You helped Steve walk Bucky up to your new safe house. You let Steve take Bucky over to the couch and you found the medical kit.
When you walked over to him he had a cloth held to his forehead. You sat next to him and looked at his forehead. You gently tugged his hand down and got to work.
You knew the whole time Bucky was looking at you. You never looked at him once. You finally placed a bandage on his head and got up to leave, but before you could Bucky grabbed you.
"(Y/n)," he said softly. "You called me the man you love." His eyes were holding something back. Yours were holding tears.
"I know," you answered him and went up to your room.
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After a good hour or two you heard a knock on your door. You stood up and answered it. Bucky stood there."Hey Buck," you said.
"Can we talk?" He asked. You nodded and let him in. Bucky sat down on the edge of your bed and you sat down next to him.
You looked at him as he looked down at the ground. He then turned to you and for a moment you stared into his bright blue eyes and it felt like there was no, no evil in the world.
You said you loved him. You meant it. But you could never sat it to his face.
Bucky brought his hand up and cupped your cheek. He leaned into you and kissed you again, only this time, you enjoyed it much, much more.
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.
Bucky never heard a single word of it, but he knew you meant it.

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