She spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out with Bucky, as they try to distract their minds until the bombers made their way back. Of course, they were excited for when they did make it back but there is always the gnawing feeling of worry in the back of their heads. They had made their way to the watch tower and sat on the gated balcony, legs handing over the edge and arms crossed over the railings.
"I genuinely don't know how you do it", she says in a slightly surprised tone.
"Are you calling me unattractive?" Bucky responds, adding a hurtful tone to his voice intentionally.
"No, I'm just confused on how you get so many girls to go home with you", she laughs. "I mean come on, every single party Bucky", she leans her head against her crossed arms, facing his direction.
"Most women can't resist my charm", he said confidently, looking over the airstrip.
"And what about the ones who can?", she raises her eyebrow in question. "I would assume they damage your ego. Not that it would knock it down much. It's quite high."
Buck opens his mouth to say something back until he was cut off. "I can see them!", someone yells from inside the tower, pointing into the sky. Bucky and Y/N stood up simultaneously, eyes locked in the direction the young man was pointing, counting the number of planes coming in. Fortunately, the majority made it back, but unfortunately, they had lost 4 crews.
The group at the tower follow each other and run down the stairs. Y/N hope in Bucky's jeep after him as they speed off towards Buck's plane. Curt's and Crosby's were nearby which makes her sigh in relief. They see Buck hop out of the cockpit and make his way over to his closest friends.
"There he is!" Bucky yells at buck which makes him smile.
"Mind if I join you?", Buck asks, throwing his bag into the backseat.
"Take my spot", Y/N says as she jumps out of the car. "I'm gonna go meet up with some of the others", she pats Buck on the shoulder. "Glad you made it back Major."
"Leaving so soon?" Buck and Bucky ask at the same time, facing the girl that was already walking away.
"I'll see you both after interrogation", she waves and starts walking along the rows of B-17's. Her attention is caught by the familiar face of Curt who was talking with another member of his crew. "Curt!", she smiles happily. It was always a relief to see your friends making it back, no matter how big or small the mission was.
He stops chatting and looks over at her, his smile growing bigger at the sight of the girl he had become so close with. He drops his bags as she picks up her pace and wraps her arms around his shoulders, holding onto him tightly when he picks her up and spins her around.
"Hey Angel", he says after he puts her down, keeping his hands situated on her hips. "Miss me?"
"How could I not?"
"Hey, the ladies love my company, I don't make the rules", he says smugly, taking his hands away from the girl and reaching down to pick up his bag.
"Do they now?"
"I'm hurt."
The bigger truck that picks up the majority of the crews honk as some boys yell at Curt to get in before it takes off without him.

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After the World Has Fallen~ John Egan x Reader
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