Night Owl ☾ Bucky Barnes
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I hummed as Bucky wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me. His embrace was warm and comforting, one that I knew that I would miss. We swayed to Frank Sinatra, which was playing on the record player in the other room. Bucky's soft voice tickled my ear. "I haven't seen this dress in a while."
I smiled when he recognized the outfit. "How do I look, Sergeant?"
Bucky spun me around to get a better look. "Lovely," he complimented. "I always liked you in blue," he said gently as we continued to dance. His clear blue eyes sparkled in adoration as he looked into mine. "I like how it brings out your eyes."
"Really?" My cherry lips turned into a cheeky grin. "Do you tell Steve that, too?"
Bucky rolled his eyes at me, ruining our romantic moment but donned a goofy smile. "All the time."
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Ann Rogers knew that her boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, had to leave for war, but she was comforted by the fact that like always, she would have her older brother at her side. To her surprise, she was left all alone in Brooklyn when Steve actually gets accepted into the army, and her two boys left for Europe.
She tries her best to keep herself together, but years pass and the two men in her life never returned home. The little diner Ann works at is full of newly returned veterans and their new families, and Anne longs for the life she could have had. In her struggle to keep going, she has an accident, turning her into one of the mid-20th century's greatest weapons: Night Owl
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