Bucky and Y/N short stories

short story 33

Y/N's POV
"I'm going to give him some space and stop messaging him. Maybe I'm just annoying him with it..." I said thoughtfully.

"Y/N he will answer you yet." Wanda tried to cheer me up.
"Or call you." added Yelena.
I just nodded. Then I got up and went to my room.

I know he's on a mission, but who doesn't get in touch for two and a half weeks. I don't understand it. He said he'd be in touch and now there's radio silence?

*a few days later*

Y/N's thoughts
'Is he okay?'
'What is he doing right now?'
'Why isn't he answering?'
'Did I do something wrong?

I sat outside alone in the sun and lost myself in my thoughts once again.
It hurts and that very much.
"What have I done that he doesn't answer?" I asked quietly.

"You didn't do anything, doll." I heard a familiar voice. I laughed lightly.
"Now I'm already starting to hear his voice."
But then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"No, I'm here, doll. With you!" he said softly.
I looked up and immediately tears came to my eyes. I stood up and jumped into his arms.

"I missed you too, doll." He held me tightly.
"Don't ever do that again, Bucky!" I mumbled into the crook of Bucky's neck.
"I'm afraid there was no other way, or I would have called you every day," he explained to me.

"Now I'm staying with you, doll. I'm not going to leave you anytime soon." he said.
"Not for a while," I said, laughing lightly.
I have my Bucky back and that's all that matters.
"I love you, doll"
"I love you too."
Then he then gave me a kiss on the forehead.