(Y/n)'s POV
"Damn." I mumbled, taking in all the vehicles in the garage. I knew who owned each one, except for one. A beautiful black and silver Harley Davidson street glide sat in the garage, shiney and just begging to be driven. I walked around it, in awe of how beautiful it was. It had saddle bags, matching it's colors.
"I know, it's beautiful, isn't it?" A voice said behind me, and I jumped slightly. I turned around, seeing Bucky.
"Yeah, it is. When did you get it?" I asked, and he walked over.
"Tony actually bought it a few months back, as a gift. Wanna go for a ride?" He asked, getting on the motorcycle. I nodded, running over to my end of the garage. He gave me a confused look, until I came out straddling my motorcycle. It was a (fav color) KTM, my favorite. Bucky's jaw dropped, and I smiled.
"Pretty, am I right?" I said, he nodded, and I grabbed my helmet off my handle.
"Suits you, when did you get that?" He asked, smiling.
"A year ago, actually. Do you have a com in that helmet?" I asked, putting mine on.
"Yup." He said through it a few seconds later. We got out, and I lead him along the back roads where no traffic ever came. He rode beside me, and I revved. He did the same, and we both laughed.
"Where are we going?" I asked, not wanting to circle back just yet.
"There's a place I could take you, wanna go?" He asked. I nodded, and I let him lead the way. We ended up in the middle of nowhere, and he stopped at an old abandoned dam. I took off my helmet as we both turned of our bikes, placing it on the seat.
"Is this where you go in your spare time?" I asked, and he nodded.
"Mostly if I need alone time. Can you climb?" He asked.
"Yeah, why?" I questioned. He led me over to the wall, where small pieces of dull metal stuck out of the dam.
"You'll see." He replied, and I went up the bars. My foot slipped on one, and I thought I was going down.
"Shit!" I yelped, and something caught my foot. I looked down to see Bucky's metal arm holding it up, and I regained my stance.
"Careful there, doll. I can't take you to the hospital on a motorcycle." He said, smiling. I laughed, mostly as a thank you. We made it to the top, and I took in the view as Bucky crawled up behind me. The sky was on fire, alight with rich reds and oranges melting into a deep purple.
"Wow." I said breathlessly. He chuckled, and we stayed there, just talking. The colors eventually faded to black, and it became dark.
"We should probably head back before the team gets worried." Bucky said, standing up. I then noticed something behind him, and I smiled.
"Wait, look at this." I said, walking over to the grass on the steep hill. I pressed my palm into the grass, and fireflies illuminated the place. I looked back to see Bucky's eyes light up, and he smiled.
"Woah." He said, coming over. I captured one in my hands, and stood up.
"Watch." I said, opening my hands. It crawled, and I moved my hand to Bucky's. He flinched slightly as it's little legs met his hand, but stayed still. It flew off, and I laughed at his awed little open mouthed smile.
"I remember playing with those when I was a kid." He said, and I laughed.
"When you collected some in a jar, then released after counting." I said, and he smiled.
"Some things never change." He said. I giggled, and we decided to head off. I decided to just slide down the dam, and Bucky laughed.
"Easy." I said, and he followed suit. We made it back, and Tony sat in the garage.
"Where'd you two disappear to?" He asked, removing stuff from his car.
"BFE, that's where." I said, and he laughed.
"What's BFE mean?"
