The Chains (Bucky X Oc) Imagine

The Chains (Bucky x oc) Imagine

Just an imagine with my OC, Diana. Feel free to request something

I read back through it and honestly I forgot Nat is dead, so she fucking alive cause fuck Russo's. 

“Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies”

The sun was rising as they both laid on the bed. 

Satin sheets and naked skin.

Only a few hours ago, Bucky had come home from yet another mission with Sam. 

And it wasn’t a good mission. Too many casualties, too many tiny mistakes that led to hostages dying on their and Nat’s watch. 

The mission was up against a few ex-HYDRA assassins who were digging for secrets from SHIELDS old files and wanted to hurt those who hurt them by holding the families of agents, hostage. 

They didn’t talk but, she could tell he wouldn’t want to anyways. Only tracing his sharp jawline, knowing the thoughts that were going through his head weren’t happy ones. 

“And if, you don't love me now You will never love me again”

“Diana! If you’re trying to change me-”

“I’m not saying stop doing mission completely-”

“-then you can just forget it because if you can’t love me now, you won’t love me in the future!” 

“-I’m just saying that- James! I’m just saying you need to take a break or this is going to kill you” 

They’d been fighting all morning and it hadn’t let up. 

Only a few weeks since the horrible mission gone wrong situation had happened and Bucky had volunteered for a mission that was all the way in Russia.

 He had been training at odd times and he started having nightmares of his victims again, but of course, he refused to talk about what was happening to him with Diana. 

This had happened a few times before during their relationship and usually she could talk him down to staying home for a while and recovering. 

But this time, it was different. He was more colder and more persistent that he needed to be out in the field. He was also defensive and tried to assume that Diana only meant bad things about the way she knew how to help him. 

Diana was close to tears and let one slip down her cheek before roughly rubbing at it. Ignoring Bucky’s cold eyes, softening only a fraction as his sight followed the tear. 

“Go then.” She sniffled and turned her head when he tried reaching up for her face. 

He then marched out of her sight and slammed the door, shaking the floorboards and almost breaking the door off it’s hinges. 

“I can still hear you saying You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)”

“I feel like...I’m stuck. Like up chained...still. Is that stupid?” Bucky asked, scratching at the lose frays in his black jeans. He was sitting on a couch in his therapist, Dr. Sally’s office for his monthly appointment. 

“No.” Dr. Sally’s soft and motherly voice filled the room, but it did nothing to ease Bucky’s worries. “No, it’s not stupid to feel like you’re still chained to them. Tell me more about what thoughts you’ve been having lately?” 

Bucky sat up a little straighter but kept his head down so his hair would work as a shield for him and his emotions. 

“I keep having...this nightmare over and over again. Dee, she’s noticed, but she doesn’t ask. But in the nightmare...I’m helpless. I’m in the...chair and they’re about to erase my memory again. And I can’t see her but I can hear Diana crying for me in the darkness behind me.” Tears started to escape his eyes at the thought of her getting hurt by HYDRA, by anyone. “Then Pierce steps into the light, everything is always dark there...and he looks...smug. Then he laughs at me. And he says ‘You would never break the chain’ and I wake up, drenched in sweat.” 

Dr. Sally wears a face that can only mean she’s upset he hadn’t come too her sooner about these dark and repetitive dreams. They were unusual after Shuri was able to take HYDRA out of his head and it only meant that he was very stressed that they would come back in nightmares that haunted him even when he was awake. 

“Sergeant Barnes-”

“Bucky.” 

“Bucky, you need to know when to let yourself reset from missions that are harder than others. Even super soldiers need breaks. And these nightmares should go away, but you need to have some time for yourself.” Folding her hands in her lap and leaning in to look him the eyes, she continued, “Now we’ll start by using a new technique to help with these dark thoughts and anxiety you’ve been having. Think about something that makes you happy-”

“Diana”

Dr. Sally only smiled at the interruption, she was expecting the answer after all.

“Break the silence, damn the dark, damn the light”

James Buchanan Barnes was scared to go back home. Scared that this time, after this Russia mission that he’d really fucked up so bad that she wasn’t going to be waiting for him like she usually did for every mission. 

That when he opened the door in front of him, she wouldn’t be on the living room couch. Wouldn’t be passed out from waiting up until midnight for him to finally get done with following up with Fury on how the mission had gone via video chat with Nat and Sam. 

She wouldn’t be holding a book that had long since lost it’s rightful page and when she did wake up, she would get frustrated on which page she was on before. 

But Bucky took a deep breath and opened the door. 

She wasn’t on the couch. She wasn’t holding a book. And she wasn’t asleep.

But as he stepped further into the apartment she could hear her breathing in their shared bedroom. 

His silent footsteps led him to the cracked door before he slightly pushed it open. His heart melted as he laid his eyes on the sight before him.

She had fallen asleep in his favorite Henley and one of his tactical jackets that no doubt was making her sweat with how warm it was in the apartment. 

Unfortunately, he stepped on a creaky floorboard and winced when her beautiful eyes cracked open. With a heavy heart he realized that her eyes weren’t puffy from sleep but from crying. 

“James?” her voice croaked and she cleared her throat before rubbing her eyes.

“Yeah, it’s me, Darlin’.” Bucky stepped a little closer as she started to sit up and stretch. 

“Listen Dee, I’m-” He was trying to apologize, but she only gave him a sad look before shaking her head at him, standing up on her knees, and held out her arms for him. 

“It’s okay, Buck. I understand. It’s gonna be okay” 

And as soon as she said those words and looked at him with understanding and love in her eyes, he knew it would be. 

He felt his shoulders finally un-tense and slump in relief. 

Bucky stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, and they laid wrapped in each other's arms talking about random topics. 

“And if you don't love me now You will never love me again I can still hear you saying You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)”

But the chains were breaking, slowly and surely, they were breaking.

And Bucky had so many people to love him, it didn’t matter that he was still a little broken. 

Everybody wants a happy ending, right? But it doesn’t always roll that way.

Could you do a fluff image with Embry Call and Paul Lahote from twilight with their imprint? (Like they share an imprint if that makes sense?) thank you so much if you can but if not that’s okay too!💜

So sorry for not answering sooner! I’ve been doing midterms so ugh. I wouldn’t be comfortable with like doing a poly imagine but I wouldn’t mind doing it to where the imprint is like platonic but super close with one and romantic with the other? I appreciate your message and let me know if you’d still like me to do this imagine! 

About not updating!

So sorry to those of you who are actually reading The Impossible Conclusion, I hate trying to excuse my absence but I get severe seasonal depression around Fall and it’s starting to set in. Trying to do college classes online and actually motivate myself to get out of bed is really hard (I don’t want pity, it’s just something I deal with) and lately it’s been hard having emotions as of late. I know I’m neglecting the writing I want to do, so I’ll try and power through sometime this week. Maybe actually writing something or doing anything outside of school will help me feel a little bit better, but if I don’t please know that I’ll pick this up when I can and I totally understand those of you finding disinterest in the series after a while! Thank you for taking the time to read this if you did, I really appreciate it. 

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