The Gallant Mayflower, Montague Dawson

The Gallant Mayflower, Montague Dawson

so i was thinking, what if in Mile’s universe, MJ was actually just Zendaya 

I read the word ‘angst’ and I was anticipating for a sad ending, which would’ve made me bawl my eyes out, but I was blessed with fluff instead! I love their relationship so much. The cutest!

Wherever You Are

summary: you and bucky always find your way back to each other, wherever you are.

pairing: bucky barnes x female reader

warnings: angst, a lil fluff, more angst, few curse words, violence if u squint

word count: 3.3k

A/N: hello pals! ok so this is based off of Wherever You Are by 5 Seconds of Summer and long story short I went to both their london shows this week and i adore them and i was in the sad hours tonight so now we have this! 

this is unedited pls b kind x 

as always, feedback is greatly appreciated, come yell at me and tell me your secrets here!

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For a while we pretended

That we never had to end it

But we knew we’d have to say goodbye

Bucky sat back against the headboard and sighed in content as he watched you potter around his room, the early morning sunshine illuminating the entire room as he watched you, completely and hopelessly in love. Your hair was still in its sleepy state, your eyes barely open, Bucky’s shirt from the previous day hanging from your shoulders and your fingers trembling slightly as the low temperature caught up with you; you didn’t care about the coldness of the room, knowing that you could crawl into the warmth of Bucky’s bed at any moment you wished.

“Whatcha doin’ angel?” Bucky mused, his gaze following you as you ran your fingertips along his desk and onto his dresser, a lazy smile on your face as you looked over to him. “Come back to bed, it’s too early to be up.” You grinned at your sleepy boyfriend and nodded, gently tip-toeing over to his bed and pulling the duvet from his body which earned a quiet round of protesting from him.

“Jus’ be quiet a second.” You teased, clambering onto the bed and settling your legs on either side of his waist. You beckoned him forward a few inches with your forefinger, giving his a chaste kiss as you pulled the duvet over both of your heads. Bucky couldn’t help the soft smile that settled onto his lips as you gave him a proud grin, cold palms pushing back against the headboard as the duvet cloaked you both from the outside world.

“You tryin’ to keep me a secret?” He interrogated playfully, hands moving to hold your waist as you pressed a series of delicate kisses all over his face. You nodded, the tip of your right index tracing the harsh scars that sat on his soft skin, the contrast between the two still dumbfounded you even after years of knowing the soldier.

“Just want you to myself for a minute before someone steals you away.” You whispered, Bucky’s expression softening as he saw the sincerity on your face. “Someone always steals you away just when I’ve got you back, jus’ want to make the most of having you to myself.” Bucky muttered an ‘oh sweetheart’ and pulled you into him, his lips slotting in between yours as he kissed you slowly, an underlined sense of urgency laced into the kiss as he held you tight against him. You hummed in content, reveling in the feeling of Bucky’s lips against yours, it was a feeling you could never get enough of even after kissing him for hours on end, you would always crave the feel of his lips on yours.

“We should stay under here forever,” Bucky stated. “Jus’ you, me and this bed forever.” You nodded in agreement and lifted a hand to gently caress his stubbled cheek, the skin tinting a pale shade of pink as your gaze never left his.

It was moments like this that you truly cherished with Bucky, the hustle and bustle of the world locked outside of his room, your bare skin against his, the ever-growing love for each other blooming in your chests with each passing minute. Every moment with him was a dream, until something or someone called him away.

“Why the sad face?” Bucky’s eyebrows knitted together in concern, the tip of your nose tinting red as he watched tears brim on your lower eyelid, the droplets threatening to pour as you gave him a weak smile. You sighed heavily and gave him a soft kiss, tucking his hair behind his ears so you could see his face.

“Someone is going to call and take you away for however long soon and I just don’t think my heart can handle it again.” You admitted quietly, brushing your thumbs over the apples of his cheeks as his eyes searched your face. Bucky lifted his hands and laid them on top of yours, squeezing them lightly as he turned his head and kissed the palm of your left hand.

