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The first time Wanda says ‘I love you’ to Bucky…
  • by this point she and Bucky have been hanging out a lot
  • she thinks she may be in love with him but she doesn’t have much experience to go on—she loved Pietro, but what she feels for Bucky is nothing like that—and he’s pretty sure he’s in love with her but he doubts she could ever feel the same way
  • so they’re stuck in this cycle of tentative friendship mixed with eye-contact that lasts too long and not long enough
  • and of course no one else on the team notices their walking-on-eggshells-relationship because both of them are so subtly connected, even they  have trouble recognizing the tie between them
  • but they are friends, they feel close, and they might be in love with each other, too afraid to admit to anything, yet
  • on this particular day Bucky goes on a mission with the rest of the team and Wanda stays behind—because, hey, she still doesn’t trust herself not to blow up a few more innocent people (one day she’ll get back out there)
  • and her goodbye to Bucky sort of gets lost in all the pre-strike planning, so he leaves her with nothing more than a sad half-smile and a whispered, ‘I’ll see you later’
  • and she doesn’t freak out or get worried because this is routine, this is what they do, and everything seems to be going well, she checks in on the team’s progress through the comms., and nothing seems amiss and she realizes she sort of misses Bucky even though she can hear his voice clearly over the line, words never directed to her, but there, reassuring…
  • before she can register what’s going on, the comm. lines fritz out and back in again
  • Steve is yelling about an explosion and some unexpected guards 
  • there are too many voices overlapping
  • and Wanda’s heart pounds in her chest because even through all that static and panicked shouting she knows Bucky’s voice when she hears it and she doesn’t hear his voice
  • her hands shake as she tries to ask what’s going on, but everyone’s too busy trying to deal with whatever problem arose that they ignore her
  • she can feel the color draining from her cheeks and her heart feels like it might claw its’ way out of her ribcage, that’s how hard it’s beating and through all the thoughts and emotions flurrying in her mind, one phrase plagues her
  • I never told him, I never told him, I didn’t get to tell him
  • because only now does she realize that the possibility of losing Bucky absolutely terrifies her, it makes her want to kick and scream in refusal, makes her want to curl into herself and escape all the dread and the longing and the grief and all the while the team shouts orders and Wanda can feel the walls closing in and she knows if she doesn’t get out of there soon she will wipe out the entire computer system
  • she runs out of the room, not noticing the tears streaming down her cheeks, and she runs and tries to calm down, she runs and tries not to think the worst
  • he’s okay, he must be okay, everything’s okay, he’ll be back soon please please please please
  • when the team finally returns from their mission Wanda realizes she’s been holding her breath and the group shuffles into the conference room grumbling about what went wrong or what could’ve been handled better
  • but Wanda’s only looking for one person, her hazel eyes wide and shining with tears and hope and fear and when she sees Bucky’s bloody face she almost falls down, sobbing with joy that he’s standing and he’s here he’s here he’s okay
  • of course Bucky gets super worried and is like ‘Wanda are you okay what happened Wanda what’s wrong’
  • and she runs up to him, throws her arms around his neck and hugs him like he might disappear, so tightly and fiercely, her small hands clutching his shoulders and after he takes a moment to get over the absolute shock that she’s touching me she’s hugging me she’s holding me because Wanda always had a thing with touch and displays of affection
  • he holds her just as tightly, not really sure why she’s crying into his chest, trying to calm her but also being really confused and just happy that she’s so close to him and in his arms and Wanda’s blubbering something he can’t make out, but it seems like the same phrase over and over and he goes ‘Wanda, shh, darling, calm down, what’re you trying to say?’
  • so it takes a few tries but finally she says something coherent and he realizes she’s saying I love you I love you I love you and she doesn’t know what else to say but that
  • but she’s getting so worked up she starts saying the same three words in all the languages she knows and Bucky is bursting with happiness and astonishment because this beautiful creature is chanting that she loves him, she loves him, and he tries desperately not to cry before saying back to her
  • ‘I love you, too, Wanda, god, I love you’
  • pulls her closer as they hug and cry together
  • and the rest of the team just stares at them like wtf is happening rn while one of them (probably Sam, or Natasha, or maybe both) just smiles and mumbles something like, finally  

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     He felt somewhat guilty – popular feeling as of recent – for not checking up on Jungkook as he had originally planned, then lone weeks slipped through fingers and falling ill provided a convenient excuse not to even try contact people beside the handful of texts sent to inform that he was fine, providing the demigod with a temporary bubble of safety to deal with his problems in veiled silence. Which weren’t really dealt with as much as replayed over and over again and pushed to the side in the end as the male had taken to doing over the years, but no prying eyes or worried inquiries were present so he counted that as a win in itself.

     Stepping inside The Flower Mill now brought on an odd wave of nostalgia, nothing concrete but a recollection of emotions felt of times when he’d visited before and the drinks ordered, exchanges of small-talk, a windy day in September, too sweet strawberry pie, a Sunday noon spent chatting with cups of tea. The familiar sight of blond hair, his dongsaeng’s smile. Small things.

     He spotted Jungkook immediately behind the counter, focused on serving a customer and looking as healthy as ever. Happy even. Or maybe just calm content. That was good. He slowly walked over to stand behind the person getting their ordered beverage, unwrapping scarf from covering half his face and carefully running a hand through newly dyed hair which had been ruffled by wind. The colour hadn’t faded too much over the past few weeks but enough so it bothered Jimin, and had brought on the realization not everyone had seen it either. Of which some reactions he’s acquired already were.. fun.

     As the customer had paid and moved along with their purchases the younger’s gaze found his and the demigod smiled in greeting, not quite nervous but bordering on that realm with voice adopting a softer tone than usually.  “Hey. So I finally recovered. It’s good to see you Jungkook-ah.  Ultimately he was just glad to be able to drop by finally and possibly catch up if the other had time to spare from his work.

This kinda looks like something out of a Dr. Seuss book