All This Time

Chapter 38

I woke up with Bucky's hand around my waist.

Looking sun-kissed as it blankets his face and all his beautiful features.

Thankfully it isn't his metal arm that's draped around my waist. I was able to lift his arm carefully and slowly before crawling out of bed.

I made myself breakfast and while I was eating he walked in.

I will never get tired of seeing his shirtless body. It always makes my cheeks heat.

"Morning," he says in a groggy voice.

I was confused until I remember what we did on our drive back last night.

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I drove us home and he played some of my music.

He was recalling a lot of the songs I've played in the past when we would go out. Telling me how much he loved the songs and how he tried to find some of them but couldn't for the life of him remember the name.

"I'm telling you I listened to maybe twenty different songs until I gave up."

"Find any interesting songs on that long search?" I ask curiously.

I can't tell you the number of times I've done that but found some great songs in the process.

"Actually yes. Two songs."

"Just two?"

"A lot of them were too...pop-y," he says with a cringed expression.

"Understandable."

He then grabs my phone and starts tapping away on it.

"What are you doing?"

"Just trying to relive a moment," he says looking at my phone screen intensely.

That's when I hear the tune of a familiar song. I noticed the road we were on and I turn to see him putting his window down with a calm smile on his face as his eyes are closed. The wind is hitting his face but he doesn't seem to mind.

I laugh to myself as I turn the music up.

He finally opens his eyes and turns to me. His smile only grew wider as I put my window down and let the air hit my face.

Like those times before. The road was silent and alone. The only thing was us driving down with music blaring without a care in the world.

"So, what'd you do with the real Buck?" I ask raising my voice over the loud music.

"He's here," he says back to me.

I raise my brows in a challenging way.

"He's just finally happy."

I tried to pay attention to the road but couldn't help look back at him as he gazed into my eyes.

I watch him lean forwards and turn the music up an insane amount.

My face twists in confusion as he smirks and proceeds to sit up and stick half his body out of the window.

"Jesus!"

He starts shouting the lyrics into the wind and it's as if I'm staring at a completely different person.

His smile is so wide that if you knew Bucky, you wouldn't think twice that it was him.

"You're crazy!"

"Am I?" He shouts back barely understandable over the loud music and harsh wind.