“I can’t just ignore them Y/N.”

“I’m not saying you have to ignore them Buck. I love that people need you and think of you when they need help, that they’re not afraid of you anymore but I just wish sometimes you’d stay with me.” Bucky sighed and let go of your hands, gently pushing you off of his lap and onto the mattress. Hurt surged through your chest as Bucky climbed out of the duvet and left the fortress that was his bed, the tears you were holding back now fell freely as you laid underneath the duvet.

Bucky returned nearly ten minutes later, his cold hands settling on your waist as he clambered back into the bed and under the duvet.

“Angel, look at me.” You ignored him, keeping your back to him as he sighed and tightened his grip of your waist, flipping you over so you were now face to face. Once again, Bucky’s face dropped as he saw the dried tears on your cheeks. “Y/N, what happened?”

You sniffled and shook your head. “Thought I’d pissed you off and you left.” Bucky mumbled something incoherent and pulled you into a bruising kiss, teeth clashing and low groans leaving you both as he moved to hover above you, your fingers tangling into his hair as the kisses slowly turned into soft pecks.

“You didn’t piss me off, I went to get something for you.” You groaned quietly as Bucky let out a small laugh, cheeks flushing pink in embarrassment as Bucky explained that you completely misread the situation. “I got you something and I know it’s not much but when I’m gone for weeks on a mission or stuck in another country for a court trial, this is my promise that I will always come back to you.” Bucky pulled a small ring from the pocket of his sweatpants, a loud gasp leaving you as you looked up at him.

“It’s not a proposal, I will one day, trust me.” He stuttered slightly. “It’s a promise that no matter how long I’m gone for, I will always be yours. Wherever you are.”

You were crying at the airport

When they finally closed the plane door

I could barely hold it all inside

“Buck, please don’t go, not today.” You pleaded, standing in front of his bedroom door as he packed his mission bag. “It’s only a research mission, you don’t need to go. Even Tony said you don’t have to go.” You tried again, your chest aching as he shook his head and continued to pack, his combat boots harsh against the floorboards as he trudged into the bathroom.

Everything had been going smoothly since Bucky gave you the promise ring, he had only been called onto a few missions in the past five months, the world seeming to finally hold itself together meaning The Avengers could take a rest. You had been inseparable for the entire five months, whether it was vacations to Europe, grocery shopping or even strolling through the backstreets of Brooklyn, you did it all together. Which made this particular moment even tougher.

The research mission was set to last for nearly three months with the ruling of no communication to home unless it was about a fatality, the location of the largest Hydra base to date had just been discovered by Natasha and it was the best opportunity the team ever had to take Hydra down once and for all. Tony informed the team that people with families and significant others did not have to attend this mission which meant that Clint and Scott took a step back from this particular mission. You tried to convince Bucky to stay, that he could take down Hydra with the team once they had collected all the research they needed.

He wouldn’t have it, you fought back and forth for hours on the matter, Bucky telling you that he needed to go and end the organisation that stole seventy years from him. You begged him to stay, you even offered to tag along with the team as a medic but he would simply shake his head and tell you that it was too dangerous for you to be there.

“You can fly out once they’ve got all the information and do the take down. Three months is a long time to be gone and have no communication Buck, please think about this.” You pleaded once more as Bucky emerged from the bathroom, a sad expression on his face as he zipped up his bag and swung it over his shoulder.

“Y/N, I have to go. Hydra took seventy god-damn years from me and I’ll be damned if I miss one minute of their demise.” You ran a hand through your hair and sighed heavily as Bucky extended his hand out towards you, the cool metal a nice contrast against the heat of your skin.

Bucky led you both out of the room, both of you falling into silence as you walked to the hangar. You wanted to scream, you wanted to cry out and beg him to stay, to not leave you for three months and stay in the safety of New York but you knew that this meant too much to him.

