Here With You

Here With You

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Sep 19, 2025
Bucky Barnes had only been trying to do the right thing. He hadn't been prepared to become an Avenger, to move into The Watchtower with his new teammates, or to adopt a fluffy, white cat. He hadn't been prepared, at all, to meet Lena Carlisle, NYC's elite pet sitter. She radiates happiness, sees the man hidden safely behind his grumpy exterior, and reminds him of sunshine on a cool, fall day. And she may just be the Fated Mate he didn't even know he was waiting for. 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯? 𝘐𝘧 𝘴𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶!
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You came back from the Blip to a world that didn't wait for you. Your home is gone. Your job is filled. Your life... erased. Years pass in a daze as you drift through a city that no longer recognizes you. You try to rebuild, but nothing feels real. You're just surviving-until one night, in a dim bar on a quiet street, you hear a stranger's voice make a dry comment about dating apps and moon signs, and you laugh out loud without meaning to. That stranger turns his head. Blue eyes flick to yours. It's Bucky Barnes. You know who he is, of course. A ghost and a myth wrapped in a man. But to him? You're no one. Just a girl in a bar laughing too loud. What starts as a coincidence becomes a quiet pattern. You keep running into him-small moments, unexpected places. And somehow, that makes it easier.

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