Winter Lightning || Part I

Winter lightning || Part I

Words: 2525

Warnings: none

SUMMARY: Bucky returns to normal life after being a part of Avengers team. One day, on the street of New York, he meets a young woman. He doesn't know yet, that this meeting is gonna change everything he used to know.

Authors: Beast & Cass 

The city was a vast, intricate, labyrinth of noisy, streets and alleys. He could hear the incessant honking of the vehicles even before the sun rose. Impatient businessmen who had to get to the office, mothers who had to leave their children at their schools, facing the puzzling challenge of navigating through the crowd of parents and children; even some of the teachers who had stopped at the local bakery to get a bagel or two before their morning classes. After every person had reached their respective destination, the traffic congestions cleared significantly as if humungous snakes had eaten their fills and were retracting back into their dark and eerie caves.

Walking down the street, Bucky could smell the fresh batch of sweet and spicy rolls being baked for the lunch hour rush. To him, it was a clear sign of the city slowly waking up. He anticipated to see what the new day would bring for him. Maybe a new reason to run again. Maybe an accidental meeting with someone he used to know before. Or maybe even hope...

She was runing as fast as she only could. “Sorry!” That was all she could say, pushing people out of her way, no metter who it was. She was only focused at running away from cold claws of danger.

This young woman has been betrayed by her own family, her life full of happiness and prosperity has changed into an elopement.

Whole city was waking up, when she was still running, all people and smells that were catching her attention before. were now meaningless. All she craved was safty… A place that will be safe enough to lost S.H.I.E.L.D's agents that had order to find and capture her because of what she was.

She could feel her heart pounding inside her chest, every breath, and every step was her little prayer.

Suddenly she bumped at well-build man, and trying not to fall onto ground, young woman instinctively caught both of his arms. One of them felt normal, like a flesh, but the other was cold and firm. She quickly looked around and then her glance stopped at the man. “I’m so sorry, sir.” Woman said trying to catch her breath. She moved away from man and continued to run.

Bucky has been taken out of reverie by surprise.

Trying to secure the woman from falling down, he caught her elbows and hold her firmly in the place.

"Not a prob..." he even didn't end his sentence, because girl has rushed to escape.

Bucky shook his head in disbelief, murmuring something in Russian under his breath. He continued his walk down the street, but it wasn't long before he has been stopped again.

The familiar uniform has showed up on the horizon and within few seconds a tall man stopped next to Bucky.

"Excuse me, have you seen a young woman? She had grey hoodie and black pants on?" man asked, looking around.

Bucky hesitated for a moment.                 First of all, he was afraid of being exposed. Secondly, he had seen a dread in the eyes of young woman from few minutes before.

He shook his head slightly. "No. I haven't. Sorry." He was glad. He had sounded as firm as it was necessary.

Other man thanked shortly and ran further, leaving Bucky in the middle of sidewalk.

Street was a terrible place, everyone could see her. For sure this weird guy told Agents, that he has seen her… And for sure he had shown them direction.

Woman quickly jumped into alley to hide from the crowd of main street. Maybe now she will lose them..

Girl pulled hood onto her head and started walk slowly, looking around. Everything was so… New for her. This was first time in her entire life, when she had to run for her life, she couldn’t believe, that her own family wanted to get rid of her.

Her family was too high settled, their fame and good reputation was more important than love to their daughter.

Young woman looked around and took a deep breath, she had no idea what to do now. This whole place was filthy. She flinched, when she stepped into mud. “God… How could I end up like this.” She whimpered and continued her walk. She saw stuff, that were really far away from her standards. She used to spend her time in beautiful places, where everything was gorgeous and expensive, but right now she was surrounded by mud, homeless people, rats and stray animals. From woman in dress she changed into a woman wearing the hood and trying to escape from death.

In the same time, Bucky has made quick shopping and headed back to his flat.

He was renting a little apartment on Brooklyn. It had one larger room, little kitchen and the bathroom. Nothing else, but it was enough for him to survive.

Bucky entered his hideout and first steps he headed to the kitchen, where he placed shopping bags on the table's counter. Then he walked back to the front door and man made sure he had locked them.

