetical wedding even though we were vague and I was just thinking." He starts

"You want to get married?" I ask again with a bigger smile

"Not now." He calms my nerves. "But, one day, I do want to marry you, babydoll. Ever since I met you, I was done searching and looking for someone else because my life was right there. My life bumped into me and all I wanted that day was to be where I am right now." He explains. "It's okay if you don't feel the same, I was just thinking." He mumbles his expression of emotions before resting the side of his face on my hips to look at our intertwined hands

"The feeling's mutual." I admit and he smiles against my thigh. "I always promised myself that I would never get into a relationship just because I want to for the attention or the kisses or even sex. I wanted a relationship so I can build my love up and create a comfortable home for the two of us. I never wanted a nine month chapter that ends in heartbreak. I want a full story I can reread over and over again." I explain my side

"So, we both agree we are never breaking up?" He asks genuinely but his nerves makes him laugh a little

"I'm never planning to do so." I shake my head and lift my left hand to brush his hair back. "I don't think there's an argument that could pull us apart. No threat or distance. Nothing. You're stuck with me the same way I'm stuck with you." I say and he nods in agreement