Summary: Inspired by Taylor Swift’s song, Bucky realizes what he’s lost and now he’s trying to win her back.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader
Warnings: Angst, FLUFF, Swearing.
Author’s Note: *in Hela’s voice* I have missed this.
I take another big spoonful of ice cream and as I try to eat it, I literally choke myself with it because of how big the scoop was. Tears flow down my eyes, continuously, one after another as I kept my eyes fixed on the '10 Things I Hate About You' playing in the big TV screen of my living room.
All of a sudden, my phone rings on the table in front of me. Groaning out loud, I lean far over to grab my phone, accepting the call.
"He... Hello?" I say, my voice sound groggy and so hoarse, proving that I haven't been taking care of myself.
"Open your door." Her voice speaks through the phone and I can tell she's pissed.
"Open the fucking door, Y/N." She yells again in the phone, cutting my previous sentence. I end the call, groaning loudly into the blanket that was on my lap before finally going and opening the front door.
She is standing before me, her hands crossed over her chest. I can barely keep my eyes open but finding my voice, I reply her, "H-Hi, Wanda." I smile at her and judging her by her face, I can tell at the moment my smile is the worst smile she's ever seen.
"Wan, chillz." I do a peace sign, plopping down on one of the chairs of the dining table.
"Y/N, do me a favour," She exhales a large amount of air, "AND TAKE A FUCKING SHOWER! YOU STINK!" She yells, I almost thought she woke the neighbors up.
"No." I simply say, not being in a mood to shower.
"Just because Barnes broke up with you a two months ago doesn't mean that you have to cry and eat and not shower the whole time!" She shouts at me again. I am on the verge of tears by hearing his name after so long. I don't hold my tears back and start crying with my face in my palms. I feel Wanda's arms over my shoulders, holding me close, "Don't cry, Y/N. I didn't mean to shout."
I lift my face from my hands, looking at her, but she appears blurry before my eyes. I cry even harder, "He left me all alone, Wan! He dumped me!" I say, hugging her tightly.
"Y/N, look at me." She crouches before me so she can look me in the eye, "Go shower. I will clean all this up and then we'll go to target and grab some food, okay?" She says, her voice so calm as if she's talking to a baby.
"Okay." I wipe my tears, nodding my head.
"Good girl." She slaps both of her hands on my shoulders before getting to fix my unruly house and life.
"Wanda, here catch!" I throw a jar of Nutella which she effortlessly catches and puts it in the shopping trolley. Its probably been exactly fifteen minutes since we've been here and our trolley is already half full, full of snacks and whatnot. We walk further down the snack isle and grab honestly whatever I can get my hands on. Wanda, being Wanda, is putting everything back on the shelves after I put it in the trolley. She's grabbing greens, fruits and eggs so she can cook something for me that's not poison for my body.
"Y/N, stop taking unnecessary things." She groans behind me, pushing the trolley.
I turn around, sticking my tongue out to her. She rolls her eyes in reply just when I turn around, I crash with someone and almost fall on my butt but he catches me right in time. I stand back on my feet and when my head tilts up to look at him, I see a familiar pair of blue eyes staring back at me.
He smiles at me, and tilts his body slightly to the side, waving to Wanda. Then his gaze is back on me, "Hi." Bucky says.
My throat runs dry, my body lacks water and my skin has gotten worse at the sight of him, standing before me and acting like it's all cool. I turn my gaze away from him, walking past him, disappearing from his view.
I walk into Avengers facility and straight into my room. I lean my back against the door, and exhale a large breath I didn't realize I was holding since I saw her.
She doesn't look like the Y/N I remember. She has lost so much weight, her eyes are red and bloodshot and her lips are cracked and chapped. At that very moment, all I ever wanted to do was wrap my arms around her and tell her how much I have missed her. But judging by her reaction, she wasn't very happy to see me. And I do't blame her. After what I did.
I lie down on my bed, closing my eyes and drown in my own sorrows when suddenly a knock on the door makes me jolt awake from the bed, "Come in." Raising my voice a little higher than usual because of frustration.
"Hey, Buck." Steve poked his head, through the opening of the door before coming in and sitting on the bed beside me, "You look like someone stole your plums." Steve jokes and I laugh. Or at least, try to.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asks, placing his hand on my shoulder.
"I saw Y/N at Target today." I press my lips in a thin line, looking down at my lap and fiddling with my fingers.
"And?" He asks back. But I am pretty sure he knows what my answer will be.
"She didn't say a word. Just walked past me." I answer him.
"Buck, you can't blame the girl for doing so, ya know?" I look up at Steve. He pauses for a brief second before continuing, "You left her alone when she needed you the most. Without any explanation-"
I cut him off, defending myself, "I was only trying to-"
"I know, I know. You were trying to protect her." He cuts me off again, rolling his eyes, "But for how long will you throw away relationships just because you are trying to protect the people you love? Wanda is there with her. She's helping Y/N. For how long?" I nod my head at his words, implying that I understand what he's trying to say, "You gotta do something, Buck. You are miserable, she's too. Moreover, you love the girl." He cocks a brow at me and the last sentence seemed more like a question.
"I do." I reply sincerely,I stand up from my bed and pace back and forth in front of Steve "I have never done this before, Steve. What do I have to do?" I ask, running my fingers through my hair.
"I miss him so much, Wan." Its nine in the morning and I am already crying over what happened last night. I know I didn't reply him, or even look at him properly, but he's the guy I was falling in love with and it hurts. Luckily, I have my angel of a best friend by my side to help my ass through it. Also, its raining outside. My mood's gloomy, so's the weather. What a way to start the day!
