Unashamed

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--- Chase's Point of View ---

"What are you doing here?" My voice was stammering, I had meant it to be strong but all you could manage was fear.

He let out a deep laugh and started to walk forward to me, I stumbled back a little bit, I knew deep down that he would never harm me.

"I wanted to see you, and don't way it's bad luck, you're marrying him not me." He deadpanned.

"I'm sorry." I wasn't sure why I was apologizing to him, but I felt like I should, I knew that I had harmed him.

"Are you really?"

He walked up and stood in front of me, looking down at me with an unsettling intensity that made me feel kind of scared and uneasy.

"James." The stammer in my voice was very evident and I couldn't keep it from me, I was scared of him, not that I thought that anything would happen, but I saw him, I felt like he was more Winter Soldier than he was Bucky right now. It was just a feeling that was coming off of him in waves.

I watched as his eyes softened as he looked at me, I guess I must have looked terrified because I saw his body relax a little bit and he gave me a soft almost apologetic smile.

"I just wanted to see you."

I stepped forward and put my hand on his cheek, he had a full beard, it looked good on him, and he turned into my touch.

"What are you doing?" I didn't ask the question about him being the Winter Solider again, but anyone could tell by the tone of my voice what I was asking.

"I have to do something, my timeline is gone Chase, I have nowhere to go."

"You need to leave."

"I know, I just had to see you, but I shouldn't draw attention to myself."

I looked down and bit my lip, conflicting feelings were swelling in me, when I looked up he had all but jumped off the balcony.

I walked over to the outside door and looked, I couldn't see him, I half wondered for a moment if I had hallucinated him.

Worry started to fill me because I thought about how he got into Wakanda... he couldn't have.

'Unless he is staying here.' My brain concluded, I realized that it made sense, could he rilly simply be hidden in plain sight?

I felt someone wrap their arm around me and I turned letting out a yelp at suddenly being touched.

I was confused for a moment, until I saw Bucky, my Bucky standing there, he was looking down at me with a wide smile.

"What?" I started to question, and he leaned forward and kissed me, I wrapped my arms around his neck, I came back to my mind, this was my Bucky, my soon to be husband.

After a moment I put my hand on his shoulders and pushed back hard, narrowing my eyes at him.

"What are you doing here, it's bad luck to see me."

"I don't believe that, but there is nothing to worry about I won't stay long, I'm going to fuck you so hard that you won't be able to wash me off you tonight..."

I gasped and gave him an exaggerated offended look.

"You're just here to get some?"

"Yes..." He said this unashamed; I giggled when he wrapped his arms around my waist, I put James from my mind as he walked us over to my bed. 

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