Forever. (A Bucky Barnes fanfiction)

Chapter 38. (FINAL CHAPTER)

As we throw the last bottle filled garbage bag into the dumpster, Steve suddenly hugs me again, practically squeezing my brains out. This is nice, having them back with me, it's one of the worst feeling ever to know that I left them there like they were dead, but they weren't even. It's not like I didn't care about them enough to bring the bodies back with me, but I didn't want something to happen where I accidentally I don't know, burned their remains to nothing's but a black charred crisp. So I left. "I'm sorry I left you there Steve, I thought you were dead." I whisper to him, feeling years arise in my eyes. "I'm sorry they didn't tell you, I mean look at this." He pulls away from the hug and points to the dumpster filled with bottles. "You could've died." "Since you guys were gone I thought it was my fault, so I kept trying to something, and always ended up in the hospital got failed suicide attempts, I always begged them to kill me somehow, but I'm glad they didn't, cause I wouldn't be looking at you right now." Steve smiles sadly at my statement, and kisses me on the forehead. "Let's go inside." "Agreed."
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"D'ya need some help, doll?" "Yeah..I'm tall but I'm not that tall." I reply and laugh a little bit, he chuckles and reaches up, grabs the cookies, and hands them do me. "Why thank you handsome." I flirt. "You're welcome, cutie." Damnit. He's a professional. "Fuck." I mutter to myself. He slyly slides up next to me, snaking his arm around my waist and putting his face extremely close to mine. "Watch your mouth, sweetheart." He says in a low, husky voice that makes me blush and literally sends a chill down my spine. "Fuck." I repeat, smirking. I can play that game too. "Oh so we're doing that, huh?" "Indeed we are." I reply. I slyly move my arm around him,  pulling his body close to mine, and placing my lips on his neck. "I can play this game allllll day, Barnes." I whisper into his skin. I chuckle upon feeling him shiver, nows my chance. I suddenly reach down and tickle his stomach, he tries to jump back in attempt to escape but I push him onto the floor gently and straddle his waist, continuing to tickle him mercilessly. "Get off me!" He cries out, whilst laughing hysterically. "Nope!" "You're an asshole." His joke statement makes me pause the tickling and stare into his eyes with a smirk. "Watch your mouth, sweetheart." "Shut up, you." He giggles, pushing me off of him. "You know I like when you call me doll." I stand up and pull him up with me. I really do love it when he calls me doll, I don't know why but it just makes me feel warm inside. "Yeah?" "Yeah. You used to call every girl you flirted with doll though, so it's not really that special, I just like it." "It is special when I call you that because you're the only girl I've called doll that I meant it." He replies. His response makes me blush a deep red across my whole face, which is kinda embarrassing, but the embarrassment makes me go even redder..so...fuck. "Bucky?" "Mhm?" "Do you love me still? after being gone all this time?" He props himself up in his elbows and stares at me with his eyebrows furrowed. "What kind of question is that? Of course I still love you." "It's just cause we hadn't seen each other in so long, I just wanted to make sure." He scoots over to where I lay and rests his chin on my chest, looking up at me and smiling adorably. "I'll always love you. No matter what."