Bucky flopped onto the old couch, not even taking off his leather jacket. He pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocket and he lit one, inhaling deeply with a smoke. He couldn't stop thinking about that young woman. Somehow she caught his thoughts.

Cold wind made her shiver, she also wasn’t used to such situations.

She took a deep breath and tried to think. What to do now? Where to hide? Is this the end?

Bucky ended his cigarette and he laid down on his couch. Looking up at the ceiling, he was thinking of his previous life, when he used to be part of S.H.I.E.L.D. Now, nothing was the same anymore. Because of his arguments with Tony Stark, he has ended being the enemy number one to everyone. Even to Steve...

Bucky didn't realize, when he fell asleep.

She was tired, trying not to sleep was too hard. Her eyelids were really heavy, but before she even could close her eyes, she saw familiar uniforms somewhere in the crowd. “No..” She whimpered scared and got up only to quickly run away.

Young woman ran into skyscraper, she tried to knock to many doors, but most of flats were empty at this time or people were simply ignoring her.

She tried on every floor, everytime it was the same: people's ignorance or emptiness.

Finally, she got onto 13th floor. She started banging into door from local F9, which were close to the lift. “Please! Help me! I need help! I beg you! Show some mercy!” Her voice was nothing more than mix of fear and sob. “Please… I beg you..” Woman whimpered.

Bucky growled deeply as he has been woken up from his dream.

Cursing under his breath, he walked to the door and opened them wide.

"What the fuck you..." he had been snapping for a second, but became silent shortly after. "What the hell.. I remember you.."

She blinked, looking at man, he was like three times bigger than her.

“I… I remember you too..” Woman said and wanted to run away but she heard group of people, knocking and checking doors on lower floor.

She shivered, terrified, and looked back at man. “Please… hide me… I beg you, don’t let them get me.” Woman whimpered, grabbing his arms in act of desperation. Her sight was full of fear and sadness.

When the footsteps get louder, she simply ran into man's flat, not paying attention to him.

Bucky blinked in a disbelief. "Wait... What..." but before he has ended his sentence, the woman just entered his flat without asking about his permission.

"Who do you think you are? I don't need any extra trouble" he hissed, closing the door.

“Please… Please, sir… Please… hide me, protect me. I’m begging you.” She whispered full of pure fear and panic, woman even fell onto her knees.

Her breath stopped, when she heard knocking to the door. “Oh… God… No…” She said quietly and quickly hide in man’s bedroom, not even saying a word.

Bucky looked at her with a cold gaze, then he improved his jacket and went to open the door.

"How can I help you?" he said firmly as he opened the door.

Tall man, dressed in a S.H.I.E.L.D uniform, gave him a little nod. "I'm sorry. We are looking for a young fugitive. Have you seen a not too tall woman with long dark hair, dressed in a hoodie?" man asked simply, looking directly at Bucky.

Barnes made a grimace, like he would be thinking deeply. "No. I was only in the shop today. I haven't seen anyone. No one as you've described" he said calmy, but in his firm tone.

Other guy nodded slightly and thanked him, he simply walked away, knocking to another door.

Woman stood close to bedroom’s door, listening to every word. She had hope that this man won’t tell them she is in his flat, he didn’t want to have problems.

She felt guilty for putting him into such a situation, they were complete strangers to each other and she made him deal with S.H.I.E.L.D agents, even when she shouldn’t, but her fear and panic were too huge to think rationally.

When man closed main door, she slowly left his room. “Um… Sir, I want to apologize for this. I shouldn’t do this… But my fear of those people is too deep to behave rationally. I really should look at your safety.” She explained slowly, taking off her hood.

Young woman looked slowly around. “You have… nice flat… here.” She said, flinching.

Bucky was measuring her with cold glance, his hands on his hips. "Sorry? Is that all you want to say?" he hissed loudly, taking two huge steps towards woman. He stopped in front of her, his face a few inches from her. "Who? Are? You?" he syllabized every word, looking straight into her eyes.

