Bucky Barnes x Reader

You and Buck were on the way to the library when you had to stop at the train tracks and wait for the train to pass.

Buck's gloved metal hand grabbed tightly onto your waist as he let out a deep breath. Of course you knew why.

You let him hold onto you as you glanced at him every few seconds him looking worse and worse every time.

He collapses onto the ground as his hand cover his face tears starting to roll down his cheeks.

"Buck look at me," you ask calmly, it takes him time before he's able to lift his head. You know exactly what will calm him down. Or at least distract him.

"Babe what's your favorite thing about my face?"
"Well e-every thing, your e-eyes, freckles, s-smile," he stutters through forces breaths.

You smile at him, "freckles hm? Well what do you like about my freckles?"
"That they cover your face like a painting and that they never stop. How they disappear in your nose when you wrinkle it up," you see him slowly relax.

You move onto your eyes next, " What about my eyes Bucky?"
"Your eyes t-they always shine even when you sad. The way they can make even the hulk feel intimidated." You laugh along with him.

The train fully passes and you wipe his tears helping him get up.

"Thank you (y/n)," he says giving you a tight hug. You smile warmly and press a soft kiss again his lips.