You had never known how to cope with being in love with your best friend, it felt like something that would go with you to the grave but the fact that graves were being dug for young men everyday left that feeling even more unsettling. The war was in its midst and any healthy young men who could fight were being sent to do so, including your best friend. You knew why Bucky had to go, the army needed everyone that they could to keep up their side in such a brutal war, but more and more men were returning in a bag or without the fun-loving self they had left with and you couldn't bear the thought of losing Bucky either to the fight or to the trauma of what was to come.

There were only a few days left before he was to head off to do his part in the war effort and he arrived at your apartment in his uniform, finally setting in the truth of the situation. Losing him was all you could think of and tears fell from your eyes without a moment of hesitation. He was caught off guard, not knowing what had upset you as he was yet to utter a word.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, pulling you into his arms, letting your tears soak his shirt.

"I can't believe you're leaving," you croaked. "I can't lose you."

He pulled you away from him to help force your chin up to look him in the eyes even though your sorrow continued to overflow.

"It's okay," he assured you. "You're not going to lose me."

"Buck, you don't understand."

Bucky cocked an eyebrow at you.

"What'd you mean?"

"I'm in love with you and I don't know what to do," you whispered. "I've been in love with you for so long and I was too scared to tell you anything about it but now I could lose you and I'm terrified."

It took him a moment to wrap his head around what you had said, letting his hand move up to cup your cheek.

"I wish you'd told me sooner because I love you too," he smiled. "I've wanted to take you for a date for as long as I can remember."

"Really?" You asked.

He nodded his head. "And I'm going to. When I come back, which I definitely will, I'm going to take you dancing until dawn."

"Promise me," you stated. "Promise me Barnes that you are going to stay safe and come back to me."

Bucky leaned in to press a gentle kiss to your cheek. "Promise."

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Written by Charlotte.

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