She blinked and whimpered, shielding herself with her arms, when angry man got closer to her. "I... I am Elizabeth... Elizabeth Bonnet... I am an art student.." Woman whispered, even more scared. Right now she was more afraid of him then of agents. He was visibly enraged and he had her at reach of his fingertips.

"I didn't ask about your name" he simply pushed her aside with his shoulder, passing her by and flopping on couch. "I've asked WHO are you. If S.H.I.E.L.D is after you, then it means you’re not only an art student" he pulled out pack of cigarettes and lit one. Bucky put one leg on the other, leaning his back comfortaby on the couch. He inhaled with choking smoke, then he exhaled it, using nose. "Don't stay like that, Miss Bonnet. You can take a sit. Don't worry. I am not gonna hurt ya."

She let out unhappy sound, when he pushed her aside. She turned around, rubbing her shoulder. "I do not know, what I can tell you. They said that.... I'm a mutant.. but.. I did nothing against them." Elizabeth coughed softly and waved her hand trying to blow away smoke, then she looked at the couch. "Um... thank you, sir." She nodded and politely sat on the edge of the couch.

"Now I'm gonna tell you, what will happen next."

Bucky was focusing on the ceiling. He didn't even look at the woman sitting next to him.

"You can stay here. However don't think I'm doing this, because you took me with your begs" he chuckled darkly, puffing his cigarette. "I'm doing this, because I have my own old things to S.H.I.E.L.D. and because I know, how huge assholes they can be."

He sounded a bit too antipathetical then he had wanted.

"I have only one condition. Or maybe two. First, you can use any thing you will find here as your own. I don't have problems with sharing my hideout with you, but you won't be stepping into my way if not necessary. And second, I need to know everything about you and you special abilities."

Bucky rose from the couch and took his jacket off. The metal, bionic arm has gleamed into the sunrays falling into thw room through huge window.

"As you can see, I am not an ordinary person too."

She listened to him, nodding her head at his every word. “O… Okay, sir and I understand, sir.”

Elizabeth bit her lips. “I… I don’t know what to tell you… Stuff just start to float around me… and I have no control over me.l sometimes.” She said and shrugged.

 Young woman jumped a bit scared, when he got up from couch and took off his jacket, she looked at him with her eyes opened wide. “That’s why your other arm felt different, when I caught it this morning.”

He rolled his eyes, ending his cigarette. "Yea. Probably that's the reason."

He went to the kitchen and came back holding two oranges. Bucky handled one to the woman.

"I don't want any objects to fly around my place, okay?" he gave her a serious look. "Otherwise you'll be kicked out."

He took a careful look at her. She was so young. And she looked like a real dame.

"Hope those conditions aren't too low for you, Madame." Barnes switched to his ironic voice. "And now. I gotta go for a bit" brunette sighed lazily and went to the hanger, taking his jacket off. "I'm gonna lock the door. Don't let anyone in. And rest. I bet you're tired." After those words, Bucky just left.

She slowly took the orange he has offered her. “Thank you, sir… I can try to not make them fly… but I told you already, I can’t control it.” Woman looked at him a bit scared.

She frowned softly. “This comment was redundant, sir. I am not gonna answer at such an unnecessary question.” Elizabeth muttered, feeling offended.

Woman watched him and nodded slowly. She sighed heavily, when he closed the door. She wasn’t used to such places. This man tried to be ironic, but he was right, this place was way low beyond her standards, but she couldn’t say no or run away. She had to accept those conditions and try to fit in and live with this man in peace.

She was thinking about this for some time before she slowly fell asleep.

Bucky stood watching the line where heaven touched earth. His wide eyes witnessed the resounding glowing collision. Sparks lit the sky and blood poured, as the glory of paradise descended further behind the seam of the world. Barnes sighed deeply, wrapping leather jacket more around his shoulders. He had spent whole day by walking around the town, thinking. Mostly about the new situation he had been pulled into. He wasn't sure, what to do and what to think. Bucky felt small as he glanced over his shoulder and saw his shadow slowly shrinking towards his feet. He looked back to the line, only a few bright streaks remained to signal heaven’s passing. The sun had set.

