bucky barnes imagines ➸ requests closed

two ➼ bye doll

word count: 650

warnings: reader is in bathrobe

setting: right before first avenger

Grabbing your bathrobe and rubbing the sleep from your eyes at the same time, you stumble into the shower and turn on the water, only to jump as the freezing liquid hits your skin. After quickly changing the temperature and beginning to wash your hair, you relax into a daydream about a life where your country isn't at war with Nazi Germany.

All of a sudden, a loud sound ricochets through your Brooklyn apartment, shaking you from your utopia with a start.

What could that be?

Once you come to the understanding that somebody is urgently knocking on your door, you pull on a fluffy white robe and trip over your feet getting to the door. Searching for a face from the small peephole, you jump back when you see a sky blue eye staring right back at you. Your heart is racing as the person backs up and you see that it's a someone from the military.

Who do I know that's in the army? You wonder. The eye was familiar, but you are still half awake and your brain is a bit muddled at the moment.

"One sec! I'll be right there!"

You hear an impatient but confused mutter as you run through the entrance hallway to your bedroom.

Two minutes later, you are back at the door, now clothed in a simple blue dress with white collar and sleeve cuffs. You belatedly wonder if this is appropriate attire to be speaking to an army person in, but oh well it's too late now. Damp (h/c) hair flying everywhere (there wasn't time to brush it) you pull open the door with a dramatic flourish.

"Bucky?" Your hand flies to your mouth as you gape at the brown haired figure in front of you.

"(y/n)!"

"Why are you here so early?" You are so confused. Why was your boyfriend doing dressed like that? Surely he hadn't been...

As it he had read your mind, he nods and says the word that you couldn't bear to think.

"Drafted."

Your heart broke.

"What! No!!" You threw yourself into his arms, tears pouring down your cheeks. He wrapped his muscular arms around you and held you close, as if this was the last time you would ever see each other. And the truth was, it very well could be.

This thought made you cry harder as Bucky looked at you and gently brushed your tears away with his finger.

"Please don't cry (y/n). I'll be home before you know it. After all, once I get there, the war will definitely be won."

You sniffled, smiling at his optimism, and stood up to look back at him. Even though you had been friends for years, you had just recently began dating Bucky. You didn't know what you were going to do without him.

"I brought you somethin'," He said while reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a small box and opened it. Inside was the most beautiful necklace you had ever seen. It was simple and not at all flashy, with a silver chain and a small star at the bottom. It was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen.

You blushed and looked down as your boyfriend gently fastened the piece of jewelry around your neck. He wasn't swimming in money, so you knew that he would have had to dig deep for this gift.

"Thanks Buck, for everything. I mean it."

"No problem doll, anything for you." He smirked despite the circumstances.

"Is this goodbye?"

"For now, I'm afraid so." His demeanor changed as he smiled bittersweetly and looked at you.

"Buck.. I- I love you."

"Oh (y/n). I love you, too."

He pressed his lips to yours and you savored this moment, wanting to believe that you would kiss these lips again. In reality, you didn't know if you would.

"Goodbye Bucky."

"Bye doll."