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annabananasss-blog · 1 year ago
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader
Genre: fluff
Word count: 770
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Y/N stepped into the small, cozy café where the smell of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the sweet scent of pastries. It was her favorite spot, a little hidden gem in Brooklyn. Today, it was even more special because she had a date with Bucky Barnes.
Bucky was already there, sitting by the window with a shy smile playing on his lips. His hair fell softly around his face, and his blue eyes lit up when he saw her. He stood up to greet her, his presence radiating warmth that made her heart flutter.
“Hi, Y/N,” Bucky said, his voice as smooth as the latte he had waiting for her. “I got you your favorite.”
Y/N smiled, her cheeks flushing slightly. “You remembered. Thank you, Bucky.”
They sat down, and the conversation flowed easily. They talked about everything and nothing, sharing laughs and stolen glances. Bucky reached across the table, his hand tentatively touching hers. Y/N felt a spark at the contact, and she intertwined her fingers with his, feeling the warmth of his touch.
“You know, I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time,” Bucky admitted, his thumb gently stroking her hand.
Y/N looked into his eyes, seeing the vulnerability and hope within them. “Me too,” she replied softly.
Time seemed to stand still as they enjoyed each other’s company. The world outside the window faded away, leaving just the two of them in their own little bubble. Bucky’s stories of the past blended with dreams of the future, and Y/N found herself falling even more for the man who had captured her heart.
As the afternoon sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow through the café windows, Bucky leaned in closer. “Y/N, can I take you somewhere special?”
She nodded, curiosity piqued. They left the café hand in hand, walking down the bustling streets of Brooklyn. Bucky led her to a quiet park, where cherry blossoms were in full bloom, petals dancing in the breeze.
“It’s beautiful,” Y/N whispered, looking around in awe.
“Not as beautiful as you,” Bucky replied, his voice sincere and filled with adoration.
Under the canopy of cherry blossoms, Bucky paused and turned to face Y/N. He gently cupped her face in his hands, brushing a stray hair behind her ear. “Y/N, you’ve made me feel more alive than I have in years. I don’t want this moment to end.”
Y/N’s heart swelled with emotion. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. “It doesn’t have to, Bucky. I feel the same way.”
With that, Bucky leaned in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss. It was soft and sweet, filled with the promise of many more moments like this. When they finally pulled away, their foreheads rested together, both of them smiling.
“I think this is just the beginning,” Y/N whispered, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
Bucky nodded, his eyes shining with happiness. “I think so too, Y/N. I think so too.”
They continued to walk through the park, the cherry blossoms creating a magical pink canopy above them. Bucky stopped by a bench under the largest tree, guiding Y/N to sit down. He took a deep breath, the fragrance of the blossoms filling the air.
“Y/N, I’ve always believed in second chances. You’ve given me hope and a reason to believe in love again,” Bucky said softly, his eyes reflecting the sincerity of his words.
Y/N felt tears of happiness welling up. “You make me feel complete, Bucky. I’ve never felt this way before.”
Bucky smiled, his heart overflowing with emotion. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, intricately carved wooden heart. “I made this for you. It’s not much, but it’s a piece of me.”
Y/N took the heart, her fingers tracing the delicate carvings. “It’s perfect, Bucky. Thank you.”
He leaned in, kissing her again, this time with more passion, their love enveloping them in a warm embrace. As they pulled away, Y/N rested her head on Bucky’s shoulder, feeling content and safe.
They spent the rest of the afternoon in the park, talking about their dreams and plans for the future. As the sun set, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, they knew their love was just beginning—a beautiful journey they would take together, hand in hand.
And as they walked back through the city, the night air cool and crisp, Bucky whispered in Y/N’s ear, “I love you, Y/N. More than words can say.”
Y/N smiled, her heart full. “I love you too, Bucky. Forever and always.”
Under the twinkling stars, they shared one last kiss, sealing their promise of a future filled with love, joy, and endless possibilities.
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