The sound of gentle chirping birds and soft cool wind blowing from the open window woke you from your slumber. It only took a moment for your eyes to fully adjust to the bright morning sun as you squinted slightly, your forearm shielding your eyes and forehead from the piercing light. If it were another day, you would usually grin at the sight of the rising sun and prepare the days events with your childhood sweetheart, James Buchanan Barnes. But this was the day you had been dreading for as soon as he received the letter of approval. You sat up slightly and your eyes met with the brown uniform folded over the chair in the corner, with a large army hat sitting on the top.

Today was the day that he left for war.

You fell back into your feathered pillow, sighing with ignorance. You knew, ever since you were young children, that this was the moment James had been waiting and training for his whole life. He had warned you about this day for months now, and you always agreed with him with a big smile on your face, but on the inside, you were secretly saddened at the thought of leaving each other, for months and months at a time, and that dark feeling at the back of your mind.

What if he doesn't come back?

You sighed once more, and turned to your right side, coming face to face with the beauty of your sleeping boyfriend. How can someone look this perfect when sleeping?

You smiled as you took notice in his features. His left arm was stretched out underneath his body, under his chin, supporting his head and neck, the arm that held you when you both fell asleep while the other hand gripped the start of the bed cover loosely. You watched with complete admiration at the tiny movements of his chest and the small flaring of his nostrils as he breathed, so very quietly. His freshly trimmed dark brunette hair was tousled from extreme bed head, and you blushed slightly as your recollected the events that occurred the night before. You reached out to his cheek and gently traced your finger over his slight stubble, a tingling sensation flowing throughout your hand. You touched him as if he were delicate, careful not to wake him.

Almost immediately, his eyes opened slowly, the bright blue orbs meeting yours instantly. You wished you could stare into them all day, your infatuation with the man in front of you was so overwhelming, that you couldn't help but grin overtime he looked at you.

As he noticed you staring, his full lips pulled up at one side as he pulled his signature smirk on you.

"Good morning my darling." he mumbled, his husky morning voice echoed the small room.

You smiled as you left your hand on his face. "Morning, soldier."

He grinned widely before pulling your body into his, your head on his chest and his face buried in your hair. You closed your eyes as you relaxed with the soft beating of his heart, your bare skin against his. He was so warm, and every time you touched him, it felt like an electric current flowed through your body. Your hand softly traced over his bulging biceps and shoulders, before you brought them down to his chest. You smirked as you began to feel goosebumps rise on his skin, his body shuddering.

"Far out (Y/N), you're making it so hard for me to leave." he whispered, his lips locking to your forehead.

You frowned again as you realised again that today was the day. You looked up to him as he looked down on you.

"What is it baby?" he frowned as he saw your expression.

You looked back down to his chest as your finger drew small circles on his warm skin, "Why cant I be selfish for once in my life?" you whispered, loud enough for him to hear.

"Hey," he said softly, his finger placing itself underneath your chin, his expression softening once he saw your watering eyes. "This is so hard for both of us, and its killing me to see you like this."

He sighed softly. "I thought you were happy for me?"

"Of course i'm happy for you dammit," you laughed softly, wiping your eyes with your forearm. "I just already know how much I'm gonna bloody miss you."

You watched as you saw his smile widen, before his eyes flickered to your lips. Within seconds, his lips were on yours. At first the kiss was soft, before your cravings overcame you. Your fingers latched onto his hair as you brought his lips down more forcefully onto yours. You felt James' surprise as he hesitated for a moment before his realisation kicked in. His hungry movements matched yours as he flipped you over, your body now underneath him. You gasped slightly as he bit your bottom lip before his tongue traced the now tender skin.

"I love you, I love you.." He mumbled against your skin.

You giggled softly as his lips left yours and softly kissed the ticklish skin on your neck, as he was nearing lower, you stopped him by placing your hands on either side of his face.

His shocked expression made you laugh out loud.

He screwed his face at you before placing his face in the crook of your neck.

"(Y/N)," he whimpered, "stop teasing me." he said as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

You both stayed like this for a while, your fingers softly combing through his thick locks of hair. This was the only way he could calm and get to sleep, but he somehow would have to find an alternative while at war.

"I'm so proud of you." You whispered and you pressed your lips into his scalp.

"I love you (Y/N), so much." he replied, his arms tightening around you, as of he were afraid you'd slip away if he let you go.

"I love you even more, my soldier," you whispered before looking at the clock on the wall, 10:30AM.

"Its nearly time to go Buck-" you began, before soft lips met yours once more.

His mouth moved so perfectly against yours, your movements mimicking each other as if they were rehearsed. You had so much love for the man on top of you, so much it hurt.

"Just a moment longer."