“Don’t forget to water the cactus while I’m away.” Bucky broke the deafening silence, referring to the small cactus he bought you on your fourth date. You nodded and squeezed his hand softly as you approached the hangar, a large majority of the team waiting at the ramp of the jet as you arrived.

Steve gave you a sad smile as you looked to him, he knew you wanted nothing more than for Bucky to stay - Steve was your right hand man and your best friend.

“We’ll give you guys a few minutes - jet goes in ten minutes Buck.” You both thanked Steve and gave a wave to the rest of the team as they boarded the jet, luggage in hand and heavy hearts.

You looked up at Bucky, chewing on your lower lip as he dropped his bag and pulled you into his chest, his body trembling as he held you tight against him. “Please don’t go.” You cried into his chest, his tactical gear rough against your cheek as he held you. You felt his entire body tremble as a quiet sob racked through him, sending another wave of sadness through you.

“I have to go angel.” He whimpered. “But I’ll be back before you know it. We’ll be back in bed watching the sunrise in no time.” You sighed shakily and pulled back from the hug, straightening out his tactical gear with a weak smile. “I love you more than life, please don’t forget that.” You nodded and stepped up onto your tiptoes, capturing Bucky’s lips in an urgent kiss.

His hands gripped your waist as you clung onto the front of his tactical gear, tears wetting both your cheeks as you heard Sam holler that it was time to go. You both pulled back hesitantly, soft words shared between even softer kisses.

Bucky bent down and grabbed his bag, a teary smile on his lips as he watched you fiddle with the ring he gave you. “Remember, wherever you are, I’ll come right back to you.” Bucky spoke, earning a weak smile in return.

“I love you James.” Bucky’s chest ached, you only ever called him James when you were truly upset. “Go and save the world, I’ll be waiting for you.”

Every night I almost call you

Just to say it always will be you

Wherever you are

Bucky was slowly losing every ounce of sanity he had. It had been a month since the team left for the research mission which meant it had been a whole month since he had last spoken to you and seen you. There were two more months to go but Bucky wasn’t sure he could survive that long without you.

The mission was going well so far, the intel coming in was exactly what Tony and Steve were hoping for which meant that hopefully the mission could end sooner rather than later. Bucky was set to share a room with Steve and Sam, the three friends spending their spare time (when there was some) drinking scotch, playing cards and talking about whatever came to mind.

Bucky laid in his bed and huffed as he stared at the ceiling above him, his mind flickering from thought to thought in hopes it kept his mind away from you. How were you holding up? Were you lonely? Did you miss him as much as he missed you?

His mind was taunting him and he was reaching his breaking point, he knew he wasn’t supposed to reach out and contact anyone from home. Bucky knew that if he broke that rule, Tony would bench him until the end of time but he lost the will to care, all he wanted was to hear your voice.

He pushed himself off of the bed and headed to the desk that sat in the room, his fingers grabbing the phone and punching in your number without any hesitation. The line began to bleep and with each bleep Bucky’s pulse grew faster, he was finally going to speak to you, tell you that he adored you and that he missed you more than anything.

“Hello?”

Tears welled in his eyes as your voice echoed through the phone, a whole month without hearing your voice was torture for him.

“Hello? Anybody there?” You asked. Bucky opened to his mouth to reply but was cut off as Steve tore the phone cable from the wall, disconnecting the phone completely. Bucky dropped the phone from his ear and looked to Steve with a look that Steve had only seen once before, the look that screamed ‘I’m going to crush your skull and break your ribs.’

Bucky lunged at his best friend, pining the man to the floor and swinging his metal arm, his fist skimming Steve’s head as he dodged the punch. Sam tried his best to pry Bucky off of Steve, curse words and yells leaving Bucky as he continued to swing at Steve - who continued to dodge each hit.

“You son of a bitch! I could’ve spoken to her.” Bucky yelled. “I’m losing my fucking mind out here, I just wanted to hear her voice before I went insane.” He cried, his fist lowering in defeat as he scrambled away from Steve and sat against the wall, shoulders slumping and breathing labored as Sam pulled Steve up from the floor.