"Its gonna be okay" She coos in my hair, running her hands through my hair.
"Wan?" I break away from the hug and look up at her.
"Hmm?" She asks, wiping my tears.
I know, she would never want to do what I am about to ask her for my own good but I have thought through it and I know what I want, "I want you to erase my mind..." I keep my voice low.
She gasps at my words, frantically shaking her head, "No, no, no, no. I can't"
She cuts me off, saying, "No, I can't, Y/N. You know, I can do anything for you but not this."
Just as I am about to speak up, the door bell rings. Wanda gets up from the bed, giving me apologetic eyes before rushing to get the door.
I sit on my bed, fiddling with the sheet covering my legs and wait for her to return. Almost ten minutes passes, she doesn't. The door rings one more time. Frowning, I get out of the covers, putting my fluffy sandals on and head downstairs.
"Wan, who is it?" I notice Wanda standing by the door, biting her fingernails, "What's going on?" I ask, heading for the door.
She tries to stop me but when I open the door, my movements immediately come to a halt, "Buck-y." My voice cracks at the sight of him.
Damn, what's the looking glass for?
Its raining and he's drenched. I know the rain doesn't bother him or anything but why would he walk all the way from the Facility to my house in such a heavy rain, "Are you insane?!" I shout at hi, seeing his ghostly appearance in front of me.
"Y/N." He is panting, as water drips from his face, ignoring my words, "I love you." He says, almost immediately.
At the moment, I don't even know what to do. I felt my body stopped functioning and my breath is stuck at my throat, "What..?" I say, almost in a manner as if I didn't hear him.
"I love you, Y/N. Take me back." He says, again. I look behind me and Wanda is nowhere in sight.
I sigh and I know, I will regret about what I am about to do but I still say it, "Come in."
"Here's your coffee." I hand him the first coffee I made in two months and I don't even care if it's gross. He has to drink it.
"Thank you." He says, taking a long sip.
I don't sit beside him on the couch. I want to but I don't. I take a sip of my own coffee and almost spit it out, "What the fuck? How can you drink this?" I gag, pouring it all down the drain.
I hear him laugh from the living room. I roll my eyes and go back to face him again, "Why are you here, Bucky?" I ask, keeping my voice strong and confident as if I don't want to jump in my arms eight now and kiss he heck out of him.
"I am sorry, Y/N." He says, not making eye contact with me.
"Okay." I say. Okay, did I just say 'Okay'?
"Y/N, I know I hurt you and I am so sorry. Just give me one chance and I'll make it up to you, I swear." He stand up from the couch and closes in on me. He's so close that I feel his warm breath on my face and I am seconds away from kissing him.
But I fake a cough, taking a step back, "No." I simply state, "You made your choice, Buck. You don't want to be with me and that's fine, I get it. You don't have to make up with me just because you are pitying on me." I cross my arms over my chest, looking away from him and trying not to cry.
"Y/N, I am in love with you." He says, taking a step toward me again, whereas I take a step back, "Just let me prove that you mean the world to me." He brings his flesh hand forth to touch my cheeks and when I try to take a step back, I can't. The kitchen counter is on the way and I am stuck against it.
His fingers caresses my cheek and I try to ignore his touch as if the contact is not putting my cheek on fire. I am pretty sure my cheeks are red.
"Okay." I give in, exhaling a large breath, "One chance."
He breaks into a smile, bringing his face forth and placing his lips on my cheek, "I won't let you down." With that, he leaves my house, leaving me a tense mess.
"That wasn't awkward at all." Suddenly, Wanda appears in the living room, cocking a brow at me.
"Tell me about it." I let my shoulders relax.
"Y/N, there something for you." Wanda closes the door and walking into the kitchen, placing the bouquet of red roses and a brown packet on the kitchen counter. She picks up the card that was with the roses and reads it out out, "Got your favorites. I love you - bb" She grins at me after reading the text and I snatch the card from her, reading it over and over again, like memorizing it.
"He's so cute, though." She says, scooping a little cookie dough batter in her finger and eating it.
"I know." I blush slightly, biting my lip.
"Oh, open this." She hands me the brown parcel. I tear the paper up and take out a picture frame. Its the one from when we went to Disneyland. I am kissing him on his cheek and I remember I asked this lady to take a picture of us. It was the best day of my life.
"Lemme see." I hand the picture over to her, and she goes, "AWWW!!!" She says, looking at me.
"Do you think should I take him back?" I ask, running my fingers through the roses.
"Honey, we both know you are dying to." She says, in a sarcastic voice, "Why don't you call him and ask him to come over tonight?" She winks at me, eating more of the cookie dough.
I blush at her words. I am gonna do it. Maybe not today, but I will.
But then I realize, "Don't finish the cookie dough!"
A whole week went by and he kept sending flowers and chocolates and kept reminding me how it used to be. He himself came to see me once or twice and I was happy seeing him at my doorstep.
But tonight, I was finally going to call him over. I take my phone and scroll through my contacts before stopping at his. I press the call button and wait for him to pick up, “Hello?” I say, after he does.
“Y/N.” His voice sounds rushed, “Are you okay?” He asks
“I am fine. But um..” I pause for a second before finally saying the words, “Do you wanna come over tonight?”
I lay beside her on her bed, with her head resting on my bare chest as I stroke her hair. None of us speak, we just enjoy being in each others arms after so long.
I never thought she would call me in the first place and ask me to spend the night with her. But she did.
She looks up at me, smiling, “I love you too, Barnes.” She tilts her head up to capture her lips with mine for a slow, passionate kiss.
A little effort and that’s how I got the girl.
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