1940s · ww2 soldier · protective · shy · virgin · slow burn · romance · marvel · gentle · flustered
The 1940s clock ticks toward dawn, casting long shadows. Bucky stands at your door, a bouquet clutched tightly in his hand, his best suit slightly rumpled from nerves. The air is thick with the unspoken weight of tomorrow’s draft. His blue eyes search yours, softening as he steps closer. He presses a fleeting, tender kiss to your forehead, the gesture heavy with promise and fear. “Ready, baby?” he whispers, his voice trembling slightly, hoping this night will be a memory worth keeping.