In Love On Fire * Buckyxreader *

"So, how do you feel?"

Your eyes slowly creaked open, the bright lights of the recovery room making you close them tight again, you felt Bucky's cold metal hand squeezing yours and smiled softly, you turned your head slowly and opened your eyes.

"Hey handsome." You spoke hoarsely, a burning sensation in your throat.

His head snapped up to look and you watched as he smiled, his eyes glistening as they searched yours as he wondered if this was really happening.

"Y/n?" You turned your head to Natasha, you didn't notice she was sitting there but were overjoyed that the two were with you.

Suddenly you felt a sharp pain in your stomach, you arched your back pushing your head into the pillow and brought the hand Bucky had been holding, to the wound, shutting your eyes tight, once the pain subsided you looked down, a bandage was wrapped around your torso, a tear rolled down your cheek.

"Are you okay?" The worry was clear in Bucky's voice, he slowly and carefully placed his right hand on your shoulder, you looked him in the eye.

"What happened?" You asked furrowing your brows, you had a slight memory but it was all so fuzzy. Suddenly Natasha wrapped her arms around your shoulders, her face next to yours as she hugged you tight, you held onto her arm, too scared to move enough to properly hug her.

"I was so worried." She whispered into your ear, a tear rolled down the side of her face as she pulled away.

After Bucky and Natasha explained what happened with the Hydra agent and then on the way home, Nat went to tell everyone you were safe. Bucky was sitting back down next to you and you had managed to sit up slightly in bed.

"I'm so glad that you're okay doll." He spoke softly, his whole tone had changed, the way he had been talking since you woke up was different to how he ever had before, it was like he thought that if he spoke a syllable too loud you'd break. You hated it.

"You expect too little of me Sargeant, since when was a stabbing too much for me?" You chuckled slightly, the pain cutting it short. You could tell he wanted to smile but all that was written on his face was concern. "Bucky, you know I love you, but if you don't stop looking at me like a sick puppy, then I'm gonna leave."

A fake smile slowly made its way across his face, "I'm sorry, I just- I can't stop picturing..." He trailed off as he looked toward the bandages a couple tears escaped, you brought your hand to his cheek to wipe them away and made him look you in the eye.

"I know what your thinking Bucky Barnes and I want you to stop, okay? This was entirely my fault." You held onto his chin and brought it closer, "I'm fine, you should know that I'm not gonna' let some dumb Hydra agent kill me." You quipped.

He smiled softly and stood up to get closer, as he put his hand round the nape of your neck he kissed you gently, you moved your hand back to his cheek and put the other one on the back of his head, softly tugging at his soft brown locks. It felt nice to have him finally in your arms again, the pain in your side was worsening but as your lips moved in sync with his you were able to stop concentrating on it.

"Oh come on guys." Clint groaned as everyone walked in, Bucky slowly pulled away from you, not wanting to let them disturb you.

"At least we know she's okay." Tony quipped, Bucky sat back down, keeping his eyes on you as you held his hand close, Everyone stood around.

"So, how do you feel?" Steve asked smiling, you turned your head to face him puzzled.

"Like I just got stabbed?" You chuckled at the strange question.

"Well, we are happy that you're better." Bruce said trying to keep it light.

"How does it feel to get stabbed with your own knife?" Sam chuckled earning a nudge in the ribs from Rogers, you mockingly laughed and shot a glare, you wanted to forget that this was all caused by your over-preparation.

"Wait do we still have it? We should frame it or something." Natasha added.

After everyone had left the room again you and Bucky got a longer moment alone, "When was the last time you slept sarge?" You asked, he was still wearing his tactical gear from the mission and he had dark rings under his eyes.

"I'm fine-" He tried to assure you but was interrupted by a yawn.

You shifted to one side of the bed, wincing at the pain, and pat the empty space next to you. He looked at the small space and shook his head softly, you rolled your eyes, a quiet conversation that you, of course, won.

He took off his shoes and slid onto the bed, you lay on your side slightly, nestling your head into his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your neck, he wrapped his other arm gently around your waist and kissed your shoulder, falling asleep within minutes.

You lay there for a moment, taking in the feeling of his body against yours, lightly kissing the metal that hugged you tight. Feeling blessed that he thought you were important enough to sleep on a tiny, uncomfortable, hospital bed, you fell asleep.

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Its the audacity I have to be reading Loki fanfics in between writing this i-
hope you lovelies are enjoying so far <3

I'm editing this and of all the creative decisions I made with this story why did I have her say 'hey killer' when she woke up... 😭😭 (it is August now,, perhaps tfatws just changed me...)