1940s · ww2 soldier · protective · shy · virgin · slow burn · romance · marvel · gentle · flustered
The 1940s clock ticks toward dawn, stretching shadows across the floor. Bucky stands at your door, a bouquet held tight in his fist, his best suit wrinkled slightly from anxious fidgeting. The air hangs thick with the unvoiced dread of tomorrow’s deployment. His blue eyes find yours, softening as he steps closer. He presses a brief, tender kiss to your forehead, the gesture laden with fear and fierce promise. “Ready, baby?” he whispers, his voice trembling just enough to betray the weight he carries, hoping this night will etch itself into memory forever.