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Bucky Barnes x Reader [Come back] (NOT SAD)

I am so fucking sorry about the lack of uploads but I'm at home for a few weeks so it should pick up a lot. I promise things will get faster and THANK YOU ALL FOR 2K HOLY SHIT THIS IS AMAZING! This one is an old one but I found it and edited things a little so I actually like this one, Enjoy!

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The life of an avenger is not an easy one. Mission were painful and tough, often they had to visit terrible places and of course they might not make it back. But it was fine because he always told (Y/N) he would come home. If he had to leave early in the morning, while she slept he would kiss her goodbye before promising to come back. If he couldn't see her before he went, there would always be a text waiting, promising his safe return. Even if there weren't any missions going on, when they were out for coffee, or lying in bed, or just living civilian life, he would sometimes tell her that he would always come back. She trusted him with everything so she rarely worried. After all, he said he would always come back.

Another day, another mission. (Y/N) knew Bucky would be gone early so she made sure she was up to make him breakfast before. While they ate the two lovers talked, about what it didn't matter, just normal talk. Then he stood to go, gabbing his rucksack and hat, and opening the door.

"I'll be gone about a week"

"Only?" she replied with a sarcastic grin. He smiled back

"Yeah, maybe a little longer though" her smile faded a little "but back by Christmas, I promise"

"Alright" her grin returned and she kissed him deeply.

"I love you (Y/N)"

"l love you too Bucky"

And he was gone. Still this wasn't too hard for the young girl, it wasn't her fist time without him. A week was less then missions often got. Bucky, Steve, Natasha and Wanda left on December 3rd, they were due back on December 10th however on the 8th (Y/N) got a call.

"Hay babe"

"Hay Bucky, how's it going"

"Not too good, we underestimated the size of the base so it's going to take a little longer than we expected"

"Oh...ok then"

"I'm so sorry"

"No, its fine. I just miss you"

"I miss you too"

So, they would be little longer. That was fine, they always came back. Now it was December 16th and there was no word from the team. Bruce called every other day to let her know what little information was coming in and Tony was doing his best to locate their trackers but it wasn't looking good. Still (Y/N) had hope, so she tried to continue like normal. The apartment was fully decorated and presents were placed under the tree. It was just how they both liked it. Sitting on the couch late on December 18th, reading a book while watching the fire she couldn't help but imagine the scene but with a certain man beside her and maybe a few little ones running around. They idea of a family both terrified and excited Bucky, though he had agreed that one day he would like it. She smiled to herself and moved to the window. As she watched the lights of the city, a flake of white interrupted the dark sky. The first snow began to fall.

It was the 21st and (Y/N) was impatiently waiting on the roof of the Avenger's tower. Any minute now was the Quinjet due to land, the mission had been a success and soon her lover would be home. It was a little dark out but still she could make out the light of a flying object that was heading their way. Everyone waiting on the roof cheered as the jet landed and the backdoor opening. Wanda dashed out and ran straight towards Vision, the two shared a deep kiss. Natasha was next, and quickly embraced Clint. Then Steve got off, he hugged Tony and Bruce before heading towards (Y/N). His face was firm but he held back much emotion.

"Bucky was caught in a small landslide. He's not dead but has been pronounced M.I.A"

She froze. He promised he would come back. Steve was still talking but the words passed her. He had to come back, what was she supposed to do without him. He was her lover, other half, everything she needed and cared for. He had picked her up when she fell, he had moved her forward, and she done the same for him. They were a whole not just two people. Without a word she left. People called after her but their voices were just back ground noise. For the next two days the broken girl living in misery. Nothing seemed the same, every bight colour drained, every happy tune gone dull.

On December 25th she woke up around 8am. Alone in a cold bed. The snow had fallen in a thick blanket that covered the city and the usually packed streets were almost empty. It was quiet and calm. Slowly she made coffee and pancakes, then sat in the window. It hurt so much, but moving on was best. Her vision slid to the pile of presents that lay under a perfectly decorated tree. Tears almost began to fall but a sound stopped her. A metallic sound, like a key in a lock. Then the creaking of the front door. And a beaten-up Bucky stepping in.

(Y/N)'s heart leapt in her chest as Bucky smiled slightly at her. Never had she crossed a room so fast. He stepped forward and pulled her to him tightly. Her legs around his waist and her face buried in his shoulder. The grip he had was almost suffocating but it escaped her noticed when their lips met. It was deep and full off all the missing passion that hadn't had time to blossom for almost a month. Tears streamed from both their eyes and all emotion came tumbling out. With both their foreheads touching he grinned at her.

"I promised you I would come home, didn't I?"

.............................................. Wow that was both long (969 words) and a little painful. Sorry about all the rambling, still I like it. Again thank you legends so much for 2k I love all of you so much and I'll see you soon.