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Important files || Bucky Barnes x reader

A/N: story’s been written for @thepaperpanda writing challenge.

Summary: in the stormy night reader visits Bucky to share the fact of finding important files with him.

Words: 1265

The storm has come.

Bucky looked out of the window at the blizzard the weather-man had promised. But it was stronger. He watched as his driveway disappear in the sure knowledge that he’d only have to dig it out again in the morning. When the power winked out he raised his eyes to the heavens with a sigh and went for the flashlight, feeling his way to the cupboard only to find it missing. He vaguely recalled lending it to Sam. With a spark of relief he remembered there was still some life left in his laptop battery. From the light of the screen he could at least do some work. Already the temperature in the house had dropped so much he needed the duvet from his bed, but in the familiar glow of the screen and the clack of the keyboard, he could at least ignore the storm.

It wasn’t often for Bucky to do paperwork, however he didn’t want to step into next argument with Stark, so he reluctantly agreed to prepare some reports for him.

He was tired after exhausting day at the Tower. He had few trainings, including one with new recruits. He liked to share his knowledge with others, especially some regarding martial arts, but this new group was the toughest one.

Later, Bucky had a meeting with Steve and Sam. They were chatting over coffee. Bucky found himself enjoying moments like that. Steve was his pal, Sam could be counted like one, too.

Bucky smiled at the memory from few hours earlier.

Steve. His Steve has changed so much! Now, he was no longer a helpless man who needed to be protected. He “grew up”. He became strong and confident. Bucky liked that change, although he didn’t show he do.

Something pulled him out of his thoughts. Knocking.

He rose from his bed putting laptop on the night table. He rushed to front door and opened them.

“Y/N?” Bucky cocked his brow up seeing you on the porch. You were soaked from the snow and rain.

“Can I come in?” you didn’t ask, you only managed to jingle your teeth.

He blinked but nodded quickly.

“Sure, come in,” he shifted a bit to make a space for you to enter.

You eagerly stepped in, and smiles when Bucky helped you with your coat.

“Thanks.”

“No problem,” he responded. “What brings you here so late?” Bucky asked.

You put your bag on the floor, and you crouched searching through it. After a while you pulled a red briefcase. You looked up at Bucky handling it to him.

“I thought you may want to know..”

Bucky frowned a bit but he reached out and took the folder in his metal hand. He walked to the living room, and you followed him carefully.

Man took a seat on his couch. You didn’t know how to act, so you stood in the hollway just peeking into the room, and waiting at his reaction.

“C'mon, Y/N, I won’t bite,” he chuckled softly in a deep voice of his, then Bucky pointed at the armchair standing on the opposite side of the room, “please, Y/N, take a seat and tell me what’s that exactly?” he put up hand in which he was holding the folder.

You gave a nod.

“I started to work for Stark recently after they moved me to his department,” you started, “he left his office earlier today leaving me the keys. I had to lock his office and our open space,” you continued, “so I did. But before that I went to his office to put some important reports into his cabinet.”

You stopped to take a breath.

“Water?” Bucky offered.

“Yes, please…” you agreed.

He gave you a smile and he left the room. Bucky came back within two minutes, with two glasses of water in both of his hands. He handled one to you and you took it thanking him.

“So I opened his cabinet and few briefcases fell out of there. He always has a mess in documents,” you rolled your eyes, but when you noticed the cocked brows of Bucky, you shook your head, “forgive me that digression. And when I was gathering them, I found your name…”

Bucky frowned and looked at the briefcase he was keeping in his hand. Indeed, his name was written with capital letters. Man frowned even more looking briefly at you.

He quickly opened the folder and pulled a handful of documents. He started to read them.

The silence was insupportable. But you waited politely.

When Bucky ended reading he lowered his head down simply putting documents at the couch.

“I… I am in shock,” he mumbled in thoughtfulness. “I didn’t know they cut off all informations about me. They just erased the fact I exist. That’s why Steve was never truly looking for me… S.H.I.E.L.D. has made him believe I was dead…” a tear ran down his cheek. “Fuckers!” Bucky hit the table standing in front of the couch with his metal hand clenched in a fist.

