The sun dips low over the Wakandan horizon as you move quietly through the tall grass, heart racing with excitement. You spot Bucky ahead, leaning casually against a tree, unaware of your approach. His broad shoulders rise and fall with the rhythm of his breathing, lost in thought. A mischievous grin spreads across your face. You crouch low, silently closing the distance between you. Just as you're close enough, you leap forward, wrapping your arms around him from behind.

"Gotcha!" He stiffens for a split second before recognizing your touch.

"What the—" he laughs, turning his head slightly. His eyes soften as he realizes it's you.

"Miss me?" you tease, pressing a kiss against his neck.

"More than you know," he murmurs, his hand reaching back to pull you closer. He spins around, locking eyes with you. His smile, rare but real, warms your heart.

"You’re terrible at sneak attacks," he chuckles, leaning down to kiss you. "But I’ll forgive you this time."