Every morning was the same. Without a traditional job for either of you, you were able to do as you pleased before getting to training whenever you were ready. You had started the coffee, whilst Bucky started the toaster before heading over to the lay out the plates and grab the mugs for you. You poured out the coffee whilst he buttered the toast, and the two of you moved over to the lounge to sit down.

As you did each day, Bucky had the newspaper he picked up on his early morning jog, whilst you continued your newest book that you were working through. Even though little chatting occurred in the mornings, the two of you were happy to be curled up on the sofa, eating your breakfast and reading what you preferred. It was a calming moment for the two of you to ignore the worries of the world and what was to hold the rest of the day, giving you some time just to escape and relax together.

However today wasn't as calm as it usually was. Barely half way through your first slice of toast, Bucky threw the newspaper down onto his lap, letting out an exasperated sigh.

You lowered your book, putting your bookmark onto the page, so you didn't lose your place as you turned your attention over to your partner.

"You okay?" You asked.

He nodded his head weakly, pointing to a headline that described the unsettling political state of the country.

"History is repeating itself," he sighed. "It was like this before the second world war."

You gave him a weak smile, kissing his cheek. You couldn't lie and pretend you weren't worried about the political uncertainty that was held within America due to the new president, but you knew it got to Bucky more. He was raised between the two wars, fighting in the second himself, if anyone would know the dangers of political unrest, it was him.

"If history repeats itself, I am so getting a dinosaur," you smiled playfully.

He let out a slight laugh, but his expression was still solemn. You had tried to make light of the situation, but you were scared and so was most of the country.

"It's going to be okay Bucky, the country got through the last war, and we will again if it comes to it. Hopefully it doesn't but at least this time we have the Avengers."

He nodded his head softly. "Hopefully."

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Written by Charlotte.

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