“Bucky…” your voice was nothing more than a whisper.

“How do you think, Y/N, did Steve know? Did he have any suspicions that they could be lying?” Bucky addressed this question more to himself than to you.

Shyly, you got up and walked to him, you knelt in front of him and took his both hands into your palms.

“If he would have a single sparkle of suspicion, he’d do everything to find you, Bucky” you said firmly. “Don’t you doubt in this.”

You stroked his palms looking him straight in the eye. You knew he needed support now. You both could be only colleagues from work, but still, he was very important for you.

“Why…” his vocie broke into a stutter. “Why… You.. Helped…. Why…”

“I wanted you to know the truth. I’ve heard a lot about your conflict with Stark. And how it has influenced your relationship with Steve,” you explained shortly. “I saw that you were torn apart.”

He swallowed rubbing his temples.

“Now it does have sense,” he chuckled darkly. “I bet Stark knew about whole situation, but did literally nothing to clarify it.”

Bucky got up from the couch and went to huge window. He leant his forehead against the cold glass letting the sorrow overcome him.

You approached man and dared to put hand on his shoulder.

“Forgive me if I made you sad with those informations, but I felt you should know.”

He shook his head.

“I understand and appreciate what you’ve done. I was looking after those documents for so long. It hurts, but I feel kinda calm by now,” Bucky turned his head to you and gave you a smile. “Thank you, Y/N. Well, I’d like to do something in return…” his sentence hung between two of you like a sharp knife. The atmosphere became dense.

“Okay…”

“Would you mind if I would ask you for a lunch or something?”

You smirked. He definitely wasn’t good in talking. Especially to women.

“Sure, but I don’t want to cause you any inconveniences.”

“Y/N, hush girl,” Bucky smiled sadly. “At least let me do something for you. You did something for me, too.”

You nodded happily.

“Sure, Bucky. Thank you.”

He led you to the door and helped you with your coat.

“I thank you. It means a lot, Y/N.”

When you left his house you didn’t notice, that Bucky was still glancing at you through the window smiling softly.

And the power hasn’t been switched on yet.

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A good deed - Peter Parker drabble

Summary: Peter was set for a meeting with Tony. But something dragged him out of his way there..

A/N: Hi. I’ve made this drabble for @thepaperpanda writing challenge. It’s my first attempt since long time, so sorry for any mistakes!

Words: 615

Peter was walking down the alley in the Central Park being happy like never before.

He had to meet with his mentor, Mr Stark, for their weekly training.

Peter was prepared. Ok, last time be failed a bit by screwing up on the entire line. But it was not his fault! It was Tony who gave him wrong building plans. Or maybe he read them wrong? Nevermind!

It wasn’t important at the moment.

Peter continued his walk whistling happily. It was until he spotted some movement in a nearby bushes.

He stopped and first looked around. But he saw no one suspicious. Frowning, Peter headed straight into bushes direction. He got even more confused when he heard some strange noises.

Peter got at the spot and crouched. His spider-sense was tingling at the base of his skull, alerting him to possible danger.

With little hesitation and caution, Peter reached and moved several branches to the side.

What a relief he experienced when he saw, that a small puppy was stuck between the bushes.

“Oh, hi there, pup!” A bright smile crawled onto Peter’s lips.

He slipped hands between the branches and aa carefully as it was possible pulled few of them up.

“Come here, buddy,” Peter took the puppy in his hands and pulled little dog out of its ‘trap’.

Spidey put puppy on the grass and looked over it.

But puppy galloped right through the next bushes right into the arenaceous alley. Then without a backward glance dog ran off to sniff all the trees and lampposts along the way.

“Hey! Little one!” Peter ran after the puppy and on the last moment he caught dog and pulled it up. “Hey! No! First we gotta find your owner, mate. I see you have a collar, lemme check…”

Puppy barked happily waving its tail and bit Parker’s hand.

“Hey!” Peter laughed softly checking the charm at the collar. “So your name is Jack and you live kinda near from here..” Peter muttered. “I’ll bring you home, Jack. But don’t bite me, you little fugitive,” he laughed sortly while puppy was waving its tail still trying to bite Peter’s fingers with its little sharp fangs.

