Title comes directly from this song. Which (please) I highly recommend you listen to before reading, or at least listen to whilst you’re reading, it’s my favourite song by one of my all time favourite artists and shows a snippet of my beloved Ireland and my favourite music venue in Dublin. Also I dare you not to fall in love with this man, who should be huge!
Not proof read but all mistakes will be fixed.
Please let me know what you thought my lovelies x x
Summary: Bucky realizes the extent of his feelings you, only after letting you slip through his fingers.Because he let his fear of being happy mess everything up. But is it too late for you to work it all out or will you hear him out in time for it to be a happy Christmas?
Warnings: Incredibly sad but potential for so much fluff!
Bucky could still remember how tiny you had looked in front of him, loose strands falling from your pony tail and framing your face in soft locks, cardigan slung loosely on your shoulders, your left one almost bare save for the strap of your tank top, soft skin almost begging to be kissed.
Your arms clutched your sides as you bit the insides of your cheek, and it was in that moment he knew he had lost you.
No one was to blame when it all came down to it but your relationship had been wild and passionate and beautiful but it had simply run its course and while you had confessed to still loving him dearly, he wasn’t in love and that was the saddest thing he had ever had to admit to himself and to you.
“It’s over isn’t it Buck?” you whispered, voice cracking with the weight of the statement and he couldn’t even bring himself to answer, he’d simply hung his head.