The Soul Stone | j.b.b ✔

[7]

Starting the day with a new outfit is always a good way. The tracksuit was mint green with one small stripe going down both sides. It was the most comfortable thing I've probably ever worn. I tied my HC hair into a high ponytail and filled my FC water bottle. Something tells me today is going to be a good day.

"Hey YN!" Bucky greeted with a smile.

Except for this time, the girl he was with yesterday was standing right next to him. She had running shorts and an oversized yellow hoodie with her hair in a messy bun.

"This is Heather," Bucky pointed to the new addition, "She's my girlfriend,"

I gulped. So he was on a date. I'm just going to be happy for him, what else can I do?

"Hi! I'm YN," I offered my hand out for her to shake.

She smiled and gladly took it, "Heather Wildes, nice to meet you!"

"Is it okay if she practices with us? She mentioned wanting to get fit,"

"Yeah sure,"

No, I'm not okay with it. I'm really trying to keep it cool, trust me, but...I got my hopes up. I allowed myself to open my heart up and go on that date...but it got me to the same place I always am. Rejected. A lump formed in my throat and my vision started getting faint.

"You can work with her today, I'll go on a run or something," I offered, just trying to get out of the confining room.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive,"

I tightened my grip on the water bottle as my legs sped up. I had to get out of there. I really want to be happy for him, but I can't. Not when my feelings have gotten this far. Did I do something that day? Was it because of the restaurant? Ugh, I wish I knew.

We sat on the hill and gazed at the sunset, it's beauty was beyond anything I've seen when I was alive. I finished my burger quickly since I was starving and Bucky was almost done with his.

"I've always wanted to look at the sunset with someone," I confessed and looked towards my date.

"Guess I'm a lucky guy, doll,"

That nickname sent butterflies through my stomach.

"I know you're upset about the plans, but trust me, I don't care if our first date is fancy,"

He looked up and met my eyes, "Are you sure? I want the best for you and Burger King definitely doesn't seem to be the best,"

"Um yes, it is the best. But anyway, I'm positive. I rarely get to meet a nice guy like you,"

"You're perfect, YN,"

If I'm so perfect why did you leave me? I closed my room door and slid down, trying to hold back and stop myself from crying. Heather is a nice girl, he seems really happy with her and I can't just...intrude like that. Maybe I'll stop going to practice with him.

I collected myself and stood up. I'll be alright I just have to stop liking him. Easy enough, right? I'll just suck it up and bring my ass to training every day. With a sigh, I made my way back to the training room and forced a smile.

"Finished your run?" Heather asked.

I could tell they went through basic movements quickly and were starting to work on defensive combinations.

"Uh yeah, it was pretty chill,"

"Cool!" She beamed.

Bucky was tying his hair in a bun and mentioned cutting it like how he had it before HYDRA. I sat down on the bench in the corner and watched them go through some basic moves. Shitttt, I forgot my water bottle. I accidentally made eye contact with Bucky and noticed a hint of sadness. I'm not about to get my hopes up...

I remembered when this situation had happened during my Sophomore year. I ended up becoming such a closed-off person so I'd forget my feelings and stop myself from feeling so crushed.

"YN, wanna practice?" Bucky asked.

"Sure," I jumped up from my spot and got in position.

He went for a punch but I quickly deflected and grabbed his shirt to pull him closer so I could land one on his face. He caught my right arm with his left so I took a chance to use my left to get him in the gut. He doubled back and I swung my leg to hit his face. He must've been caught in his thoughts because usually I'm never able to get him on the ground. With a smirk, I tightened my ponytail and headed towards the door.

"See you tomorrow,"

The look on both of their faces were priceless, I guess five months of training really did have an effect on me.