Kick Vibe [Bucky Barnes]

Through Bucky's eyes

She's been off all day. I don't know what's happening inside her head all the time and I want to know so badly. I want to help her.

I step out of the bathroom, thinking I would find her on the bed, or anywhere near, but no. She's nowhere in here. I frown as I exit the room. She can't be far, that's for sure.

I wander around just before I hear her voice on the balcony, and yes, there she is, with crossed legs sitting on the dark wood of the terrace. So typical of her to not sit on one of the furniture pieces. I edge closer, trying to catch who she's talking to on the phone without her even noticing me.

"I'm just really sorry that I'm not there." I hear her say.

Who is she talking to now? It must be a special day though, and I can't ignore the sadness braided in her voice.

"I know it's not my fault, momma. I just really wanted to be there with you."

I'm curious to what she's talking about. I leaning closer to the open sash, catching the conversation from the one side I can hear it.

"Just make sure that you're not alone today, okay? Oh, the neighbor asked you to hang out a little later? That sounds really nice. Well, he is a nice guy."

A silence fills the air and I take the opportunity to quietly tiptoe outside.

"I love you too, momma."

She hangs up the moment I sit behind her and my legs rest on each side of her frame. I'm still quite unsure of what to do concerning close contact with anyone, but when she leans back into me, I automatically wrap my arms around her waist, holding her closely.

We quietly sit like this for what feels like hours while I rest my chin on her shoulder. She shakes softly, and I don't know it it's because she may be cold, or because she's crying.

I let her go, receiving a quiet whimper before relocating myself in front of her. She watches my movements with puffy eyes, red from rubbing the tears away.

She curls up in her tiny ball again, hiding her face as I lay my hands on her upper arms. She doesn't flinch at the touch of my metal hand, but then again, she never has. She looks up between her hair, and it's heartbreaking to see the normally bubbly personality breaking down like this.

She wants to say something, but I keep her quiet by only caressing her arms. I have no idea what to do in a situation like this. I mean, it's only been a few years since I've really been myself. I scoot closer to her and wrap my arms around her little ball of sorrow. She hiccups between her sobs as I press my lips onto her hair.

"You don't have to explain yourself, Addy." I slightly smile, "I know you'll tell me when you're ready."

She pushes my head up with hers before staring at me with her red-rimmed sea blue eyes. There's a sly smile playing on her lip, which makes me smile a little brighter than before.

"It's my parents' wedding anniversary." She whispers painfully, "It's the first time my mom is alone on this day, and I'm not sure how to handle her being alone."

"It's going to be okay, Addy." I smile at her as I wipe the remaining tears off her face.

I kiss her lightly before I press her against my chest, hoping she would calm down completely. Minutes pass by, and I hear her stomach growling. She must've skipped dinner thanks to being so emotional. I slowly let her go and try to sweep her up in my arms to go and eat, but she resists by playing dead weight.

"I want to see the sunset." She smiles weakly.

I leave her be on the balcony as I make my way to the kitchen. I open the fridge and look, but there's nothing to just eat instantly. I shrug and grab some bags of chips out the cupboard, as well as a bottle of scotch and two glasses. I drape two blankets over my shoulder before joining her back outside.

I put everything near her, but not near enough for her to go grab the things I brought. I sweep her off her feet, throwing her over my shoulder as I try to lay a blanket on the floor.

"Bucky! Let me down!" She shouts as I keep her on my shoulder.

"Just wait, woman." I grin at my own words, "I'm trying to put this blanket down."

I finally get it all right before I put her back down on it. I drape the other one over her shoulders, which she hugs closely.

"It was meant to be shared, that one." I say, not realizing I'm pouting.

"Give me food and I'll share." She answers, ignoring my probably sad looking face.

That's the Addison I know and love, I think. My head is probably turning red now, as I realize what I just thought. Do I really love her? I look at her, wrapped in a blanket like a burrito. I guess I do.

I sit next to her, putting the chips in front of her as she opens a bag. I pour scotch in the two glasses and hand one to her. She opens the blanket for to scoot closer to her and I do so, wrapping my arm around her waist. She rests her head on my shoulder while eating as I take a gulp of the burning liquor. At least I won't be able to get drunk.

The sky colors a bright orange before turning to a combination of pink and purple. The moment I think Addison is sleeping, she stirs, looking up at me as the sunset changes her irises to a perfect mix of that seablue and purple. I lean in, pressing my lips on hers and I don't want this moment to end. It all feels perfect.

That is until her phone goes off again. She pulls apart and takes the device from underneath her. She looks at her screen, but hits ignore either way.

"Why did you do that?" I ask perplexed.

"It was just Jacks. I don't want to talk to him." She replies.

"Did something happen?"

She sighs deeply, "He said some things that weren't taken lightly. Pretty heartless too. He's just jealous because I'm with you instead of him."

"Oh..." I look in front of me.

"But I'd rather be with you than with him." She whispers as she lays her head back on my shoulder.

My heart leaps as I let her fall asleep on my shoulder. Nothing can and will ruin this moment, or us.