Warnings: angst
Summary: You're forced to go back to the one place you tried to hard to get away from. You're forced to contront the memories you left behind.
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Then
It seemed like wherever Bucky went, Steve and Sam followed. You thought it'd be nice to go shopping at your local mall with Bucky since he'd been so busy with work. You put on something cute to wear and did your hair only to feel like you're being followed the whole time. You tried to ignore them but it was hard when you saw their black clothes in every corner.
"Does this look cute?" you asked and held up a shirt.
"On me or you?" Bucky joked.
"Ha-ha, very funny. Wait, it might look good on you."
Bucky smiled and took the shirt while you moved to a different section of the store, the dresses. He didn't mind holding the things you wanted to get. He'd do it forever if he knew this made you happy. It does. You liked shopping. Just not with grown men following you.
"Do they have to be here?" you sighed as you looked at the dresses.
"It's a precaution, pisică."
You liked the little nicknames he gave you, especially in his native tongue, Romanian.
"Because of your job?" Bucky nodded. "When are you gonna tell me what you do?"
"I'd rather stay in our little bubble a little while longer, if possible."
"Fine, but you will have to tell me eventually." Bucky didn't respond to that. Once you were done with the dresses, you moved to the jewelry section. The prices in this store were outrageous and you turned to Bucky with a frown. "Are you sure we should keep shopping here? I've already spent enough of your money."
"Pisică, I make more money in an hour than the one hundred grand you're going to spend."
"You're spoiling me," you grinned.
Bucky pulled you into him and placed his hands on your ass, not caring if anyone saw.
"You're my girl. Of course, I will."
He leaned down and kissed you and your heart swelled in happiness.
Now
You always knew Bucky would find you but you didn't know when or where it'd happen. He truly didn't know where you were for the first six months you were gone. After you enrolled in college, he found you. In order to apply for it, you had to use your real name which Sam caught when he was looking for you online.
Despite what you may think of him, he really does love you. He just has a weird way of showing it.
Bucky has left his men behind where you crashed your car at while his driver takes you to one of his mansions. You've been to almost all of them because he used to take you all around the country for the hell of it. You have a room in every single one of them.
"Pisică–"
"Don't call me that," you snap and look at him.
"It took a long time to find you. I thought you had dropped off the face of the Earth."
"Bite me."
"Don't tempt me," he smirks. He loses it when he thinks about what to ask next. "Why did you run?"
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