Chapter 39

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Buckys POV:

"Finishing touches! Oh!"

I achingly wait for her to plop the finishing paint on the canvas.

"Done!"

"Woo!" I cheer, picking her up and spinning her around.

"Finally!"

Her painting's background was black and grey. There was a black ballerina dancing. Straight legs, pointed toes, not a hair out of place. The tutu was dirty and dingy and the shoes were worn. The dancer looked tired. Exhausted even. It represented her. But, there was a mirror, and in that mirror was a new version of her. Wild curls, a new dress, a smile, a man, and color. I was the man in the reflection. Visible but just barely. I was coloring her background. I was putting color in her dark world.

(A/N: What I imagine as the art style)[Artist: Danielle Day Damson]

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(A/N: What I imagine as the art style)
[Artist: Danielle Day Damson]

Not exactly what her first brainstorm was, but the painting was still called The Dancing Angel.

"You're so talented" I smile

She just grins and pulls me down on the bed.

"Celebratory sex?"

She doesn't answer, instead, she kissed on my neck. "I love you, Buck"

"I love you too, Angel" I mumble

She lays her head on my shoulder and I rub her shoulder. "This is gonna hurt like shit"

"Hey, who even knows that I'll get in" She murmurs

"You will. You're talented and brilliant. You'll get in"

She sighs and I wipe her fallen tear. "You'll be okay"

"But, will you?" She asks

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Doves POV:

"Today is the day!" Bucky laughs

"Does the cap look okay? Do I need to fix the paint?"

"You look great" He spins me around and swoops me up.

"Buck!?" I laugh

"My little graduate"

Bucky instructs me to close my eyes and carries me outside.

"I'm gonna set you down now, keep your eyes closed"

"Okay" I nod

My feet touch the ground and I reach for his hand. They intertwine.

"Open, Angel" He whispers in my ear

I open my eyes and there was a limo. A damn limo.

"Bucky" I laugh

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