Ok so before you read this chapter I think I should tell you all the is isn't really a Bucky story. In all honesty the book as a whole is more of a Y/n story and the love interest isn't a super big part of it. If you don't wanna read a non-Bucky story, then I started writing a different book that's a Bucky story. You should definitely keep reading this one though :) (3/18/21) Theres also another story that's not Marvel that I still HIGHLY recommend you check out!

It had been a week and a half since Fury showed us the video. During that week and a half we finalized our plan and trained. Vigorously.

In my spare time I found all I could on Hydra. I used Jarvis to search through all of Tony's available files and I used shields database as well. I never realized how many children were taken, how many people experimented on, how many tortured, how many people like me. It honestly just struck me, how I wasn't alone. I guess I always knew I just didn't know it was to this scale.

Now it was the night before. The plan was to get up and leave the tower by 7. Now it was around 10pm. I just kind of sat down with my back against the wall and stared out the window. This time there was nothing on my mind.

Next I did something I haven't done for over 10 years. I cried. I let all the built up anger, sadness and frustration out. I sat there and I cried. I sobbed. The events of my life flashed through my mind. Not to brag or anything but I think I win most traumatic life.

Someone knocked on the door. I stayed quiet, hoping they would just leave. Instead the door opened. Steve walked in and looked around trying to find me. When his eyes finally landed on me I was wiping my eyes. I had to keep up my tough guy facade. I couldn't open myself up to these guys.

He didn't say anything, he just sat down next to me and looked out the window. I leaned my head on his shoulder and kept crying. I felt safe.

We sat there for a little while just looking at the city in front of us. I stopped crying and sat in the tranquility. Keeping my gaze on the city I spoke.

"It's the same place I was kept at you know. They got me when I was 3. Killed my parents and took me. They taught me and I thought they were good. Then they started experimenting on me. I was only one who survived in my group. My friends... they all died. Then when they thought I had enough they taught me to fight. I fought their deadliest assassins. I got my ass kicked so bad I thought I would die. I couldn't show weakness though. Then they would lose interest and just kill you."

I continued talking to Steve for the next hour. He listened making comments every now and then. This was the first time I had opened up to anyone about my life. It felt strange to say it all out loud. I kept my head against his shoulder. He turned towards me and looked into my eyes. I got lost in his eyes. They were so blue and pure. I don't know what he saw in my eyes but I didn't care.

Before I knew it I was leaning in and I pressed my lips against his. He didn't pull back, in fact he pushed into it. Everything around me melted away. So what if it was my first kiss? It was a hell of a good one.

I pulled away after a minute and just placed my head against his shoulder again. 10 minutes later I got up and went into the shower without saying a word. I couldn't stop smiling. I also knew tomorrow was probably gonna suck so the happy boost was good for me.

Once I was done in the shower I dried off and got into comfortable pajamas. It was probably around 11 now. When I left the bathroom Steve was gone, which was understandable. I unmade my bed and laid down immersing myself in the comfort. It didn't take long for my eyes to close and I drifted off to sleep.