Water Under the Bridge
Summary: Bucky has been distancing himself from you, but you don’t know why. Requested by anon, based on the song “Water Under the Bridge” by Adele.
Bucky x reader. ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, SOME FLUFF. Word count: 2,003.
TW: brief language, mild smut.
A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I didn’t want to post something I didn’t think I put my best effort into. I hope you like it!
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“G’morning, Buck. I made some coffee. Cream, no sugar—just how you like it,” you said as Bucky came out of your bedroom, showered and dressed but still visibly exhausted.
“Thanks, but I’m late. See you after work,” said Bucky, racing past you as he reached for his jacket. He quickly threw it on and grabbed the door handle before you stopped him.
“Umm, babe? Forgetting something?” you asked, waiting for your goodbye kiss like you got every morning.
“Right. Keys,” said Bucky, pulling his keys out of the dish by the door and leaving without another word.
“He didn’t even say goodbye,” you murmured on your way to the shower. Even on days when he was running late Bucky would always kiss you on the forehead and tell you he loved you before running out the door.