One moment he'll be fine, carefree and happy- classic cheeky Bucky, your caring and awesome boyfriend/best friend. He holds you and cares for you, makes you feel safe and warm... But sometimes the tables turn...

Sometimes he needs you to hold him. To tell him all is going be okay, that the past is all but a ghost and the now is what matters. What's in your heart is whats important.

★★★

It was Bucky's birthday and you had gotten him tickets to a Yankees baseball game. He was absolutely pumped, in fact so pumped that he was bouncing with excitement. You two packed up and went to the car, ready to go. Bucky had the keys jingling his hand and basically skipped to the drivers side.

"Nuh uh James." You warned. "Your much too...Magoo to drive." He grinned at your stupid excuse but you really felt like you should drive today, you just wanted him to relax. Bucky then frowned and crossed his arms like a child, giving you his puppy dog face. "Its my birthday though..." it was almost impossible to say no to that face. You rolled your eyes and muttered a fine.

The drive was indeed filled with Bucky's uncontrollable excitement and happy carefree swerving when the roads were empty. "James!" You giggled, slapping his hands away. He was loudly singing to a song on the radio, every now and then reaching across the seat to tackle your sides and squeeze your thighs. Despite your cries (you were laughing) for him to stop and focus on the road he mercilessly continued and then planted a big old slobbering kiss on your lips.

"Uh gross Bucky!" You giggle, wiping your cheek.

"You know you loved it!" He says teasingly and leans over to kiss you again. You smiled and were about to protest when you noticed something alarming. As you guys were rounding a curve a semi was laying on the horn, losing control and coming straight towards you.

"BUCKY WATCH OUT!"

"Oh sh-" Panic quickly floods Bucky's eyes as the blaring horn got louder. Everything started to go in slow motion as the car lurched away from the semi, it caught the end of your car though, having your car spin towards the dropoff. Shards of glass flew around, a scream with no sound erupting from your throat. Suddenly a jarring impact and the windshield caved in, showering you both with glass. The sound of a horn was the only thing you could register as you vision dimmed.

★★★

To be continued...