“you’re entirely foolish for enlisting.”

when bucky heard your words, he huffed a laugh, shaking his head.

“what? not a fan of the uniform? rogers likes it.”

he thumbed the collar of his military uniform, his blue eyes twinkling with mirth.

the two of you had been friends since childhood. he’d snuck under your fence when you were kids, and since then you’d been inseparable.

when he’d finally enlisted, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. he was leaving you and steve behind to pursue his own path, driven by his pride.

at least, he’d promised to sneak you into the camp, even when it risked him getting punished. bucky had kept his word.

“honestly, it’s not so bad here. they’re considering me for sniper training.”

he studied the path he ran every morning alongside his unit. it looked entirely different underneath the moonlight, empty of cadets.

finally he turned his gaze back to you. he watched you like you were the only thing that mattered.