The sun shines through the treetops of the forest, tickling my skin. Despite the warm summer weather, a pleasant breeze blows, and I take a deep breath of the fresh air. I hear the birds chirping above me, and just a few meters away, I spot a deer gazing at me, transfixed. To witness so much freedom and carefreeness in times of war is breathtaking. A whistle pulls me out of my thoughts, and a grin automatically spreads across my lips. I slowly turn around, searching for Buck. He had spontaneously picked me up from home, and instead of going for a walk, we're now running around the forest as if we were little kids, not over 20 years old. My grandmother always said, the right man is the one who awakens the child in you, and I've found exactly that man.
I'm grabbed from behind and spun around in circles. My laughter feels weightless, and I'm probably the happiest woman in the world right now. Bucky sets me back down on the ground, and I turn to face him. His sky-blue eyes immediately find mine, and he looks at me as if I'm the most precious thing in every existing universe. I place my hands on his chest and rise onto my tiptoes until my lips are just millimeters from his. "Catch me if you can," I whisper before slipping from his arms. He calls my name, and I hear his laughter behind me.
I dash through the forest, jumping over fallen trees, and when I'm sure I've lost him, I hide behind a tree. He appears just seconds later, and I watch him from my hiding spot. He knows right away that I can see him, but he can't see me. It's been like that since we've known each other. If one of us enters a room, the other senses it immediately, and when one of us looks at the other, we feel it. He scans every inch of his surroundings, fixating on every tiny movement. He moves almost silently through the underbrush, and once again, I'm fascinated by the grace with which he moves. How can walking be so damn sexy?
I let out a whistle, and Bucky looks directly in my direction. I quickly retreat behind the tree as he mimics the sound. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing out loud. I wait a moment before peeking around the tree again. He's gone, but I know exactly where he is. Slowly, I turn around and have to tilt my head back to look into his eyes. Those beautiful eyes, as blue as the sky on a cloudless summer day, as blue as the water of the Atlantic Ocean, two sapphires shining in the sunlight. He whistles again, and I mimic him. I can't even remember when we established this as our secret signal, but every one of those sounds feels like a love confession.
This man is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. He's as beautiful as a crystal-clear mountain lake, reflecting the world around it. Beautiful like golden autumn leaves dancing in the wind. Beautiful like a summer rain shower, cleansing the air and refreshing the earth. Like the early morning mist, cloaking the landscape in gentle mystery. He's as beautiful as a swan gracefully gliding over still water, like a white mustang galloping freely across endless plains. His beauty is both powerful and tender, like the sound of the sea at sunrise, like the twinkling stars in a clear night sky. (Okay, that's enough XD)
We both start laughing, and I lean my head against the tree. Everything feels so light when he's with me, as if the world stands still for a moment and lets us enjoy it. A brief break from reality. Bucky absentmindedly brushes a red curl that had escaped my braid from my face and tucks it behind my ear. Then his hand traces down my face, leaving tingling trails on my skin, before cupping my chin and lifting my head so I have to look at him. My skin tingles where he touched me. My gaze shifts from his eyes to his mouth and back again. As if reading my thoughts, he strokes my cheek with his thumb and closes the distance between us, trapping me between him and the tree behind me. He bends down and closes the space between us. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he places his other hand on my cheek, deepening the kiss. How can something be so tender and so passionate at the same time?
He pulls away from me and takes a few steps back, his gaze running from my head to my toes and back again. The whole time, a smile plays on his lips. But then something strange happens. My world seems to shift, and the man in front of me changes.
His gaze becomes colder, more intimidating. His hair grows longer. He looks taller, more muscular. He's now wearing a combat suit made of leather. His left arm is made of metal.
The Winter Soldier.
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Another dream chapter :) I don't know what got into me in that one paragraph, but I just thought of all the things I find beautiful in nature and packed them into that section.
We're approaching the revelation of the truth in big strides, and to be honest, I'm a bit excited for these chapters because conveying all these emotions is going to be the biggest challenge this story will bring.
I often have to remind myself that this is the first story I've ever written.
Feel free to leave some criticism in the comments, and if you want, you can also share a bit about your day. Until next time <3
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