Bucky Barnes Imagines

Disneyland 《Going Home》

awww no they're leaving

   "Bucky, help me please!" you whined. Bags hung off your arms, you had three clutched in each hand.

   "Sugar, why did you buy all this stuff?"

    "It all looked so cute, and Tony gave me his credit card--"

   "Of course he did! Ok, well, I'll take the ones in your hands from you I guess, leaving you with--" he quickly counted the remaining bags "--six bags."

   "Thanks, Buck."

    "Anything for you, doll."

    "Alright, you two lovebirds, let's get going!" Tony marched past the two of you. "The rental car is here."

   You turned towards the parks for the last time and whispered a solemn "Goodbye." Bucky took your hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

    "We'll be back soon," he whispered in your ear before kissing your cheek. You hummed in approval and began walking towards Tony.

****

    Once again, you fell asleep on Bucky's chest, this time on purpose. His arm was snug around your waist and his thumb traced circles on your hip.

   "We got five minutes until we land," Steve whispered quietly to Bucky, who only nodded. His other hand gently shook your shoulder and you groaned in disagreement.

    "Five more minutes," you sighed, hiding your face in Bucky's chest. Bucky only laughed and judged you again.

    "Doll, you need to wake up. I don't want to carry you through the airport."

   "Carry me, then."

    "Y/N."

    "Ugh. Fine," you exclaimed, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. You looked out the window and saw the city still below. "We're still in the air! I could've had five more minutes, Barnes!"

   "Oh well," he hummed, leaning in for a kiss.

oh noooo this series is over

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