Friends With Distance || Bucky x Reader

Prolouge

Dear diary,
     Today is November 30th and i will be meeting Bucky tomorrow afternoon. He lives 2,000 miles from me, he is practically on the other side of the country. His name is James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes. We met on the internet, 2 years ago. I was on instagram when he followed me and liked a few pictures. He didn't have many pictures but from what i saw, i knew he had a close friend and enjoyed history. He would post about WWII and a few pictures with a broad, blonde man. Any pictures he had of himself, don't show any skin. He posts pictures with long sleeves and gloves or his hands in his pockets. I never asked because i assumed he was self conscious. He immediately direct messaged me and we have been best friends ever since. He enjoys calling me 'doll' and i call him 'Buck'. We have been planning to meet for over six months and tomorrow is finally the day. I hope nothing goes wrong because if i am honest, my heart soars when i see his name pop up on my phone for a call or text. Imagine what it would be like in person.

You smiled at the thought and leaned your head back on your pillows. You knew you would be wearing his favorite black hoodie, which you posted many pictures in because it was the last piece you had of your sister who passed around the time you met buck. He came in at quite a perfect time to brighten up your life again. Your sister, Xiomara, was your best friend.

You grabbed your phone and clicked the contact name , 'Buck 💕' and typed , "Goodnight, sleep well bucky. Dont forget about our meet up tomorrow. I will be wearing the hoodie." You hit sent, slid your phone onto the charger on your nightstand, cuddled into your blanket and pillows and fell asleep.