On his way at the address from puppy’s collar, Peter got a text from Tony.

[TONY: Where R U Peter?]

Parker sighed and sat at the nearest bench. He texted back.

[Gonna be late, gotta do something first. Wait 4 me.]

Peter got up and with a puppy under his arm, he headed to one of the skyscrapers.

Puppy was still trying to get out of Peter’s grasp squeaking quietly.

“Hush, Jack, no one is hurting you, mate,” Peter rubbed dog’s back. It helped because puppy licked top of Parker’s palm barking happily again.

When Peter arrived on the 9th floor, he walked to the flat number 890 and he knocked few times.

Door has been opened by a little girl in a pink dress.

“Hello?” she whispered quietly.

“Hi!” Peter sent her a smile. “I think this little gentleman belongs to you.”

Parker pulled puppy from under his jacket and handled it to the girl.

Her chin trembled and she sobbed loudly. Few tears fell down on her dress.

“Me and my mummy were looking for Jack! He got lost few hours ago! Oh, Jack!” She grabbed puppy and hugged him tight to her little chest. “Thank you, Sir! Thank you for your help! Mummy! Mummy! Jack’s back!”

Girl ran inside the flat leaving door open. When she and her mother came back, there was no one in front of the door.

Peter was walking down the street whistling happily and smiling. At least he made a little good deed.

Every country has its own Winter Soldier.

Captain America: The Winter Soldier ||  Człowiek z magicznym pudełkiem (The Man With Magic Box)        

Icy Adventure || Ice Skating For The First Time AU

Words: 942

Warnings: none

SUMMARY: Ice skating is your life. Matt, as your friend, wants to try it with you for the first time.

Author: Cass

A/N: AU written for @caplansteverogers​ writing challenge.

You and Matt were friends many years now. He was a great lawyer and you were a young promising figure skater. You two were really close, he was your only real best friend. Despite the fact that Matt was blind, he still was coming to see your trainings or shows and to take you back home. You could always see his smile.

It was really sweet of his, until he got this crazy idea.

You were tying up his skates. "Matty? Are you sure about that? You know you don't have to do this."

He was leaning against a balustrade separating you from the ice rink.

"Hey. I've told you before. I'll try at least. Who doesn't risk, doesn't gain success."

Matt were already having his skates on. He was waiting at you to finish with your skates.

"It may be funny."

You shook head and laughed.

"The man without fear, huh?" You said as you finished. "Okay, now we can go, Matty. Grab my arm."

slowly entered the ice rink with Matt. It felt like home, but you looked at your friend worriedly. "How is it for you?"

"Hehe hehe..." he laughed shortly and within second he ended up on the cold ice hitting himself hardly in the back. "Oh Lord! I didn't think it's gonna be so slippy!"

He slowly rolled on his tummy and knelt carefully.

"Y/N, can you?" he questioned reaching his hand. "I won't get up by my own. Not this time, haha!"

You jumped a bit when Matt fell down. "Oh God, Matty. You see? That's why I didn't like this idea. This isn't your thing." You said and took his hand to help him up. "Now slowly... one foot... now the second one."

You smiled happily when he was standing on both feet. "There you go." You grabbed both of his hands tightly. "Do you trust me, Matty?"

He was trying to stop his knees from shaking but failed, in a result his legs again started to separate.

"Let's say I do.. To be honest, in my current position even if you'd be my enemy I'd have to trust you." He laughed making few little steps to put his legs back together. "Gosh. I can't catch the balance."

You waited until he catched some balance. "I told you it's a stupid idea, Matt. Now, take few breaths and stay calm." You ordered and pushed yourself off, pulling him slowly behind you.

"I got you, Matty." You whispered and started picking up on speed a little bit.

He couldn't help. He yelled loudly, but soon his yells turned into pure laughter.

"Aaahhh! This! Is! Awesome, Y/N!"

He was holding your hands strongly securing himself from falling down again.

You laughed loudly, observing his every reaction.

"You see, Matty? This feels so amazing, that's why I love it so much. I feel free." You explained and changed your direction. "How do you feel? Do you enjoy it?"

