10
Daisy was still hardly beliving that. But who could have balmed her? Eight months on the run and then she stopped in a real house with a guy - a wonderful, sweet guy that needed her, for real. That situation scared the hell out of her, but she was starting to live with that. Not that Bucky couldn't manage himself alone, but he repeated a lot that without Daisy he would have been probably still walking down the streets with a gun, dirty clothes and no idea of what he was doing or who he was. Eventually he would have find out, but then? How could you accept who you really are without someone by your side? Daisy knew that.
"I saw your name on The Wall of Valor at S.H.I.E.L.D. I wasn't an agent, but I knew a lot about you - I admired you, you know?" she told him that night. They were laying down in bed, half-covered and hugging - she had her head on his chest, and he was gently and slowly touching her back.
"Past tense, huh?" he asked with a laugh, and Daisy gave him a little punch on the shoulder, murmuring something that was sounding lie 'idiot', but who knew.
"I still do, I just don't want you to overthink about it or to do that again. I want you here and safe," she said, without looking up at him. She loved to hear his heartbeat while they were resting, it was almost relaxing.
"That might be hard, considering that my girlfriend is a vigilante," he answered with a cracked smile on his face: next moment, Daisy moved her head to look at him and a little grin curled her lips.
"So now I am your girlfriend and not your... something?" she asked, suffocating the laughs. Bucky rolled his eyes and then wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to his chest.
"Shut up, Johnson," he told her a little amused, but still happily. He then shoved his head to her, barely touching her lips in a quick kiss right before she moved down. She pressed the lips gently on his left shoulder, right where the metal arm connected with the flesh - it was such a delicate point of his body, and Daisy had discovered that just a few days before. He liked that feeling tho - feeling vurnerable just under her touch. He liked that because she was vulnerable too because of him. And just for that. He knew all her soft spots.
"I am still afraid S.H.I.E.L.D. is going to find us," she said, half laying down on him. His heart was still racing a bit after those kisses, but he managed to move enough to look at her face. "I don't want them to turn you into something you never wanted to be - I respect Coulson, but I know what he would do to you and I just can't.. I can't let that happen." she added. Bucky sighed and moved his hand from her waist, running the fingers through her dark hair and pulling them down.
"We are safe, Daisy. It's going to be alright," he said right after. And then he kissed her again, a hand behind her neck and the other again on her waist, keeping her close. "We're fine," he murmured in the end on her lips.
The light was entering the room in a soft way, illuminating the covers and part of Daisy's body still wrapped in it. Her phone lit up, doing a little ring. She rolled herself under the covers, reaching for it and looking at the screen for a moment.
It was over.
“Everything's okay?” Bucky asked, popping up in the room. He was shirtless and he had still a sleepy-face, even tho he was holding two cups of coffee. He reached for the bed, sitting beside Daisy, and handing her one of the cups. She smiled a little.
“Yeah, fine, I've just found a possible lead for the Watchdogs,” she said, scrolling her shoulders. He laughed, pushing himself to her to leave a little kiss on her forehead.
“You work too much – even if I understand why, you should get some rest, or you're not gonna heal, again,” he said. Daisy curled her lips, looking down at the cup.
“I'm fine, and I have to, you –”
“Yes, I know,” he interrupted her. “Just take a day off, you need it.”
Daisy looked at the phone again, biting her bottom lip. She sighed.
“Just one day,” she said in a low voice. Bucky smiled again.
“This is what I wanted to hear,” he said getting up. “I have to buy something, we're almost out of – well, everything. You get some rest,” he told her, gently touching her cheek. She took a deep breath.
“I want plums,” she said instinctively, and Bucky laughed again.
“Fine, I'll get it,” he answered, getting down again just to kiss her. She hold a little, and then they broke off together. Without saying anything, he made his way out of the room.
“Hey, James,” she called. He looked at her, still giggling a little. “Thank you.”
“I'll see you later,” he answered, giving her a bigger smile.
But they didn't saw anymore. S.H.I.E.LD. had found her, she couldn't stay there any longer. Her heart fall in pieces: if she stayed, her and Bucky would have get caught by them. And she couldn't allow it. So she decided to break their hearts. Again. No notes, no goodbyes, nothing. Just a little kiss, one of a long list. But that was the last one.
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