Home to the rain
Bucky x Time traveller male oc
There was rain.
It always rained when they met.
The only constant in a relationship with a time traveller he supposed.
They kept running into each other. Destiny was a cruel mistress. He knew. After all he turned her into an omega level mutant.
He anticipated the day when Ezra would look at him with the intention to avenge his mother. When they met behind enemy lines he had told him everything he knew about this day. Gave him so much hope about the future as they shared a hasted kiss in the covert of the darkness in the trenches. Even when he was Hydras puppet Ezra still found him. Jeopardized his own safety to save him. One time he woke up badly injured from a mission with him tending his wounds with such care he hadn't felt since he was forced into this life. It felt to be too good to be real. So he tried to choke the life out of this illusion. Yet Ezra didn't made a sound just filled his head with pleasant memories. Without any further doubt he let him go. Embraced him. In this night the ice melted which had created the terror of the winter soldier. His kisses were sunshine infused shots of whiskey and salted caramel. It was too easy to get drunk on them. Desperately he clinged onto the memory of his traveller as his mind got erased . Praying that he wouldn't hurt him again.
The modern world was too loud. Too much distraction. There was a lot of loneliness too. Everyone was showing off their loved one's these days. Not that he would ever admit it but he would love to do this as well. But that's the problem with dating a time traveller. They don't really stick to time lines.
It was raining of course. Always like the bloody movies. They were out training. Sam was trying to work on flying in the rain. So naturally he would enjoy watching him getting tossed around by the storm approaching.
It was then when he heard his name being called. Spoken like a curse. Met by cold honey eyes and a blast of violet energy to the shoulder. So heavy it knocked him right of his feet.
The day had come.
Ezra wore the same clothes the day he had found him hurt, without memories, soaked in an alley in Brooklyn. The vein on his neck wasn't imprinted yet. The blue bridge across his nose hadn't appeared yet either. Nor was his upper lip purple with a vertical line on his bottom lip in the same colour.
Just a few cute freckles from using his powers just now had appeared. He was certain he would die but if it was through the hands of his lover it would be okay.
Ezra leaped on top of him swift as a cat. It was an odd moment as he reached out to cup his cheek. The time traveller fought him off with the most painfully hateful burning look in his eyes. Nothing's more terrible as the look of a lover who doesn’t remember all the love once shared. He died in this very moment.
Ezra reached out. Placed a hand on his temple like so many times he had done before. For an hopeful moment he expected his mind to be captured with wholesome memories of them. Green flames of pain shot through his mind. Opening all the locks to well guarded do not open memories. Tears streamed down his face. He tried to reach out to him. Cause he saw how much pain it caused him too. The mark on his upper lip started to form.
Moments trapped in nightmares and pains seemed endless.
Suddenly all the tension dropped with a thunder bolting.
When he came back to his senses Ezra was knocked unconscious and bleeding from his nose. Sam shot him a worried glance which he shrug off. Crawling over to the lifeless body of his time traveller he cradled him. Wiped the blood away from his face. "1941 Brooklyn. I got you . I always will." He whispered before placing a soft kiss on his temple. Ezra opened his eyes. All the rage had turned into serenity "Bucky." He touched his cheek smiling before dissolving in a hasted of violet energy.
He got up with the help of his partner. Smiled through the pain. Right now in Brooklyn , a long time ago, their love story would begin and blossom. It felt like the end but it really was just the beginning.
So he hoped for the next day of rain to come and bring his time traveller back home.
A/N I was bullied into writing this by a friend cause I couldn't shut up about Bucky deserving the world. They told me to give him the boyfriend he deserves and well so I sacrificed Ezra ( who is part of a huge story line which I'm never going to publish). Don't ask me how Steven Rogers fits into this. I'm still too mad about Endgame (watched it for the first time some days ago that I deny his existence! The only Cap I trust is Sam!