Awesome Avengers Preferences (and requested Imagines)

Painting Bucky (Imagine #3)

Dedicated to @blackwidowisawesome
(this ones a sad one)

'He wanted me to paint him? While he was in pain?' Uh... No can do. I thought in my mind, but then again if this was what he wanted before he died....we'll not died, but put to sleep.
Bucky stared at me. And I frowned.
"I-I,No." I said, tearing up.
"Y/N, it's. The only thing I want you to do before I go."
"Bucky...I can't watch you die and then paint it. It would remind me of losing you over and over again."
"It'll be peaceful. And you won't forget me." Bucky said, his voice hoarse from crying. Last night was so emotional for the both of us.
"I love you too much to let you go. Why can't we just leave and move somewhere else?" I cried, finally breaking down. He held his arms out as I cried into his chest. 

"I'll do it."

An hour later, I was standing behind a glass barrier, preventing me from kissing my soul mate for the last time. The tears were gone. I had cried myself dry earlier. My easel was set up. My paintbrushes were in a organized fashion. The paint was only grays, blacks, and whites. I wouldn't paint in color for this one. I shut my eyes once then opened them. I imagined that I only saw everything in black and white. 

Bucky was already laying against the freezer bed. I knew I couldn't cry now. If I did I wouldn't stop and then my painting would not be the best it could be. 

The door shut. I saw Bucky mouth I love you. And I forced a smile and mouthed it back. He took a deep breath and knew that was the moment I would paint. 

My wrist started moving and I kept my eyes on Bucky for a while then I looked to the canvas. I saw the doctor press a button and the freezer turned ice cold. The glass inside the capsule fogged up. Bucky was gone. 

I kept painting. Smiling to myself as I got to his lips. I used the light grays and whites, the light colors, for that part. I looked at Bucky one last time and did the outline and the background. I finished. I carefully took the painting and walked out to my car. 

I started to dry the painting with the spray air that I ALWAYS kept in the painting bag. Easy Air. Anytime. I used it to dry my painting obviously so that they wouldn't smudge. I finished drying the painting and kissed the painting, making little imprints on the side, making it look like my signature. 

I went back into the lab to see Bucky one last time. 

I stared helplessly at Bucky's frozen form. I took a deep breath and choked on my words. 

"I love you, forever and always."

My eyes traveled down his body. There was a note in his pocket. A white piece of paper sticking out. I wanted to read it. I wanted to get the note out. I couldn't. I just had to wait for the time he would be resurrected. Oh, I couldn't wait. Really. I couldn't.