Your skin felt so soft under the graze of his fingers tracing slow circles on your back. The slow movement of your ribcage pacing your breathing signalizing your slumber.
Oh my god!! I’m dying this is absolutely heart wrenching and even more so now that we know what really happened. And buckys thoughts as he walked back to his room are just too cruel!
Summary: We follow Bucky as he describes the three times in his life where he has ‘lost it’ with you.
Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader (from Bucky’s POV)
Warnings: none? kinda sad? Idk
Word Count: 1,000ish
A/N: So, instead of quitting, I’m gonna to post instead. This is tiny, little, mini-series to dip my toes back into the water. I’d LOVE to get some feedback and be re-inspired to create once again. P.s. SORRY about this one.
We’d finally settled into our daily routine as husband and wife, which meant a race to the bathroom in the morning. Per usual, I’d beat her down the hall and inevitably give into her puppy dog eyes when she begged to get a shower first.
