#ry.original

"You can kiss me, you know," Bucky says, a small smirk on his face. You look at him shocked, your faces way closer together than normal. You can feel his breath on your face and you don't try to move back. You find you don't want to.

"What?" You ask. Very smooth, Y/N. He chuckles and brings his hand up to your face, gently tracing your jaw. You swallow thickly and his smirk turns into a soft smile.

"You can kiss me," He repeats as if you didn't hear him. You did ask what after all. "I see the way you look at my lips every five seconds."

You feel your cheeks heat up and hope that your facial expression doesn't give away how flustered you are. He laughs and takes a step back, gesturing his hand around.

"Or, well, I could be wrong. Uh- Yeah, sorry if I just assumed, wow that's not very cool, is it?" He asks, and you can tell he's rambling. His cheeks are a soft pink and you reach forward, grabbing his metal hand and pulling him back towards you. He stumbles slightly and looks at you with wide eyes and a small, surprised, smile. "Oh?"

"Yeah. Oh." You say, before leaning forward and kissing him. He hums into the kiss and pulls you in by your hips.

After a few moments, he pulls back and smirks again, his confidence coming back in full force.

"I knew you wanted to kiss me." He teases and you gently slap his arm.

Murphy wakes up to you crying softly, small little whimpers in your sleep. The nightmare raging through your head is one of the bad ones. The bad ones where Murphy dies, or something goes horribly wrong in every single way possible.

Murphy turns to you, squinting in the darkness to look at you. He sees your face is twisted up in fear and he instantly knows what’s happening. He sits up on his elbow and gently pushes at your shoulder.

“Y/N? Hey, Y/N, wake up,” Murphy tries to wake you up, his voice a small whispers, when that doesn’t work he raises his voice. “Hey! Y/N! Wake up, babe.”

You jump awake, pushing slightly away from Murphy. Murphy softly grabs your hand and looks at you.

“Hey, whoa! Just me, it’s just Murphy!” He tries to calm you down, his eyes wild. You takes a few deep breaths and tears fall down your cheeks. You wrap your arms around his neck and he holds you close to him with his free arm.

“Yeah, it’s okay, it’s alright I’m here.” He repeats, softly trying to calm you down. He’s not used to this, really. He’s used to being the one who needs comfort in the night from his nightmares.

“You- You were-” You try to get out but you’re cut off by your own crying. Murphy lays back then, pulling you down with him so you’re laying on his chest. He runs his hand up and down your back, trying to relax you as much as he can. “You were dead.”

Murphy sighs sadly, hating the idea that you’d have to dream about something like that. He takes your hand and puts it over his heart.

“You feel that?” Murphy asks, taking deep breaths. You feel his heartbeat very faintly under his skin.

“Yeah,” You say, looking up at him.

“I’m alive. I’m safe, and I’m alive, and we’re here together in this messed up world and I’m not planning on leaving it anytime soon.” He promises you, bringing the hand from his chest to his lips and kissing your knuckles softly. If someone had told you back at the dropship that the same John Murphy that was violent and angry would be holding you softly from a nightmare years later you would have laughed in their face.

“What if…” You trail off sadly, scared. “What if something happens and I’m not strong enough to save you.” You say, thinking about your dream. Murphy softly lets go of your hand and trails his hand over the side of your face.

“Y/N, you’re the strongest person I know,” Murphy says, his tone gentle and serious, “We can make it through all of this together.”

You nod against him and relax into his chest. He holds you close and kisses your head.

You walk through the door, quickly taking off your coat and hanging up with a huff. You pull off your weapons and put them next to the door. Each time you put something down it makes a loud noise because of how hard you do it. When that's done you walk into the kitchen and grab a glass. You fill it up and take a big drink before putting it back down and leaning against the counter, sighing softly. Today's been… A rough day. Every day in the apocalypse is a rough day, but sometimes it just gets unbearable.

