Chapter 3
Present day
"You sure you wanna do this James?" Natasha asked as she helped Bucky pack. The redhead knew all about running from one's past and problems.
"Yeah. Yeah I think it's best if I left. Best for everyone." Bucky sighed, slinging the duffle bag over his shoulder. "Thank you for helping me. And not telling anyone."
Natasha rolled her eyes and murmured in Russian, a nickname from their shared past that made Bucky smile slightly.
After landing in Wakanda Bucky felt a tug in his heart when his phone rang and Steve's smiling face showed up on the screen.
"You really love him huh?" Natasha commented quietly as they followed T'challa to the room Bucky would be staying in prior to going back into the cold.
"That's why I gotta do this." The brunet huffed as he turned off the phone and pressed it into his friend's hand.
He accepted her goodbye hug and pressed a kiss to her forehead before he flopped onto his temporary bed.