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“What are you talking about?” You run a hand through your lightly tangled hair and take a seat against the cushions. You pad over to the bay window next to your bed.
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Throwing your blanket off your body, the cool air in the room drains the heat from your skin. You could hear his uneven breathing through the waves of sobs he was trying to hold back. “I c-can’t lose you, please forgive me,” he mumbles. “Bucky, baby? What’s wrong?” You quickly become concerned, and any trace of sleep that had previously weighed down your body vanished. You sit up in bed and look at the clock on your nightstand. “I’m so, so sorry, I-I fucked up,” he whimpers. “Bucky?” You ask groggily through a veil of sleep. Bucky was supposed to be on a mission and usually wasn’t able to use his cell. Squinting at the bright screen, Bucky’s name shines brightly. Your cell phone goes off, causing you to stir from your sleep. I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain You remember the exact time you got the call - the time when your world came crashing down in jagged, rough pieces all around you. Listen to the wind blow, down comes the nightīreak the silence, damn the dark, damn the light It was a whole two years filled with joy, pure bliss, and adventure that you never envisioned yourself ever getting to live through. Up to this point, every waking moment with Bucky had been a gift - a gift you never thought you deserved. You never thought your relationship with Bucky Barnes would end like this. Tears began to prick at your dry, puffy eyes.
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You couldn’t will your body to drag itself up and take the record off of the player. I can still hear you say you would never break the chain - break the chain - break the chain The record must’ve been scratched somewhere, and was stuck on repeating the same lyrics, over and over again. Just as The Chain started to play, your breath hitched in your throat.
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You can’t remember when you had put on the record, but Rumors by Fleetwood Mac played throughout the desolate room, and you felt the lyrics seep into the empty hollows of your being. Your hair was a mess of tangles and curls, and your clothing was the same sweatpants and hoodie it’s been for the last two days…or was it three…or four? You lean against a cushion in the large bay window in your room as rain patters against the panes of glass just inches from your head. Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise (A fic based off of the song.)Ī/N: Hey kiddos! This is my first fic, and I’ve literally never written anything like this, so if you could, leave some suggestions!! (Please be nice I’m horrified as all hell.) Summary: After listening to The Chain by Fleetwood Mac, painful memories of your last night with Bucky come flooding back. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (and some Steve Rogers)