"I do!" He let your hands to clap his own. Matt completely forgot he had to hold on you and because of the previous speed you both got, he slided furter on ice

"Y/N! Look! LOOK! I'm standing! I'm sliding!!!" he laughed happily.

Unfortunately, taking Matt was blind, it didn't help him at all in avoiding obstacles. He hit in the balustrade with the full impetus, falling down.

You watched him and hissed covering your eyes when he hit the balustrade.

You rushed to him and got on your knees. "Matty? Hey, are you okay?" You asked taking his face into your hands. "I think we should end this for today."

"One more lap! Please!"

Matt caught the balustrade and pulled up getting back onto his feet. "One last time! It's the best fun I've ever had!"

You blinked surprised. "Okay, let's go."

You used balustrade to pull yourself up, then took his hands in yours.

You took him for another two laps, but after that, you walked off of the ice.

"I hope you didn't hurt yourself too much, Matty." You asked as both of you sat down on a bench.

"Trust me, Y/N, I went through worse things than that" he giggled happily. "It was worth all of this."

He leant down to take off the skates.

"Can you take me here more often, Y/N? I would like to learn ice skating. I think when I'll practice it'll be my another attribute."

"I can... only if you will stop hit the balustrade." You said with a soft smile and leant down to take off the skates.

After few minutes you left the building holding Matt by his arm.

You nuzzled to him softly on your way to his flat.

"It was really great, Matty. You were good but you need to be more careful.

"I know. I bet with you by my side I'll learn how to bw careful."

When you got to his flat he gave you a tight hug. "Thank you once again for today, Y/N." He muttered opening the door. But before he got inside, he turned to you and grabbed your hand. Matt pulled you to him and kissed you briefly.

You blinked but kissed him back, purring quietly into the kiss and wrapping your arms around his neck.

You broke the kiss and looked at him "W... What was that, Matty?" You asked shyly with a big smile on your lips.

"Just... Something" he said blushing. "Do you want.. Come in maybe? Of course if you don't have other plans.." he offered.

You took his hand and walked Inside with him. "No... I don't have other plans." You said, closing door Behind you.

What have I done !? || Bucky x reader one shot

Words: 1133

Warnings: major character's death, slight cursing, a lot of sadness & angst

SUMMARY: Bucky’s still in a shock after a misadventure, as a result of which Captain America has died. Reader's trying to comfort him, even when the fault is on Bucky’s side...

Author: Rouge

A/N: story has been written for the writing challenge made by @letsimagineitall

It was painful to see him like this. All you could do was embrace him and let the torrent of his tears to soak through your shirt. You could feel him clench his fists, not knowing whether to be mad or to give up hope all together. You could hear him silently screaming, suffocating with each breath he took holding onto his pride. You ran your fingers through his hair, time and time again, in an attempt to calm the silent war within his mind. "Everything's gonna be alright, Buck." You slowly stroked his muscular shoulder trying to comfort him as much as it was possible.

"Go away, Y/N!" Bucky pushed your hand away aa he rose from the couch and went apace to the huge window with a view on the city below. He leant his metal forearm against the glass and let out a loud sigh wiping his tears off. You hesitated. You weren't sure how will he react, when you will try to get close to him again. You good knew he was a ball of anger now. But you found a courage and slowly rose from the couch. You headed towards him. "Don't, Y/N." It sounded like an order, so you stopped immediately. "Bucky.. Darling..." "Shut your fucking mouth, Y/N!" Bucky yelled loudly and went out of the room. Instinctively, you've followed him. He slammed into the bathroom door. Bucky didn't care if you saw. He just broke down. The sobs punched through, ripping through his muscles, bones, and guts. Man pressed his forehead against the grimy stall door and began to let his heart yank in and out of his chest. His life crumbled in his fingertips. You weren't scared at that point. You knew you have to do everything. To calm him down. "Bucky" you mumbled quietly as you approached him. Your hand was placed on his nape where you stroked him. "Calm. Down. And talk with me." You were kinda surprised, when he didn't pull away from you. And when he sank onto his knees, you did same, embracing his shoulders. He sobbed into your chest unceasingly, hands clutching at your shirt. You held him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked your chest. A tiny lapse let him pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before he collapsed again, his howls of misery worsening. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths, before hurling him back into the outstretched arms of his grief. "Hush, Buck... It wasn't your fault, darling" you said in the most mild tone you could ever make. "I wanna disappear" he whispered quietly as he breathed heavily. "You should be pretending you don't know me. You should stay away from me. I'm dangerous. It would be better if you would just erase me from your life, Y/N.." "I can't just forget you. That's not how it works" you told him unhesitatingly. He closed his eyes, his head has rested on your laps. As you were stroking his nape, you let your thoughts flow at ease.

