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Walking In The Wind (Chapter 5)

Bucky Barnes x reader Drabble Series - Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 - Sequel to And You Will Find Me

Now that Bucky got you back after all you’ve been through, he can’t believe that he is supposed to let you go forever but that seems to be happening right now. The universe doesn’t care that it’s unfair.

(or maybe it does)

warnings: death, graphic descriptions of injuries and death, sadness, language, a n g s t

A/N: I’m kind of proud of this part, the whole series, actually. It’s the first thing I ever finished and I love writing every word of this. I would really love some feedback or something 💕

Originally posted by 107th-infantry

Ten hours.

That’s how much time Bucky spent by your side, clutching your hand, as the only sound in the room was his breathing and occasional sniffling. Bucky refused to cry but he couldn’t hold back the tears that silently chased each other down his cheeks, dripping from his chin onto the place where your hands met.

Ten hours after you had taken your last breath, and Bucky couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. There had been a few times when someone had walked into the room Bucky had carried you, somewhere in the hospital, to say goodbye and pay their respects but Bucky stayed with you the whole time.

He had demanded everyone that had dared to ask him to let you go, to “go fuck themselves” because he sure as hell wasn’t going to leave you alone in this cold room.

The team understood that he wasn’t able to go out there and help the people, not right now and they had mostly saved everyone that was left to save.

Tony informed them that he had bought a house where they would temporarily live until the tower would be built up again.

Bucky had nothing to do. Nothing other than letting the feeling fully sink in that he would never see the beautiful color of your eyes again, not in this life. Nothing other than let go and start to move on.

But he didn’t want to, not yet. For now, he needed to stay with you still, to really say goodbye.

Suddenly, all he wanted was to tell you everything he never said. He wanted you to know every thought that had ever run through his mind. But he couldn’t find the words to tell you how much you meant to him.

So he just watched you. Had he not known that you were dead, he wouldn’t have seen it. You looked like you were sleeping. Peaceful, with that faint smile still on your lips. He had the sudden desire to stroke your hair out of your face, just like he always did when he woke you up in the morning, and couldn’t overcome it.

Bucky wasn’t good with remembering things, although he really tried, and he feared that he would eventually forget what you would look like, smell like, feel like. So, when his fingers gently carded through your locks, he vowed to never forget what that made him feel, whilst a part of him waited for you to wake up, still.

Yes, this really was his worst nightmare coming true. He had promised you to keep you safe at all times, especially after you had been saved from Hydra.

You became friends quite randomly, really. Both walking in the busy streets of Brooklyn, you on your way back from the supermarket, him just wandering around, trying to remember things. Somewhere, Bucky had seen something that must have sparked a rather negative memory, because he suddenly found himself standing, a person bumped into him from surprise but he didn’t notice. His hands were shaking, losing the grip he had had on his journal. It hit the ground and before he could move to pick it up, it was already back in his hands.

He looked up and found your eyes. Somehow, he muttered out a ‘thanks’ and didn’t have the chance to say something else, you were already walking away.

Bucky had wanted to see you again, and he did. It was in a coffee-shop where you had worked.

You were drawn to each other right from the beginning and he had promised to let his past haunt him and put you in the way once you had found out about it.

He was beating himself up for it every day. Until this morning, you had always been there for him to remind him that it really wasn’t his fault, but Hydras.

Bucky couldn’t bare looking at you for another second, angry that you had to leave so soon, so suddenly. It really wasn’t fair and he hated the universe for betraying him like this.

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China Cup: A Summary
  • Phichit: I fucking love this movie IT'S MY MOVIE
  • Guang-Hong: What a beautiful, delicate flower am I
  • Leo: I want everyone to be happy and I'm actual sunshine
  • Christophe: We're all having sex on this ice all of us
  • Yuuri: Victor is mine bitches lemme drink those tears u cry

Don’t stop walking…★

[green voice] red? what a pathetic loser i hate him i- *trips* *thousands of childhood photos with red spill from pockets* fuck those aren’t mine i swear i’m just holding them for gramps i- *slips on a pile of pictures* fu ck no they’re not mine i hate him i just- *falls to knees, desperately trying to pick them up* hang on a sec jUst LISTEN

I’m still laughing about Louis never posting the dog until the stunt ended. He had that little puppy for 10 months and we got nothing from him, no pic, no tweet, not a single thing. And suddenly D*uis is over and he’s like ‘HEY look at my dog!!’ and Clifford gets papped at his house and he talks about him in interviews lol


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