Never got over you (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Part 27

A/n- Smut, orgasm denial, SWEETNESS, um... only the epilogue left!

So... I'm sorry this is late, I wanted to get it out a while ago, but... my grandma, who's been fighting cancer for the last 2 1/2 years, went to the hospital, and didn't come home... and isn't at the hospital anymore.

Bucky woke with a throbbing headache, his brain trying to escape through his temples. "Fuck," he grumbled, his eyes pressing tight as his hand went to his forehead.

It had been a long time since he'd drank so much; shortly after returning home when he couldn't cope with the memories, before he'd started therapy and straightened up when he'd moved in with his grandparents.

Memories came flooding back, falling all over (Y/n), telling her he loved her- repeatedly. More than he'd said, even when he'd been practicing...

Thank God it was just drunken delusions.

He looked down at the strange feeling fabric he was holding so tight to in his other hand; (Y/n)'s jacket.

Panic started flowing into his veins.

It wasn't delusions, it was real- and she was gone.

Bucky's eyes closed, his arms tightening around himself.

Of course she was gone, she was always gone.

Stabbing pain filled his heart and he pushed himself from his bed, dragging the jacket with him as he went down the hall to her door.

(Y/n) wiped the tears from her red eyes, opening the door to go shower.

Bucky was there, his arm raised, poised to knock. "(Y/n)-" he started, but was cut off.

"I'm sorry," she gulped. "B-Bucky, I'm so sorry- I didn't mean to hurt you, I didn't mean for any of that to happen- God, I was so stupid, I-I just didn't believe anyone as great as you could ever- I mean- I'm such a mess, why would you-" she paused as she took a breath to control her rambling, "could you ever forgive me?" She asked, fearfully looking up to meet his eyes, seeing them slightly wide in his stunned expression.

"I love you," Bucky said.

It slipped out softly, without him realizing it; the only answer his mind could concoct.

His breath caught in his chest as the fear in (Y/n)'s eyes turned into careful hope.

Bucky didn't notice that he dropped the jacket in his hand as it went to her face, scooping her close against him, his lips going to hers.

(Y/n)'s hands went to Bucky's shoulders, one tightening on the bundle of clothes in it as her arms wrapped around his neck. Butterflies fluttered around her stomach at the sweetness of the kiss, so soft and gentle, his warm lips pressed against hers only in a showing of his love.

He pulled back and they stared into each other's eyes.

"Bucky," she whispered.

"I love you," he told her again, his fingers brushing over her cheek.

Her lips parted, her lungs seemed to quiver with breath, nervousness filling her belly.

It's true, she told herself. He's not lying. Don't say something stupid, for the love of God- don't say anything stupid!

A buzzing in her hand made (Y/n) pull her hand from around his shoulder, confused for a moment until she realized that it was the alarm on her phone telling her that she should be finishing up in the shower to finish getting ready for work.