Marvel imagines pt.4

Daylight burns 🌿 Bucky (request)

Song: Pim Stones - neon lights.

Imagine; you're a vampire, you're put at night but no place to go, the sun is getting up so you jump into the first open window you see.

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This might be the stupidest thing you've ever done, no no, you're positive this os the dumbest shit you've ever pulled.

You're a vampire for gods sakes! You shouldn't side with humans! You feed off of them, humans are food! But no you couldn't stand seeing them get hurt, you actually saved one from slaughter this night, that's why you're out here now.

They kicked you out, you have no place to go anymore and all because you saved a tiny little human from being eaten. You're conflicted. It felt good saving that woman, but also, you just lost the only people of your kind, your only family.

But of course, things are about to get worse. You've been walking around New York for most of the night, not thinking about the time.

So when the sunlight starts peeking through the streets, you panic. Sure you vampires evolved over the years to be able to survive, from garlic being another spice to silver being nothing more than a metal to you, sunlight was the one thing that could quite literally make you bite the dust.

Your eyes scan your surroundings, looking for anything yo take shelter from the daylight. Your breathing speeds up, and if you could feel your heart then maybe that would be hammering in your chest.

And then you spot it, an open window. You run up to the building, using your inhuman strength and speed to climb all the way up. Just as you reach the balcony, the sunlight peeks from behind a window, casting its glow right in your hand as you jump through.

It catches you off guard, making you trip and sending you to the hardwood floor. You're quick to crawl up and sit against the wall, the sunlight now shining bright into the apartment.

You try to keep your hissing and whimpering to a minimum, whoever lives here is sure to come back shortly, you can hear him or her moving around in the apartment.

You look at your hand, the skin at least burned to the third degree, your hand is shaking from the burning pain. If you didn't know any better you'd say it's smoking.

Tears build in your eyes, you weren't one to cry often but this kind of pain is too overwhelming not to.

'Who are you.' There is the resident, you clearly lost your focus because not a second ago you swear he was down the hall in another room. 

'I...I'm sorry..' you have never been this scared in your life. That big and badass vampire you always are is far gone, stuffed back deep inside.

Bucky sees you're scared, he can see you shaking and the tears rolling down your cheeks. His eyes move down to see you clutching your hand. Is it smoking??

'Are you okay?' He asks crouching down in front of you.

'N-no...' you stutter.

As your eyes lock with his, you can see he's surprised. Humans always are by the intensity of your iris. 'You're not human...are you?'

'No...' you answer truthfully. 'Can I?' He asks. You tilt your head in confusion until you look down and see he's offering to take a look at your hand.

You hesitantly lay your hand in his and he inspects it. He carefully lifts it and tries to run his fingers over the burn, making you hiss out and scoot back against the wall. 'Sorry.. sorry...' He apologises.

'Can I ask you what happened...'

'The sun...I'm a vampire... I.. there a group of us.. yesterday they caught some lady and they were going to kill her for her blood.. I couldn't handle it so I freed her... I got thrown out for it... I lost track of time and the sun came out before i could properly find a place to stay... so I took the first opportunity which was your window... Sorry if I scared you..'

'Its okay... I mean, if you were dangerous you would've done something already..' he smiles and it eases you a little bit.

'Would you allow me to patch it up? Make it a little less painful?'

You slowly nod and crawl up, you don't follow him however. There's still an open window with sunlight omring through, unless you want to burn yourself further, you need to stay out of it. One small problem though, the entire way Bucky walks is covered in sunlight.

'Oh!' Bucky rushes back and lowers the blinds. Just to be safe he covers your body with his on the way to the bathroom.

A while later, you're still seethed on the counter next to the sink, Bucky still patching up the wound the best he can.

'Why are you helping me?' You ask.

'You're hurt...why wouldn't I help you?'

'You're human..' you give him the explanation you were always given when you asked why everyone is so mean to vampires.

'And that makes me not want to help you?'

'That's what they always told me.. that's what I've learned over the years... you're actually the kindest one I've met in ages...'

'You do give them reason to... I don't want to be rude but.. you do kidnap people and feed on them...'

'The other did yeah.. I never tasted human blood before... I always drink animals...'

He chuckles a little at your weird remark. He never thought he'd hear anyone say that, but then again he never expected to run into a vampire either, in his own home. Well safe house..

'Why?'

'Animals are already your food, the blood that comes with it gets put in bags... I buy them and feed on that instead.. I can't handle killing anything myself...'

'You're all done...' he smiles and you look at the bandage. 'Thank you...'

'Do you want to stay here? I'm all alone here anyway... I could actually use some company.. and since it's day...'

'If.. if you don't mind... I would like that...uh..'

'Bucky... my name is Bucky...and you are?'

'Y/n...'