Bucky felt his body reacting to your closeness, every nerve ending was on fire. His eyes flickered over your face, his gaze lingering on your lips for just a moment longer than necessary. His own lips parted slightly, the desire to capture yours almost overwhelming. He was so damn close to giving in. His whole body was screaming, begging him to just lean forward and finally do it. To claim your lips as his own, to end this torturous tension between you.

But he stopped himself at the last second. He inhaled deeply, his breath hitching in his throat as he pulled back, breaking the intimate bubble that had been forming around them. "I can't," he whispered, his voice cracking slightly. He looked away, his jaw clenching as he tried to fight against the pull that he was feeling towards you.