#ow5

“It’s okay, buddy,” you said, petting his head. “I just need a rest.”

Bucky was quite a distance ahead of you, and you heard him panic when he realized he couldn’t see you anymore. His shouts of your name grew closer and closer, before he pushed through the brush and found you sitting on your rock.

“You fucking scared me, Y/N!” he yelled, his cheeks and chest flushed red.

“I’m sorry,” you replied, wincing. “I just needed to rest for a moment. My legs feel like jello.”

“It’s okay,” he reassured you. “Come on. I’ll help you. Lean on me.”

Bucky hooked his arm into your own and helped you to your feet, the coconut with Steve perched on top wobbling in your grip. You leaned against Bucky and he helped you walk the rest of the way, both of you collapsing when you’d reached your shelter.

“Thank you,” you huffed, wiping the thin sheen of sweat from your brow, placing Steve and his coconut on a nearby rock. He meandered off, scampering to eat the stray bugs that were skittering around the boulders in his near view.

“Take a rest,” Bucky replied, wiping sweat from his own brow. “I’ll grab some wood to build a fire and for the shelter. When you feel up to it, want to find some palms we can use for our roof?”

“Of course.”

Bucky nodded and smiled at you, before making his way off into the brush in search of wood. You watched him go, suddenly feeling so alone your heart ached. How did this happen? Just a little over two days ago you hated his guts. Now, it physically pained you when he was away. How would this fair whenever you got off this damn island? If you got off this damn island…

Mustering up all the strength you could, you pushed yourself to your feet. Not far from your shelter, you found some pretty large palms that would work perfectly for your roof. Bucky returned a few times carrying sticks and large pieces of wood. You didn’t exchange much words as you worked, instead throwing small smiles at each other as your piles grew larger and larger. After about an hour, you both had acquired quite an impressive haul.

“I think this is enough for now,” Bucky said, putting his hand on his hip and bending over to catch his breath. He looked how you felt, but still somehow even more attractive than when you’d last seen him. “We only have enough daylight to build this shelter, start our fire, and eat some dinner. Plus we have to boil our water. Our sign for help will have to wait until the morning…”

He sat down on the rock next to you, looking defeated, running his fingers through his sweat soaked hair. You reached over to place your palm over his hand, taking his fingers and squeezing them with reassurance.

“You did great, Bucky,” you said, rubbing your thumb over the top of his hand. “That’s all we have to focus on tomorrow, besides finding food.”

“We did great,” he said, his ice blue eyes connecting with yours, making your heart jump in your chest. “Look at all those palms you found. The wind will never get through those.” He took your own hand in his now, giving yours a similar squeeze. “And I love when you call me Bucky.”

You felt your cheeks get hot, looking down at your filthy feet. Steve was still roaming around the rocks, eating as many bugs as he possibly could, basking in the sun as soon as he became full enough to rest.

“Should we get started? We’re losing daylight fast,” you said, breaking the silence. Bucky smiled wide at you, the crinkles by his eyes spreading across his tanned skin for miles it seemed.

“Let’s do this.”

Just as the sun was starting to set, Bucky had created a rip roaring fire outside the shelter you’d built. It wasn’t anything extravagant, but it would certainly protect you from any type of inclement weather, animals, or roaring winds in your near future. Bucky had taught you to strip the bark from the end of the palms, using them as ties to hold the structure of the shelter together. You even had enough palms leftover to make a bed inside, along with two woven blankets. Both of you stood up, brushing the sand from your knees, and gazed around at what you’d accomplished. The sun blazed across the sky as it continued to go to sleep; pinks, blues, purples, and oranges splattered across it like a painting.

“We’re awesome,” you managed to gasp through labored breaths. Although sweat poured down both of your bodies, you were proud of what you’d had accomplished.

“That we are,” Bucky replied, putting his arm around you and pulling you close. “Let’s eat.”

Bucky had boiled some water and the crayfish he’d caught earlier. You both sat around the fire, munching on the seafood, bananas, and coconut. The cold, fresh water glided down your throat so easily, your bones feeling less cramped and your head less foggy as soon as it coursed through your system. You both talked about work, which animal was your favorite, making small talk to pass the time. Small talk was easier with Bucky than you thought it’d be, and he actually wasn’t as pig headed as he led on. You looked over at Steve and smiled. His belly was fat from all the bugs he’d caught, his eyes closed in a deep sleep.

“I liked you,” he confessed, drinking the juice from the coconut he’d just devoured. Your head snapped to look at him, your attention focused on him. “I-I mean I still do, but that’s why I was such an asshole.”

“I was an asshole to you because you were an asshole to me,” you replied with a laugh, wiping a stray piece of banana from your cheek. “I thought you were cute until you opened your mouth.”

Bucky threw his head back and laughed at this, clutching his sides and wiping stray tears from his eyes.

“Well I’m glad it’s established we don’t hate each others’ guts anymore,” he finally said, putting the hollow coconut to the side. It would make a good storing place for fresh water later.

“Ditto,” you replied, petting sleeping Steve under the chin.

Bucky stood up quickly, peeling off his sweat-stained shirt and discarding it inside the shelter. He stood before you, sweat glistening on his perfect stomach, chest, and face, extending his hand out to you.

“I’m sweating my ass off,” he said, helping you to your feet. “Let’s go swimming.”

Before you could protest, Bucky was dragging you by the hand down to the spring. When you cleared the bushes, the roaring of the waterfall hitting the rocks was almost deafening. With one quick motion, he stripped himself of his pants, his cute, white butt making it’s appearance.

“Bucky!” you yelled over the waterfall, giggling and holding your side with laughter.

“See you at the bottom!” he shouted back, before taking a running jump off the cliff over the waterfall, his hands over his private parts. You heard a splash and peered over the edge, as Bucky surfaced.

“You’re crazy!” you screamed.

“For you! Now take your clothes off and come in!”

Your stomach fluttered at his words, thanking the gods silently that he couldn’t see how red your face was.

“Is there a particular reason why I have to be naked?!”

“You can’t bathe properly with clothes on, Y/N!”

There was no one around to notice you, no one except Bucky, who just so happened to be the only person you wanted to notice you in the first place. Biting your lip you thought it over, before standing up and stripping yourself of your disgusting clothes. You were stark naked, thankful that the sun was not shedding much light over the spring.

“Move out of the way!” you yelled one last time down to Bucky. You watched him wade out farther in the water, making room for you to jump. He was staring at you, and you actually didn’t even care. You felt more free right now than you had ever felt in your entire life. Taking a running jump as he had, you flew off the cliff and over the waterfall, landing in a cannon ball. The water felt wonderful on your bare skin, as you kicked your feet and swam to the surface.

“That was amazing!” you exclaimed, as you pushed your drenched hair and excess water off of your face.

“You’re amazing,” Bucky replied, pulling you closer to him in the water. He was so close to you now, that his words were just a whisper. Somehow you heard them over the roaring waterfall, the mist of it hitting both of your faces.

“Bucky…” you whispered back, your wet skin gliding off each other as his hand splayed over the small of your back.

“I love hearing you say my name,” he replied, before leaning down and locking his lips with yours. This kiss was different than last time. There was no laughing, no awkwardness like before. It was as if a spark went off between the two of you, as his sweet lips explored your own, both of your breathing labored. When you finally parted, he smiled wide at you, his eyes lighting up in the dark.

“I told you I’d get that kiss,” he quipped, wiggling his eyebrows before letting you go and diving under the water, leaving you aching and wanting for more.

“Fuck you, Barnes!” you yelled with a high pitched giggle, swimming after him for revenge.

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