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Bucky was not okay, and probably never truly would be. He staggered through the party, the lights and faces he passes blurring together. Where were you? Where were you to comfort him? Where were you to tell him that everything was going to be okay?
It's then he spots you. Laughing with Nat and Wanda across the room, a flute of champagne in your hand, you're the portrait of gorgeous. He sighs in relieved exhaustion, and the world sharpens into focus.
An upbeat song is playing. Bodies are everywhere- dancing, drinking, falling. They're in his way. He starts to shove through the crowd. You're there, his last remnant of sanity, you're there and he just can't get to you. It frustrates him. He pushes past a woman, sending her tumbling into the man beside her. She's whirling to him, but he's already gone; he's finally made his way to you and he is relieved.
"Buck?" You notice the damp cheeks, the red-rimmed eyes, the shaggy hair. You know what's happened and you know he needs you. Nat and Wanda are already gone.
"Dance with me," Bucky pants through uneven breaths.
"What?"
"Dance with me." He's pleading with you, his voice is cracking, his eyes are broken and tired. He's fumbling for your hands, clutching them tightly in his own. "Dance with me, and pretend the world doesn't exist."
Bucky's never asked you to dance with him before. But this is what he needs- he needs you and he needs your touch. He needs you to kiss his forehead, he needs you to brush the hair out of his eyes, he needs you to wrap your arms around him.
You agree to his proposal, and you're dancing with him. A slow song begins to play, and you wrap your arms around his neck. His own loop around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You reach up to brush his hair out of his eyes, to lightly kiss his forehead.
He doesn't want to talk, he doesn't want to be gentle. Bucky crushes you against him as his lips meet yours desperately. It's messy and it's sloppy and he can't get enough.
The nightmare's receding in his mind, and all he can see and think and breathe is you.
