Your Devotion

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I hope y'all like the drawing. I did it myself, and I know it doesn't look as real as I would like. It doesn't look exactly like him. I'm trying though eheh. It's... whimsical. I did his outfit colors based on his civil war civilian outfit. I realized after that the outfit looked like John Travolta's in Saturday Night Fever. (I haven't seen it.) Anyways... This is a 1970's alternate universe.

Home at last. Bucky Barnes was finally home after serving in the army for three years before all the troops were sent back home. So many men had been drafted for the Vietnam war, and he was one of them. He had managed to avoid the draft for almost five of the years America had been in the war. It was November of 1969 when he found out. He was only 19 at the time. When he got back home, he was 22, and he wanted nothing more than to appreciate the land he was born and raised in.

He missed his home. He'd been gone for three years, and he wanted to do so much. He realized just how much he missed and took for granted. He almost lost his life several times. Everytime he realized that you never truly know when your time is gone. The one time he was physically injured, he was rushed to the medical wing. Fear coursed through his veins before closing his eyes. When he woke up, he was relieved. Two months later, he was being sent home.

Despite being grateful, he still suffered from PTSD. His father also suffered from PTSD after serving in WW2. His father suggested that he start going to his therapist than procrastinate and regret it later on. His father didn't mean this in a negative light. He just knew that going to his therapist helped with his relationships, especially Bucky's mother. If Bucky's father never went to therapy, he might've not married Bucky's mother. Bucky then would not be here today. He just wanted the best for his son. Of course, Bucky was free to make his own decisions, but he took the word of his father seriously. And because of that, he was already learning how to cope with his PTSD.

Bucky was doing well for himself. Years began to go by, and the war, though he would never forget his time, didn't consume his mind as much as it had. He got a job at a radio station choosing the music, often choosing music from bands like Pink Floyd. He made friends over the years he'd gotten back home. He even managed to get in touch with one of his friends from school. She probably was his closest friends. When they were young, Bucky liked her. He liked her as a true friend that he could trust. When he got back, he realized they had both changed. He also realized that maybe he actually liked her when they were in school. He spent so much time with her, and he would think of her when she wasn't around. Now at the age of 26, he felt like that little boy. He did have other friends, but he spent so much time with her. He thought about her all the time especially when they weren't together. Maybe he hadn't changed as much as he thought. It wasn't until his mother told him that he was in love that he truly accepted the idea. Of course he didn't tell the woman how he felt. Her name was y/n.

She really did help him especially during the first year he got back. She actually was the one that found him. She was at the bus stop when he got home. It gave him hope that she might like him too, because she had no relatives that had gone to fight. He didn't know why she was at that bus stop, and he never asked her why. She just found him and insisted that she carried one of his bags.  She often took him to the park, so he could get fresh air. She wasn't his therapist, but she listened to him when he needed to talk. She helped him get his job, and she could make him laugh. There were just so many things he loved about her.

It was a lazy Thursday after Bucky got home from work. He was about to make dinner when his phone rang. Y/n's voice was on the other end, and he could tell that she was excited about something. She told him that her cousin happened to watch this really awesome movie, and he got her two tickets. She called to ask if Bucky wanted to go with her because she thought he'd really enjoy the movie. The news was that this Star Wars movie was going to be a hit all over. It would be later that night, so he went ahead and met her picking her up at her apartment  They ended up eating a small dinner before going to the theater.

Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope. Bucky didn't know why it was titled four if it was the very first one. He disregard it since y/n was so optimistic about it for the both of them. She went to the concession stand getting a large buttered popcorn for them to share and some sodas. Before Bucky could get his wallet, she had already paid.

They went to the theater and chose the row of seats that only sat two people. They sat down and began to eat their popcorn. Several times Bucky wondered if this was a date. He didn't want to ask though. It didn't take long for the movie to start. Bucky read the words as they scrolled on the screen.

