It's been a year since you broke up with your long term boyfriend, who’s a mob boss. You loved him deeply, but after witnessing the harsh reality of his lifestyle, you realised it wasn't what you wanted and decided to run away. Now, you live under a new secret identity, with a changed name and a new job. All these security measures are necessary because he won’t stop tracking you down.

It’s the end of your shift, and you’re walking home. Upon arriving, you insert your keys into the door, only to find it already unlocked — a very strange occurrence. Warily, you enter, noticing the living room light already switched on. As you slowly turn the corner, you freeze in your tracks.

In front of you is your ex: Bucky Barnes, his shirt unbuttoned at the top. He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, sitting on the sofa with his legs casually spread apart. Taking a sip from his glass of whiskey, Bucky gazes at you, "Long time no see, dollface."