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HE WAS HERE , she was alone with him , Natasha watched the soldier , he was standing there , his back facing her . he’s been through so much , so much his shoulders are carrying and she wanted to take some of his burdens . her feet bringing her closer to him , arms reaching out , reaching around his torso , her hands laying on his chest , her head resting against his back . she held him close to her , wanting to show him how she felt , what she wanted , how much she needed him .
When left alone with his thoughts, Bucky was o v e r w h e l m e d. But he couldn't share all of it with anyone; there were some things he needed to leave alone from them, to process himself. He had turned away, hoping to send the message that this was one of those moments. That it was too much for any person to bear, and he couldn’t allow others to feel that pain too.
Naturally, Natasha refused to acknowledge his reluctance to the subject; perhaps because she too had suffered similar pains. Or the fact that she was extremely stubborn. He had a habit of collecting those people in his life. Her soft hold on made his body unwillingly release some tension, and his mind loosened its tightly-wound knots. “Natalia,” he murmured softly. Her head was leaning gently against his back. It was amazing how small, how delicate she could be when she wanted to be. And she gave that to him.
