Warning for this book. It's Rated M for 18 and up only due to content such as language and sexual descriptions and situations and violence.

Also, I don't own anything from the MCU. I only own my characters and this plotline.

The story starts a little bit before Captain America: Civil War.

Also, the story starts off with my OC, Kya and Bucky already starting to go out. The reason why is that I'm a lazy ass, but I find this easier for me to write. They haven't kissed yet, so no worries. Won't be missing that one.

Also, extreme fluff.

Italics = Romanian language

Alla Berger as Kya Hank (24 years old)

"Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot."

― E.A. Bucchianeri

Chapter One: A Third Date

"Oh, my god! James, I can't believe you did that to your friend!" I giggled as I sat across from my neighbor. James and I lived across the hall from each other in our crappy apartment building in Bucharest, Romania. He was here to travel and from Brooklyn as I was here to help the homeless and orphans. Plus, to hide, but he doesn't need to know that. We met when I saw him move in three months ago and I gave him a cherry pie as a welcome present. He was very standoffish and looked lonely, so I came up with the idea a few weeks after he moved in, to bother him every day; twice a day since he rarely left his apartment.

"What, the punk needed a date to prom and my sister did too!" James said, smiling as he shrugged and I shook my head.

I even got him to come with me to help the homeless and the orphanage out after a little bit. Yes, I started to have feelings for him a month ago when he gave one of the girls at the orphanage, who I was teaching the piano to, a teddy bear since she never had one before. It warmed my heart and I could see a glisten in his eyes as he watched the little girl hug and squeeze the stuffed animal.

"But that's horrible that you set it up, only to get upset when she kissed him!" I said, my cheeks hurting from laughing so much.

I really never thought I would be on a date with James, much less on our third date in the past two weeks. We are almost to the hip, but it's still surprising to me. Especially since he is this six foot tall guy with shoulder length, gorgeous hair, and this thick muscle build with eyes like a blue steel. He's so handsome and I'm so... boring. The only thing interesting about me is that I actually have green eyes and almost pure black hair. I wear short sleeve dresses that go a little past my knees and some black/white converse. But I'm not really interesting, at least some parts of me. The other part is just... yeah.

"She's my little sister and he's like my brother! That's just-" He began, but I couldn't help but snort out a laugh and quickly cover my mouth. He smiled, shaking his head as he said, "Did you just snort?"

"Don't judge me! It's a reaction that's normal for most people," I replied, crossing my arms under my breasts. He just rolls his eyes before he lies down on the blanket, ignoring the picnic basket and rests his head in my lap as my legs stretch out in front of me. James told me to dress casual, so I went with a black wrapped short sleeve dress that went to my ankles and my white wedged sandals. So not so casual. He wore a dark blue long sleeve with a leather glove on his left hand and black jeans with his normal combat boots on.

I smiled, leaning against the tree as I started to run my hands through his locks. I looked up at the woods surrounding us and sighed at the beauty of the trees as well as the smell of fresh air. "This is nice," James said, making me look down at him as a soft smile adorned his face while he looked at me. I looked down at him with a soft smile, my hair was luckily in a high pony tail, but I started to blush as his pupils dilated and he raised his hand without the glove. I watched as he twirled a piece of my hair and giggled softly when he dropped his hand and sat up. He turned around and faced me with a look of some type. I began to blush as his eyes flickered to my red stained lips.

The issue I've had with lots of guys is that it's always the first date. Just a first date. I've been on a handful or two of dates, but it's always horrible and forced or awkward or downright revolting. I've been dating since I moved out of my strict parents house, at age 20 when I had enough saved to travel. But the dates never ended in a kiss, which is the predicament I'm running into. I've never been kissed at age 24 or anything like a boyfriend. I've only been on first dates and now I'm on the third date with a guy I've been crushing on since I first saw him.

"What's wrong, dollface?" James asked, eyebrows furrowed as I just now noticed that I've been staring at my lap for a good minute. Wow. That's embarrassing.

"Uh... I just... I don't know," I lied, knowing fully well what was wrong with me. I don't know what to do or say. I do want him to kiss me, but what if... I'm not good? What if I suck at it? What if he wants more than just a kiss? Which I'm not ready for more or anything super sexual.

"Come on. You can tell me," He says and I sigh, biting my lip for a moment. I don't think he'll laugh at me. I just don't want his expectations to be too high. He holds my fidgeting hands as he bows his head to look at me as I was still staring at my lap. "Dollface?" He says, his pet name for me making my walls crumble.

"I just never... kissed anyone and... I-I don't want to cr-crush your hopes or-" I began, but then his finger landed on my lips, forcing me to shut up. Then, he used said finger to lift my chin so I was looking at him and his dazzling smile as he chuckles at me.

"Stop. You're beautiful... And I can always show you, when you're ready," He said, smiling as I sighed, feeling relieved by this. We lay down on the blanket, facing each other. I was on my back, smiling at him as he was on his side and smiling at me as well. It was peaceful as our heads rested on the same large body pillow and we just studied each other. I was both amazed at how comfortable I was, just being in silence with him for a few minutes as we gazed into each other's eyes. My green to his steel blue. Minutes passed by, before a thought wouldn't escape my head.

"Are you ticklish?" I asked, feeling mischievous as his eyes narrow at me with a grin. I blink slowly as he doesn't answer before I yelp in surprise as suddenly he's closer and starts to tickle me, like I asked to be tickled. I let out a loud laugh as he laughs too and gets underneath my arm and thigh. I yelped as he got my sides and was squirming bad. "Stop! Stop! Pretty please!" I yelled, eyes shut as he was laughing with me. He stopped, lying his head back down as he smiles at me and I smile back, noticing that our noses were barely touching. My eyes fluttered as I glanced between his soft lips and blue eyes, chewing on my bottom lip as he rested a hand on my cheek. "Can you..." I pause, trying to form the words I wanted to say as I hoped he understood my point.

"Can I, what?" He teases, eyes glancing between my lips and eyes as he tucked a piece of my dark hair behind my ear. I was beyond nervous to say the words and worried to say the least. He's probably kissed hundreds of women and is this master as I'm just some... child that has only seen PG-13 movies or skipped sex scenes in rated R or M shows.

"Kiss me?" I asked, staring into his eyes as he smiled. Suddenly, he caged me in as he leaned over me and our noses touched. Slowly, he leaned down as I rose my head a little and that's when I died.

And went to Heaven.

His burning lips landed on my untouched ones, breaking a barrier that made me shudder and send chills throughout my body. It was like all the butterflies I felt since he smiled brightly at me for the first time. All the butterflies were exploding and opened this gate to this flame within me that burned for him to never let go of me. I never thought my first kiss would be with him or that it would feel this good to kiss him. But I'm so glad I jumped off that cliff.

James slowly pulled away after a moment, his chest lying barely on me as his hand without the glove cupped my cheek as he rested his forehead against mine. His eyes were shut for a moment, before they opened and he smiled down at me. I surprised him as I sat up, him kneeling and watching me as I cup his face and kiss him, our eyes shutting as he held me to him, hugging me around my waist. Feeling and not wanting to deny my burning lips, I followed his movements as his head tilted and mouth started opening, letting his tongue in. I felt playful and something new as I hung my arm over his shoulder, hugging him as my right hand ran through his locks. I began battling with our tongues, feeling the sparks and electricity run through my veins and vibrate on my skin.

He pulled me onto his lap and we both smiled, hugging each other as our hands moved on their own. Running over the other's back or tugging on the other's hair. After a few more minutes, we pulled away from each other; our smiles bright. I wish we could just stay in this spot forever.