thinking of dark!stalker bucky on this fine saturday morning at seven am.
thinking of how well he knows your routine — when you get up, when you go get breakfast before you get to the train station. the walking route right to your your building and even the floor number you’re on
you’re oblivious — you don’t notice your surroundings as well as you should be…your ma would be disappointed
but he loves it. he thrives on being able to see you in a public space all alone, headphones on and nose in a book while ignoring your space.
it made you such an easy target.
it was so incredibly earlier to bump into you randomly while you’re getting your morning usual — sweet tea and a turkey & cheese breakfast sandwich.
“are those any good?” his voice is deep behind you but gentle. enough to make you wanna turn around and look up at the man behind you, oblivious this is the one stalking you.
“the tea or the food? i like both,” you reply with a smile and bucky feels his heart soar in his chest. it’s so simple how nice you are, to be able to have you like this under his gaze the second he finds you.
oh. he has much in store he wants to do to you.