The next thing he knew, he was absorbed in the movie. It was like he was in the movie.  He was pulled back into really when he realized he hadn't grabbed popcorn. He looked to see he was holding y/n's hand.

He looked up to her worried of what she might think. He was able to see some of her features that were illuminated by the movie. She didn't look worried, concerned, or shocked. She looked at him like she normally would.

He was about to pull his hand away, but she squeezed his hand. There wasn't much popcorn left anyway. Y/n put the popcorn bucket on the floor with her free hand. She smiled at Bucky before looking back to the movie. She didn't let go, and neither did he. He decided to not focus on it and focus his attention back to the movie.

Bucky was sad when the movie was over. He didn't want it to end. He was also sad when y/n let go of his hand. They both left after throwing away their finished popcorn and sodas. They got to his truck, and he opened the door for her. He put on some music and began to drive. For a while, they mainly talked about the movie.

"It's so beautiful tonight Bucky. I kinda just want to look at the stars. "

Before Bucky really thought about what he was doing, he had driven into one of his father's fields.

"What're we doing?" Y/n laughed.

"Doin exactly what you want. I got blankets in the back of the truck."

He got out and put the blankets in the bed of his truck. Then he went to the passenger door opening it. Then, he helped her get into the bed of the truck. They laid down and looked at the stars.

"Do you think we'll ever get to go up there one day? People who aren't astronauts." Y/n whispered.

"I'd like to think so. It may be well beyond our time, but I'd like to think so." Bucky smiled wondering what it be like to go to space.

They remained quiet for a while. Then, Bucky turned to look at y/n. She had placed her hand on his chest over his dog tag. He wore it all the time, but he normally kept it under his shirt.

She was looking at him with tear filled eyes. He turned to face her.

"What's wrong y/n?" He grabbed her hand that rested on his chest.

"I... I'm sad and happy at the same time. Bucky... I... I'm so happy you're here. When we graduated high school, I immediately went to college. I stayed home and drove to school, but I was so busy. I abused our friendship. I didn't realize it until the day my parents told me you had been shipped off. I felt so bad after that. Then, I got scared. I worried all the time after that. I feared the worse. I visited your parents a lot after that, and we all checked on each other. Your parents and mine helped me get through college. When I heard the news that all the troops were being sent home, I was hopeful. I promised that if you were safe, I would try my best to never abuse our friendship again. I went to the bus station every day. Then there you were. I felt relieved. I'm just sorry I didn't get to say goodbye."

Bucky moved even closer to her touching her forehead with his own. "It's okay y/n. Everything's okay. You've helped me more than you know, and you have never abused our friendship."

She nodded and closed her eyes. "Bucky... I... I love you."

Bucky placed his free hand on her cheek. "I love you too y/n."

She opened her eyes and smiled. Bucky also smiled and wiped her stray tears away. He pulled away to place a kiss on her forehead.

"I'd love to stay, but I need to take you home. Captain probably misses you and wants some dog treats."

Y/n laughed, and they both got in the truck. They made it to y/n's apartment. Bucky lead her to the door. He held her hands and raised them up kissing them.

She couldn't stop laughing. Bucky just shook his head before really kissing her. She returned the kiss until she heard a bark coming from the inside of the apartment.

"I'll see you tomorrow. How about we go on a date to the disco after we both get off work?"

"I'd love that Doll."

Y/n watched Bucky get in his car and leave. They both were so in love, and they couldn't wait to spend their time together as a couple.

I hope you enjoyed this. I'm sorry I haven't been able to write a lot lately.  I've just had a lot going on. I miss writing here. I know I say this a lot, but I mean it. I just don't have the time to write like I used to when it seemed like I could write frequently. Thank you all so much for reading these. I appreciate it very much, and I'm happy that you all seem to enjoy these. It makes me happy. I will still be here, but I just can't write as much as I want.

Thank you Bucky's plums for reading.

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