With Him | Bucky x Reader | Enemies with Benefits

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Bucky's POV:

Today was the day they were taking Vanya. Y/n and I had only been told two days ago, and masking our sadness in front of him had been one mean feat. 

It was now 5am and I was just lying in our bedroom in the dark, holding my girl close to my chest as she slept. Sniffling sporadically, I was sure her dreams were far from pleasant. I rubbed my hand slowly on her back in circles, trying to provide her with some comfort.

According to Tony, the woman he was going to live with did speak Russian, which did provide some comfort but either way, we didn't want to lose him. 

Y/n/n cried a little into my chest.

"Doll," I whispered, "Y/n/n, are you awake?" 

I felt a tear drop onto my chest and I tightened my hold on her.

"Shh... It's okay." I said, my voice cracking as I tried to comfort her. "He'll be happier." I honestly couldn't bring myself to believe it, but I had to say it for her. "It's all going to be okay."

She gripped me tighter, more tears soaking my T-shirt. *I don't want him to go.*

I kissed her on the top of her head. "I know, I know. It's going to be okay."

"Do you think we can visit him?" she whispered quietly, "Or he can come back here?"

"I don't know, I wish I could say yes, but I don't know." I stopped rubbing her back and just held her. "We're not exactly the safest group." 

Eventually, neither of us had anything more to say. We lied there, crying quietly in the dark.

By 11:30 the social worker had arrived, a tall ginger lady, she seemed nice enough. She had a kind demeanor and she ran us all through the entirety of the process. She explained the accommodations that would be made for his schooling and told us not to worry. 

The only person that didn't attend the 'briefing' was Y/n. She had chosen to stay with Vanya and explain to him what was going to happen.

After 45 minutes of being spoken at by the social worker, Y/n/n walked in holding him and mumbling to him in Russian. 

I could see that they'd both been crying. I could see that Y/n was still crying. 

She sat next to me, resting her head on my shoulder and Vanya sat next to us. *I told him.* She thought to me with a resigned expression. *I think he understands*

*Thank you. I'm sure it's better that he heard from you.* 

She just hummed in agreement.

"Vanya?" Said the social worker, "Are you ready to say your goodbyes?"

"Bucky?" He looked expectantly, clearly wanting me to translate. 

I did and it broke my heart to see tears forming in his eyes. 

Vanya walked around the group, silently holding his arms out to demand hugs from everyone. Nobody could think of anything to say so the silence covered the room like a thick fog.

He stayed in Y/n's arms the longest and I heard her whisper quietly into his ear "Я люблю тебя" (I love you)

It was as much as I could do to hold myself together.