Treat you Better

Chapter 12-

2 years later

Bucky and I were on a mission with Sam as usual, as we have these past months since Sam became Captain America. This mission was pretty intense, so Bucky turned to me and said, "Doll, if we make it out of this alive, will you marry me?"
I glared at him and Sam clearly wanted to laugh.
"Seriously bucky?" I ask, annoyed. He just shrugs his shoulders.
"We'll survive this, Bucky, but promise me when we do, just propose normally." I say, and he smiles.
"Okay doll." He says and I just shake my head before continuing to fight.
"And Sam, if you start laughing, I will literally kick your ass you into tomorrow." I say as calmly as possible. I hear Sam gulp and Bucky chuckle.
"Gosh Doll, you're hot when you threaten people." Bucky says, chuckling. I glare at him, as a light shade of pink spreads across my cheeks.
"Shut up, or I will kick you into tomorrow as well." I say, pointing my gun at him. He lowly puts his hands up in defense.
"I'm just being honest." He says. I shake my head. Once we finished the mission, Bucky took us to the roof of our apartment complex, then out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nat riding down the street on her motorcycle and Tony flying away in his suit. I'm guessing Bucky called in some favors. I looked at him and smiled.
"This looks beautiful, Bucky." I say, smiling.
"Не такая красивая, как ты, куколка. (Not as beautiful as you, Doll.)" I hear bucky mumble in Russian under his breath.
"You do know that I know Russian, right?" I say, laughing. His cheeks heated up a little, as he had forgotten that I spoke 3 languages, which were English, Romanian and Russian.
"You did want a normal proposal, I had this planned already." Bucky says as he drags me towards the little table and blanket. I smile at him. I lean forward and peck his lips.
"I love you, bucky." I say, smiling. He grabs the back of my neck, pulling me back in, capturing my lips in another kiss. On the table, there is a laptop and a few selection of movies.  Bucky stood up quickly, he then pulled me up. He took my hands in his.
"Doll, when we first started dating, I promised myself that I would treat you better than Steve had, and I've most definitely have done that. These 6 years that we've spent together, have definitely been better than with any amount of years that I spent with anyone back in the 40s. You most definitely have changed me for the better." Bucky says. I saw tears brimming in his eyes. He got down on one knee, pulling a small maroon box out of his pocket and opened it, revealing a silver ring with a ruby.
"Doll, Will you marry me and let me treat you better for the rest of our lives together?" Bucky asks. Honestly, this is the best proposal that I've seen, and I've seen some really nice proposals.
"Bucky, yes." I say, smiling softly. He slid the ring onto my finger, and stood back up, pulling me into a hug. His arms are around my waist while my arms are around his neck. We stood there for a few minutes in total silence except for the sound from the street.
"I love you so much, doll." He says, kissing my head. I tilted my head up and captured his lips.
"I love you too." I whisper against his lips.