Two days before was the saddest day ever. Bucky has killed Captain America. It was nothing more but a misadventure. Both men were on the mission to Serbia. There, they branch has been attacked by enemies. They were taken by surprise. Bucky managed to escape from under the firing. Of course, he was trying to come back for Steve. He found his pal, when Captain was attacked by heavily armed enemy soldier. Trying to help his friend, Bucky took the aim and shot. He was aiming to the foe. But the other one was much faster. Guy pulled Captain ahead, using him as a shield. The bullet went straight through Captain's chest, piercing his aorta. The second man disappeared, when the chaos has reigned. Bucky, being in panic and shock, was about to do something to save his friend. But it was too late…

 “B.. Buck…”

 “Hush.. Oh God, hush, Steve. You need to stay conscious. Do you hear me? Focus. Natasha!! For fuck’s sake! Quickly!”

 Steve choked with his own blood.

 “Oh God! Steve! STEVE! Motherfucker, don't ya dare to close those eyes!”

 Steve reached hand placing it in Bucky’s metal arm.

 “Don't…. D… Blame.. Yourself..”

 “Shut up, pal. You need to stay calm. Everything's gonna be alright!”

 Steve closed his eyes.

Bucky pressed the wound on his friend’s chest with his bionic hand.

 “No! No! No! Rogers, you old prick, don't do this to me!! Natasha!!! You fucking bitch, move your fucking ass up here! Steve's dying!”

 “Buck.. Cold.”

 Huge tears rolled over Bucky’s cheeks.

 “Steve. I beg you. Stay with me. You have to stay with me, brother. I won't make this without you! We’re brothers under the Sun.. Remember?”

 “Mmmmhmm… Ah.. ..It's burning..”

Captain's voice was nothing but a quiet whisper, although his lips seemed to not move at all.

 “Hush, Steve, I'm with you, pal.. Oh God, what I've done..”

 “...mmmmm.. I've… Accepted it.. Don't…. Buck… It… Feels… Like…….. Mmm.. Home..”

 “Steve?! Dear God!! Steven!?”

 Captain's chest stopped to move.

 “I won't forget you…” Bucky, trembling all over his body, reached with his metal fingers to Steve's eyes and he slowly closed them down. “You'll never be replaced… Forgive me..”

Captain America has passed away in Bucky's arms.

"I'm a monster. How can you even look at me?" his voice has broke down. "I'm a fucking murderer. It will be better if you will forget me. Forget us." "I won't." This time you hissed angrily. "You know I love you. No matter what. We are a couple. I'll be with you for good and for bad." He nuzzled to your knees. "Look. Imma mess. I've let all those people down.. I've let myself down. I've killed Captain. I've killed my friend.. I've murdered him..." You wanted to slap him in the face. He was pissing you out with blaming himself. It was an accident. And everyone knew it. "I will never leave your side. We're in this together." As you touched his yet wet cheek, he shivered under your touch. "Will.. You won't leave?" he raised his chin to look you in the eye. "Never. And I won't forget you. You're the best thing in my life." He nodded.

You woke up in the middle of the night after a terrifying nightmare. Instinctively and blindly, you touched the second part of your bed.

You let out a sigh of relief, when your hand rested on his bionic limb. He was there. He didn't run away. It was a sign. That he was trusting you. That was the most important. You knew a hard time was about to come. But you were prepared. Not only for yourself. Mostly for him.