Imagine:
After the events at the United Nations building in Vienna, you and Bucky went on the run. The two of you have been hiding out in Bucharest for three months now, and you've settled into the secret life you've made. The apartment you now call home is small, overlooking the bustling streets. Every Saturday morning, those streets are lined with market stalls and vendors. It was a part of the town that you'd come to love. There, nobody knew who you were. There, nobody was looking for you. Strolling through them hand in hand with Bucky, you could get lost in the simplicity for hours.
You awoke with a smile on your face, excited for another quiet morning in your new favourite place. But not before a few more minutes cuddling in bed with Bucky...