Hard to Love (Bucky Barnes fanfic)

Chapter 74

Can y'all tell I'm obsessed with nix akimbo yet 😂
Also, we've been WAITIN' for this one, TURN IT UP 💍

The entire jet ride I was doing two things

One: theorizing why HYDRA would be going back to an abandoned location

My list went on and on without any answers unfortunately

And two: 'traumatizing' Bucky with my music playlists

Wasn't my fault when shuffle decided to play WAP by Cardi B. That was an accident. Me singing along to half of it and 'dancing' against Bucky while he polished a knife set was not an accident

"This seriously can't be what people listen to these days, is it?" He asks, looking up at one of the speakers as if to will it to combust

I giggle as the song comes to an end, "it's very popular actually."

Bucky sighed, mumbling out 'what happened to music' under his breath. I playfully roll my eyes and pull my phone from my back pocket, unlocking it and handing it to him

"You pick a song then."

Bucky glances between the device and myself for a moment before putting down his cleaning rag and blade. I hop onto the work table, sitting on the edge with my feet dangling as he stared at the search bar. I bite the inside of my cheek as another smirk tugs at my lips

"You gotta tap it t-"

"I know how to search things, thank you." Bucky chuckles out. Shooting me a playfully stern look

He begins typing something, a quick flash of surprise that whatever he was looking for popped up, and suddenly the jet was playing an old tune with a mans slow and melodic voice

I raise a brow at Bucky who hands me my phone with a sweet smile. Looking at the song choice, I chuckle and peer back up at Bucky

"Frank Sinatras Day by Day?" I ask, locking my screen and shoving the phone back into my pocket

Bucky nods, a faint tinge of pink on his cheeks as the old love song plays. "It was one of the last songs I heard in a pub the night before my accident." He breathes out as he recalls the memory

I sit on the table and listen to the tune for a few seconds, the slow jazz almost mesmerizing

"Did you dance with a fine young dame to it?" I ask, swerving around the dark topic lingering

Bucky glances at me as he flips his knife shut, shaking his head. "No, no I did not. No one I wanted to." He slips the closed blade into his back pocket

I nod, bringing my gaze to my dangling feet while Bucky put away his cleaning gear. A minute later he's back by my side, his flesh hand held out towards me. I look between him and his hand, a curious smile making its way to my lips

"At least not until now." Bucky flicks his steel blues between his hand and my face, his voice like velvet and eyes twinkling as he looked to me

I chuckle, placing a hand in his and slipping off the table. Bucky positions his vibranium hand on my low back while the other adjusts his hold on mine. I breathe out another chuckle as I wrap my free arm around his waist and rest my hand on his shoulder blade. With our bodies pressed to the other, I lay my head against his chest