Imagine.....

"Y/n, We're leaving tomorrow to the H.Y.D.R.A base," Bucky said looking at you solemnly. It had been over a year since the war had began, and although women were not allowed to fight, you had disguised yourself as a Scottish man by the name of Douglas McMurray, and had become a member of The Howling Commandos, a group of men lead by Nicholas Fury. You hadn't told Steve or Bucky, your Oldest and trusted friends, of your decisions. But somehow, Bucky knew, and over the past year the bond between the two of you had grown even stronger than it had been in Brooklyn. You stared at him, from the tone in his voice you could tell right from the moment the first word spilled from his mouth that The Commandos would not be coming along, "And your not bringing a bigger squadron?! James, a trip like that with that little soldiers is completely and utterly ridiculous! It's suicide!" You replied, angry at him for not telling you sooner and scared of the outcome of such a mission. "Y/n, I.....," He started to say but you cut him off, "No! No excuses! James, you could die, and if you die, I don't know what I'd do!" You yell, storming out of his tent and into your own, not even caring if someone saw you. You sit on the edge of your cot, your eyes too blurry with tears to even notice him enter. He sits down beside you and takes your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. You force yourself to look the other way, But of course, he wouldn't let you do such a thing. With his free hand, he rested his forefinger and thumb on your chin, turning your face so it was facing him, his bluey grey eyes catching your gaze. He wipes away your tears gently, making sure you wouldn't leave his sight. "Y/n, I know this is a suicide mission, but I'm not about to leave Steve out there alone," He says, giving you a sad smile and moving his hand to your cheek. You lean your head into his hand, moving your own hand to cover the one on your cheek. "You know I would never leave my Best Girl right?" He said looking at you, You simply nod your head, too choked up to say a single word without crying. He pulls you into him, wrapping his long, muscular arms around you, the arms you had become so accustomed to. To you, when his arms were around you, You felt as if nothing could touch you, as if he was your human security blanket. You hug him back, burying your head deep into the chest of his uniform, he didn't seem to mind, knowing you would do the same for him. You just hold each other there for what felt like hours, not wanting to let go of each other, afraid that one would be taken away from the other. Minutes later, he lets go of you and looks down, his eyes gazing into yours. He suddenly leans down and kisses you softly, you could feel a few small tears fall from his closed eyes as he held you even closer than before. You kissed him in return, your arms wrapping around the back of his neck, making the gap between the two of you even smaller, as you rapidly kissed one another, not wanting the moment to end. You finally both pulled away, breathing in as much oxygen as physically possible. You look at him, his eyes, his nose, his hair, his lips, everything about him was physically and mentally perfect. He had no flaws, except for his flirtiness and dorkyness that he didn't show much of here. He slowly laid you down on the cot, climbing on top of you, which was odd since he had never done something like this before. He stared down at you for a few moments before kissing you again, his hands resting lightly on your hips. He lightly kisses down your neck, giving you small love bites as he moved down your shoulder. You gasped out as you felt his lips drift over your entire body, making you melt. You whispered softly to him, "Bucky, I've never done something like this before, I'm a virgin." He looked into your e/c eyes and gave you a light reassuring smile, "I love you y/n," He said kissing you lightly on the lips, "I love you too James," You say kissing him back. The Next Morning, You awake feeling the warmth of his bare skin around you, his arms wrapped tight, protecting you from harm. Right as the bugle sounds, you feel him jolt awake, looking around until he notices you and smiles. "Good morning Beautiful," He says kissing you softly on the forehead. You smile up at him, "Morning Sergeant Barnes," You reply, escaping his grasp and wrapping a blanket around your naked body to keep yourself warm from the winter cold. You quickly get dressed in your uniform, pulling on your heavy boots and swiftly tying them with ease. You stand up straight and tall, facing Bucky who was already dressed and ready. "I'll go out first so no one gets suspicious, then wait 2 minutes and go around the back way, I'll meet you with everyone else before you leave." You say looking at him, forcing back tears as you hug him, "Promise me you'll come back, don't leave me alone," You plead in his arms. He looks down at you with sad eyes after releasing you from his grasp, "I can't promise you that y/n, but I will try with all my might, to get back to you, that I promise," He replied, kissing you deeply and passionately, not wanting to leave you. You pull away slowly, exiting the tent through the front flap and meeting the rest of the commandos outside in the crisp winter air.

This was 90 years ago......