But It Happened, And That's All That Mattered
Summary: After being on a mission which lasted six months, four months longer than expected, you are reunited with Bucky again + fluff, emotions
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Just an emotional one for all you out there! Hope you enjoy xxx Emma
You weren’t allowed to call in case anyone found his location. You couldn’t visit in case you were followed.
You had to admit it yourself, the doubts ran you crazy. Many nights you had lay waiting to hear Bucky’s voice and fearing he would never love you again. Six months had done things to you mentally.
Waiting in the foyer of the Mansion, watching the door intently, you sighed as you watched the helicopter hover down to grass. It was real, he was actually back. Leaping out the sliding door, pulling down his headphones and eyeing up the helicopter, Steve turned to the mansion, catching eyesight with you and Bruce. “You excited?” asked Bruce, obviously seeing your ecstatic reaction to just the helicopter. “Kind of, but I’m scared,” you admitted, turning to Bruce for assistance. “He could have met so many girls when he was away, no matter how secret he was meant to be,” you muttered, looking over to Steve who was yelling into the helicopter. “Don’t doubt him, Y/N. I don’t think you realise just how much he missed you too,” he replied, turning back to the helicopter.
Chewing on your bottom lip, you watched a pair of legs swing out the helicopter before looking up to see Bucky. His hair had grown; a lot in fact but the rest of him was as bulky and heavily built as ever. By the looks of it, he had leaned out a bit but his definitive muscles were still there. You had to admit it, you kind of loved the look.
As he scanned the room through the large glass window, you pelted for the door, heaving it open before catching eye sight with him. Six months… for this moment.
Sprinted towards him, your eyes tearing up, Bucky opened his arms out wide, encasing you into him and shrouding you in his build. “Oh my god, Y/N, my Y/N!” wept Bucky, gripped onto you tightly. His hair flew in front of his head, hanging over the top of you as you pressed into his chest. “I missed you so much, oh my god…” he teared up, kissing your head before cupping your back into his chest. “Don’t you ever leave my like that again, Bucky,” you cried, turning to face him. After a few moments longer remaining in each other’s hold, you turned to the mansion, lacing each other’s fingers with each other and made your way inside.
“Y/N!” called Steve. “This man loves you to pieces… you should know that,” stated Steve, tapping Bucky on the shoulder before turning away to go and greet Bruce and Natasha.
“He… uh… he had to put up with me when I missed you, and that’s saying a lot about him. Good dude right there,” chuckled Bucky, looking over to you, marvelling at your appearance. You looked thinner and your hair was lighter. You had started to curl your hair, just like Natasha, and he loved it. You were wearing a new top and it was much bolder than what you used to wear. He never imagined you would have changed that much in six months but he loved it.
“You were that bad?” you laughed.
“Hey! Nothing wrong with missing you, I don’t think! What, are saying you didn’t miss me?” he smirked, knowing he had got you wrapped around his finger. “Aha, alright old man,”
“Old man!” cackled Bucky, turning away from you for a second, his hand tangled with yours as he admired the simplicity of the mansion again. “I’m only 100. I have air in my lungs, don’t I?” he smiled, pulling the cheesiest grin.
“Thank god you do because if you didn’t, I would be so lost,” you smiled slightly, turning to Bucky who seemed to be watching your face intensely. Cupping your cheek, he leaned in to you, placing a soft, gentle kiss onto your lips. It had been so long… so long.
“Long overdue… I know,” sighed Bucky, looking up to your eyes. “But it happened, and that’s all that mattered,”