Steve sat down next to Bucky and sighed heavily, patting his best friend on the shoulder in understanding. “I know Buck, I know it’s tough but we have to stick this out. We can finally take down the bastards that ruined so many lives. We can finally get justice.” Bucky laughed bitterly but nodded in agreement.

“Jus’ so hard to be without her.” Bucky groaned, leaning his head back against the wall as Sam gave him a pat on the shoulder in an attempt of comforting him.

“What do you always say to her? Wherever you are, you’ll always get back to her.”

You can say we’ll be together

Someday,

Nothing lasts forever

Nothing stays the same

The mission had been extended by another three months and you were going to lose it. Six months, a whole one hundred and eight two days without Bucky by your side. It was your own living hell.

Your days consisted of the same routine, wake up in his room, go to work, come back, have dinner, chat with whoever was around the Compound then go back to Bucky’s bed for another night without him. It was sending you towards insanity. You hadn’t heard his voice, felt his skin against yours or ran your fingers through his hair in months, it was eating you alive.

Nobody had an idea as to the exact date the team would return home, Maria would simply tell you that she knew as much as you did but would tell you anything as soon as she knew - which she did. Maria would update you whenever she could, telling you small details from the team moving countries to the mission being extended for another three months; it wasn’t much but you were grateful that she would keep you in the loop.

You dropped your bag onto the desk and kicked off your shoes as you entered Bucky’s room, you had a long and tiring day at work - it seemed as if every difficult client in the world decided to visit you today.

Pulling off your coat, you slung it over the desk chair and moved to head to the bathroom, cursing out loud as you tripped over a pair of bulky combat boots.

Wait.

You stood for a moment and thought back to earlier this morning, you hadn’t left anything on the floor and you definitely didn’t pull out a pair of Bucky’s combat boots from the wardrobe where they resided.

Bucky.

“You should really start lookin’ where you’re going.” You nearly screamed as you looked up towards the bathroom, a very tired looking Bucky stood against the doorway, arms crossed over his chest and a shit-eating grin plastered on his lips as he watched you stutter in confusion.

“But you were away for another month? Maria said there was a month left -”

“Do you want me to go for another month? I’ll come back in a month if that’s easier?” He teased, clearly amused by your reaction to his return. You looked at Bucky properly, trying to decipher if he was actually with you in the room or if your brain had conjured him up in an attempt to send you insane.

Bucky grinned as you rushed towards him, catching you as you leaped into his arms, legs winding around his waist as your arms went around his neck. Bucky held you tighter than he had ever before, one hand soothing your hair while the other held you up, his lips pressing delicate kisses to your shoulder as you cried into his.

“You’re actually here?” You whimpered, pulling back slightly so you were now face to face with your love. Bucky nodded eagerly and laughed as you kissed him with every ounce of power you had in your body, five months worth of anxiety, loss and stress all melting away as you held each other close.

“Please don’t leave again, ever.” You laughed between kisses, Bucky’s nose scrunching playfully as you peppered kisses across his entire face. “Don’t think my mental state could handle being without you for that long again.” You admitted, still pressing soft kisses to every part of his face you could reach.

Bucky sighed contently and moved to sit on the bed, your legs settling on either side of his as he held you against him still.

“I’m not going anywhere without you, ever. I nearly lost my damn mind out there without you.” You pouted at Bucky’s words, his hands squeezing your waist as he placed another kiss on your pouted lips. You raised a hand to brush the stray hairs away from Bucky’s face, a smile tugging on his lips as he saw that you were still wearing the ring he gave you a little over a year ago.

“I’m going wherever you’re going. Wherever you are, that’s where I’m going to be.”

It always will be you

Wherever you are.

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I hope Avengers sometimes go to Strange like “I need your help” and he’s like “What’s wrong? Skrulls? Hydra?” and they’re like “I’m congested and it hurts when I swallow.”