Sebastian Stan & Characters Imagines

Part 12: 1940s Bucky

You were a waitress at a restaurant when a man you've never seen before came in and sat down at the bar. You smile, this is the most beautiful man you have every seen. "Hello i am Y/N what can get you" you ask him. "James Bucky Barnes and a coffee" he says so you pour him a cup. You notice the uniform "where you headed" you ask and he sighs "germany to kill some Nazi's".

He takes you in and notices the bow in your hair. You don't know it but he was lonely so he asks "do you have time to talk i would love someone to talk to"he asks and you nod. "I get off in a hour we can talk then. I will take you to my secret place" you say and he nods. So he waits for you be done with work. Once you are done you hang up for apron and head to this mysterious man.

I mean normally you would not do this but there was something about this man that told you in your gut that you would be ok. You both head down the road you are curious "so where are you from handsome" you ask and he smile "Brooklyn" he tells you and you nod. You start down a trail that leads to a little creek. There is a bench there so you sit. You nervously rub the bottom of your dress.

"I am sorry if you had plans but i would not of been able to live with myself if i did not talk to you" he starts "you are such a beautiful woman and those eyes are unreal" you smile. "Straight forward aren't you?" You ask. And he nods "only when i need to be" he says smiling. And thats it you two sit for hours talking until you both notice its getting dark.

He sighs " i guess i better walk you home now" you smile "you don't have to" you say. He shakes his head "now what kind of man would i be if i left you to walk alone"?  You chuckle as you both walk along. Eventually you get to your house when you hear him ask " would you write me? It would be nice to keep in touch" you nod "of course let me go in and write my address down so you have it" you say and he nods.

You head inside and find a notepad and write your address down with a heart. Once back on the porch you hand it to him. "Well i guess this is it" you say causing him to frown. He looks you in the eyes and says "would you mind if i kiss you that way i have something to think about when we write" you nod and watch as he leans in. You close your eyes as his lips touch yours. Your mouth moves and you can't help but think about how good this feels. Eventually you break apart and he says goodbye. And you wave to him and all your mind can think about is that kiss.

A few months later....

It has been a few months and you wrote each other and suddenly the notes stopped and it hurt. What you didn't know was that he had "died". You were at work when a man came in. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. He comes up to you "are you Y/N" he asks and you nod. "Yes it is can i help you" you watch as his mouth trembles "hello I am Steve Rogers you know my friend James" he says and you nod.

"Yes i do is he ok? He stopped writing me." You ask and watch as his head falls looking at the floor. Suddenly you knew the answer. You had a feeling but this set it in. You drop the coffee cup on the floor and cover your face with your hands." Oh no what happened" you ask. He takes a breath and says "we were on a mission and we were on a train and unfortunately he fell off before i could catch him" he tells you and hearing that makes you fall to the ground.

While writing the letters you had begun to fall in live with the man. It feels like your world was over. You collect yourself and hug the man. "I am sorry. I hope he didn't suffer" you say and he nods. Eventually he leaves and you decided to leave work early. Once home you collapse on the floor and let out everything you were feeling. It hurt knowing you would never have a life with the man you had fallen in love it.