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𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒂𝒓

━━━━━━━━ 𝓐 content sigh left James' lips as he ran his fingers against Melody's scalp, his lips pulled into a small smile as the two toned girl stirred in her sleep clutching to his bare chest subconsciously. Melody blinked slowly looking up at Bucky whose flesh hand now moved her hair from her face, "Morning." He whispered.

Melody hummed as she stretched her arms like a kitten, bringing a smile of adoration to the man's face, "Morning."

"How are you feeling?" He questioned placing her hair behind her ear.

"Okay, kind of sore." She answered sleep evident in her raspy voice. Bucky's eyes gleamed as his smile turned into a teasing one. "How long have you been awake for?" She asked raising a brow.

Bucky's lips pursed as he thought to himself, "Not long." He shrugged his ocean eyes lingering on her face then to her lips.

Melody's head tilted slightly, "Why are you starring at me?" She asked in a small voice bringing her hand to her cheek.

"It's not starring. It's gazing." He corrected with a sleepy smile.

"It's creepy." She stuck out her bottom lip.

Bucky's smile widened, "It's romantic."

Melody's lips twitched upwards bringing her hands up to shield her face, feeling her cheeks heat up. Bucky reached forwards and moved her hands from her face. Shaking her head she abruptly got out of the man's hold and sitting up on the bed in his hut.

Bucky's brows furrowed, "Where are you going?"

"We're awake." She pointed out with a look of confusion, "We have to get up, no?"

"No." Bucky denied with a small smirk and wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her into his chest, "We can stay in here for a little longer." He mumbled shoving his head into her exposed shoulder, breathing in her vanilla scent. Melody huffed looking down at him, "Don't pout at me." He murmured his eyes still remained shut.

Melody's eyes trailed the man's peaceful features. He looked content; happy, even. Compared to his constant brooding look or his constant frown and tired eyes. She knew he was tired of fighting, tired of being looked at as a monster, when she knew he wasn't. He was tired, physically and emotionally.

As was she.

Her mother's face flashed before her eyes. She knew it wasn't him who killed her, she knew he wouldn't willing kill someone for the hell of it. And it angered her. It angered her that for years he had been taken advantage of as a mindless soldier to do the dirty work of others. The price was her mother's life as well as Tony's parents, along many others.

Granted those people were dead and could no longer hurt him or anyone else she cared about anymore. But she couldn't help but feel there was more to come. She knew the fight would never end, at least not for her. She could feel a new war coming, and she wasn't the only one.

Bucky, yes. She knew T'Challa didn't mind having him here, especially since he had woken up he had offered to help around the kingdom and with the children, another reason why she felt herself drawn towards him. Perhaps he would do the same for Atlantica? She thought to herself.

Her mind often drifted off thinking of them two at her home. She knew Bucky would be safe there, no one could get into the city unless they broken themselves in which never happened. Bucky would fit in perfectly, she thought. But, she wasn't so sure she did anymore.

She wanted the man who laid next to her to live a normal life. A life he never got to have being brainwashed and tortured. The life he once had.

Unbeknownst to Melody, Bucky however wanted to go wherever she went. If she wanted a normal life, he wanted to give it to her. If she wanted to go back home, he'd be the one to take her hand and lead her there. He cherished those endless months they spent in Romania, where he taught her how to adapt on her own and whilst he taught her things he had learned years ago, she taught him about the modern day world. It was a win - win for both, in his eyes.

Bringing her finger tips up she placed them gently to his forehead just above where his brows met.

"Now whose starring?" Bucky remarked opening his eyes seeing the nymph bring her hand back quickly starring at him sheepishly. "What are you thinking about?" He asked seeing the crevice in between her brows, her nose scrunched up slightly; signifying she was thinking, and hard.

"Everything." She admitted.

Bucky's brows furrowed at her words; it was unlike her to be stressed especially overthinking things. "Like?"

"Well, it's about you mainly." She sighed looking away from his intimating eyes, "Do you want to stay here?" She asked briefly glancing to him.

Bucky's lips parted slightly as he thought to himself, "Wherever you go, I go." He said as a matter of fact.

Melody's eyes met his for a moment, "What do you want?" She asked pointedly.

"You." He lazily smirked. His smirk fell at her unamused features, "I'm serious, doll. If you want to stay here, we stay. If you want to go back home . . ." He trailed off with a sharp breath, "I'll go too, if that's okay with you and well, your family." He said softly. Melody looked down at her left hand where her mother's ring rested. Bucky noticed and took her hand in his placing it just above his heart, "I'm with you till the end of the line, remember?"

Melody nodded as Bucky leant in and pressed his lips against her own, "Mereu?"

"Mereu."

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𝓜elody exited the hut and was met with the smirking princess and king to Wakanda. Her brows rose slightly approaching them two as Bucky exited the hut before placing his lips to the nymph's cheek and nodding to the siblings and walking off to begin his day.

"Good morning, Sergeant Barnes!" Shuri called out earning a smile from the man. She turned back to Melody who looked away from the former assassin then to the two, "Sleep well?" She asked. "Or did you get any sleep at all?" She teased pointing discreetly to the girl's neck which held faint baby pink bruises.

Melody's fingers instinctively reached to the bruised flesh and sheepishly looked down, "It was wonderful, thank you." She smiled at the two who glanced to one another with smirks.

T'Challa nodded as she walked away from the siblings. "Oh! I forgot, your friend, Wanda Maximoff had sent a message for you early this morning." Melody turned around and nodded at his words in confusion, "It seemed rather urgent." He explained.

"I'll call her." She nodded.

"Would you like us to tell Sargent Barnes? Maybe he would like to come with you?" Shuri asked nodding to the man who chopped up wood across them.

Melody's eyes lingered on the man before she shook her head, "No. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about." She shrugged with a smile. "Thank you." She said before walking away.

Pulling out her phone she frowned seeing the phone had been shut off. She had forgotten to turn it back on before she had fallen asleep, she thought to herself.

Pulling the phone to her ear she waited for the voicemail, "Melody?! It's Vision - the mind stone, it's happening again." Wanda's panicked voice ran through Melody's ears instantly causing her body to go rigid. What sounded like to be grunts in the background as well as glass shattering, "Wherever you are I hope you're safe with James but I- The line went dead as the robotic voice asked if she wanted to delete the message or save it.

Melody's eyes hardened as she pressed on another familiar name, her heeled boots hit the stone floor as she turned away from the castle to where they kept their jets / transportation vehicles.

Two quick rings went by before a stern voice answered.

"Melody?" The voice of Steve Rogers met her ears.

"Something's wrong."

𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴 • BY VAAINE ━━︎━━︎━ written in : 𝟤𝟢𝟣𝟫)

i know i use that stelena line a lot but fuck man . . . it's so darn cute

i also i have so many ides for ENDGAME. if the movie doesn't go like how i envision it i might alter it a bit, like where bucky and everyone went to when they disappeared to ash. spoiler; i cried when i thought about it lol i came up with two endings so idk if i do two alternative endings (never done that with a book before) or if i choose only one

𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 ;
mereu : always

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