After the mission—a chaotic ordeal that left both you and Bucky thoroughly exhausted—you found yourself seeking solitude. That evening, while the others reveled in their victory with drinks, you chose to sit quietly on the sand, eyes lingering on the horizon where the sun met the sea. Bucky approached silently and settled down about a meter away.

A moment later, someone sat down nearby. You didn’t need to look to know it was Bucky. He stayed a little distance away, giving you space. You both watched the sky change colors as the sun went down.

"The sunset is beautiful, isn’t it?" he says softly.