Dawn | Bucky Barnes ✔️

33. Memory lane

Z A H R A J E N K I N S
Flashback | Wakanda

I never thought I would see the day that someone would know me better than I know myself. But Bucky seems to make my day come faster than expected. He makes me want to live, want to live life to the fullest. To be able to experience things that I would never could've done. To get the chance to go out and experience the world, travel and be who I am. To live my truth, to be myself.

So as I stare up into his protective, sincere eyes staring down at me. I know with our second thought, that he is the one. The one I want to be with, that the three words are on the top of my tongue but I can't willed myself to say it. I don't think I'm ready to put myself out there to say those words but it doesn't stop me from leaning into his touch, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

I sigh blissfully into the kiss, as his hands tighten around my waist and ran one up my back, pressing me harder against his chest. He tasted like mint, and sweetness that made my head swim. My mouth opened, lips parted as he adventures into my mouth, the kiss isn't rough nor soft just perfect as we mould together as if we are apart of puzzle pieces being placed back together.

My hands were in his dark hair, pulling him closer, exploring his mouth with my tongue as he lifts me off my feet. The music changed again and more people crowded the small dance floor. He sets me down gently, and we pull apart. Panting with my pulse pounding in my veins, I look up into his caring, gentle eyes.

I do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over like stars in the sky, shining so bright.

I was still at his chest, his arms around me in a secure hold. He held me so softly that I wished he wouldn't ever let go. I felt at home. I stare into his blue eyes with love and care but only in secret and hopelessness. I feel like I got addicted to him so easily but I'm so overdose by it that I can't stop.

"I like the taste of your lips on mine." He teases me, his hand curving into my waist.

I tilt my head up, eyes crinkling with mischief. "Maybe you should try again." I stated with a tipped up smirk.

He smirks down at me, leaning his head down towards my ear, his breath tingling me. "The problem is doll." He said, nibbling my earlobe. "If I kiss you again, I don't think I'd be able to stop."

"What makes you think I would stop you?" I retorted, running my hands down his chest teasingly as he leans back up.

His eyes glinted in the moonlight, the party lights flickering all around us. "Don't tempt me, Dawn." He whispers, leaning close to my lips.

I grin as I about to lean into his touch before, a hand clamped down on to my shoulder. I look over my shoulder to see Steve looking between us, "No making out in front of me, please. I don't want that imagine in my head." He grumbled.

I smiled up at him, concealing a laugh inside of me. "We have no idea what you're talking about." I giggled, eyes crinkling with mischief.

Bucky seemed to catch on to what I was doing and continued it. "Yeah I agree, me and Dawn were just dancing. I think you need to get your eyes tested, pal, middle age crisis is probably getting to you." Bucky pointed out as I let out a snort, my hand coming up towards my face in shock and amusement.

Steve stomped his feet like a child, a grumble escaping through his mouth. "For your information...pal." Steve stated with air quotes around pal. "I am only 33."