One-Shots

Marvel - James Barnes

In the quaint apartment they called home, Bucky Barnes and his beloved fiancée Y/N found solace in the sanctuary they had created together. The afternoon sun painted the room with golden hues, casting a warm glow upon their cherished haven.

The air was filled with a melody that resonated from the vintage record player, its timeless tunes wafting through the space and infusing their souls with a sense of tranquility. Bucky reached out his hand, his eyes locked with Y/N's, a tender smile gracing his lips.

"May I have this dance, my love?" he asked, his voice laced with a deep affection that stirred Y/N's heart.

Y/N's eyes sparkled with delight as she accepted his outstretched hand, her fingers interlacing with his. The world outside their door ceased to exist as they found solace in each other's arms. They moved with an effortless grace, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony to the rhythm of the music.

Bucky held Y/N close, his arms providing a shelter, a haven from the storms that raged beyond their sanctuary. In the embrace of their dance, they found respite, a fleeting moment of peace in a world plagued by chaos.

As they swayed to the melodic cadence, Y/N's head found solace upon Bucky's broad chest, his steady heartbeat echoing through her. Each movement, each step they took, was an unspoken declaration of their love, a testament to the depth of their connection.

"I wish this moment could last forever," Y/N murmured softly, her voice trembling with a mixture of longing and melancholy. "Just you and me, shielded from the hardships that lie ahead."

Bucky pressed a tender kiss upon Y/N's forehead, his touch a balm that soothed her fears.

"I share that sentiment, my love," he confessed, his voice saturated with the raw emotion that swelled within him. "But duty calls, and I must heed its relentless beckoning. Know that my heart will always remain steadfastly with you, even in the darkest of times."

They continued to dance, their movements synchronized, a breathtaking display of unity and love. The world around them faded away, replaced by an ethereal realm where only they existed.

As the music swelled to its crescendo, Bucky held Y/N tighter, his grip a testament to his unwavering resolve. Time seemed to suspend, the gravity of their impending separation casting a shadow upon their hearts.

In the final notes, they reluctantly parted, their gazes locked, silently conveying the depth of their emotions. Bucky cupped Y/N's face in his hands, his thumbs gently brushing away the tears that welled in her eyes.

"I promise you, Y/N," he vowed, his voice fierce and determined. "I will return to you, no matter the trials that lie before me. The strength of our love will guide me back into your arms."

Y/N's lips trembled, her voice filled with an unwavering devotion that resonated through the room.

"I will be here, waiting for you, Bucky," she declared, her words infused with a fierce determination. "Hold onto the memories of our dance, and know that my heart beats for you alone. Stay safe and come back to me. Our dance isn't over yet."

They shared one last embrace, their hearts intertwined and with a final kiss upon Y/N's lips, Bucky reluctantly tore himself away, his footsteps echoing through the apartment as he ventured towards his destiny. As the door closed behind him, Y/N stood there, her heart filled with love and hope, as she awaited the day when her beloved soldier would return to her arms.

In the ensuing days, as she waited for Bucky's return, their dance remained etched in her memory. Every note of the record player became a serenade, reminding her of their unbreakable bond. She clung to the passion they had shared, knowing that it would fuel their reunion when the war was over.