You have to take a deep breath to stop yourself from crying. Crying isn't going to fix your issues even if it'll make you feel better. The constant struggles, the death, and the fights between your own people, it's weighing on you constantly. Not many people have died lately, thankfully, but even so, it feels so suffocating knowing that it's a possibility. You can't stop it as a few tears flow down your face and you groan, annoyed. Annoyed with your feelings, with yourself, with everything.

"Rough day, huh?"

You look up to see Gabriel, who looks more relaxed than he normally does in a white T-Shirt and black pants. He walks towards you slowly, smiling gently at you. His smile always makes you relax a bit.

"Yeah," You say simply. He steps up to you and gently lays his hands on your waist. You lean forward and rest your head on his chest.

"You're okay now, Y/N," Gabriel says, bringing his arms up and around you. He gently squeezes you and you try to hold back your emotions but can't. He softly hums to you, some church hymn he knows from before the apocalypse, and it calms you down. His singing, his humming, it always calms you no matter what it is. Even if you don't believe in whatever he's singing or humming about. "Come on, you need some rest."

You let him slowly walk with you to the bedroom, his arm around your shoulder. When you get in the room he gently sits you down on a chair before searching through his own clothes to get you something to wear. You smile when he pulls out the pair that he knows you like to wear when you're having a tough time. He's so gentle with you as he takes your shirt and pulls it off and puts on the fresh one. You smile when his eyes linger slightly.

"You like what you see?" You tease, and he smiles.

"Always. You're beautiful." He says, and he helps you pull off your shoes and pants as well. "You're wonderful."

You smile and watch him as he takes your dirty clothes and puts them in the hamper. He walks back over and gently runs his fingers down your face.

"Thank you." You say, thanking him for everything. He takes your hand and pulls you up off the chair and over to the bed.

"Of course, Y/N." He gently lays you down and steps away. You reach out and grab his hand.

"Wait!" You say, and he looks back at you, "Stay."

Gabriel smiles and leans down to kiss your forehead.

"Always, my love. I'll be back shortly. I'm getting you some water and fruit." Gabriel says, and you relax. "I'll be back soon."

Gabriel keeps to his word and in no time he's back in the room, a large glass of water and a small bowl of fruit in his hands. He comes over and sits on the bed, putting the bowl of fruit between the two of you. You sit up and he hands you the water.

"Where'd you get the fruit?" You ask, and Gabriel smiles jokingly.

"A magician never tells his secrets," Gabriel says, laughing. You laugh and shake your head.

"Is it magic or awesome priest-talking skills?" You tease, taking a fruit and eating it. Gabriel shakes his head and laughs.

"No, no, a few people owed me," Gabriel says, nodding. You laugh softly and lean against him, your head on his shoulder.

"Everyone owes you." You say earnestly and he smiles and kisses your head.

"I love you." He says, grabbing a piece of fruit and eating it. You smile and hum happily.

"I love you too…" You say, closing your eyes.

A few moments later, Gabriel holds out the bowl to you and bumps your hand with it. You open your eyes and take the last pieces of fruit out and put them in your mouth. Gabriel puts the bowl to the side and gives you your water again.

"Gabe, you don't have to mother-hen me." You tease and he brings his hand up to your face and gently traces the side of it.

"You deserve this. You deserve to be taken care of. You're worthy of every good thing… And right now life is hard and you might be having a difficult time, and maybe you've even made a few mistakes that you have a hard time forgiving yourself for… But we're human. And you? You're flawless in my eyes." Gabriel says, gently pulling you close. He lays the both of you down and pulls you to his chest. "I love you. You're the most important thing in this world."

You bury your face in his chest to hide how emotional his words have made you. Sometimes you really need to hear these things and Gabriel always knows when and how to say them. He's always there for you and he's always willing to listen and comfort you.

"I love you too, Gabriel." You say, wrapping your arm around his torso. "Thank you."

"For what, Y/N?" He asks, rubbing his hand up and down your back.

"For this. For being here for me, for everything… For loving me."

"Y/N, love, You make it easy."