"Y/N, are you ok?" Bucky said in a panicked tone as he rushed into the med room. I looked up to him and nodded, he let out a sigh of relief.
I had been on what was supposed to be a pretty straight forward mission with Sam and Pietro. Three days. Three people. One piece of information we had to get our hands on. Easy right? Wrong. Unexpectedly, two HYDRA agents had shown up and started firing, hitting me in my side. Luckily, Pietro was there and got me back to the quin jet before anything worse occurred.
"I told you not to go on that damn mission!" Bucky raised his voice slightly as Bruce left the room. He sat down and placed his head in his, "Why can't you ever just listen to me?".
"Bucky you need to calm down. I'm fine and that's all that matters right?"
"No Y/N!" I looked him a little startled "I mean, look of course it matters that you're ok," he said walking over to me, taking my hand, "But you're all i have. And I know that's selfish you really scared me today. I can't lose you,"
I look up at him, his eyes are glassy and he looks really exhausted, "You're never going to lose me, Buck,".
I moved over and tugged onto the med bed. He obliged, carefully climbing in next to me and gently wrapping an arm around my waist, lifting the other to stroke my hair.
I lay my head on his chest, listening to the soothing and gentle sound of his heartbeat, tracing circles on his chest.
Soon enough, his breathing became deep and patterned and I could tell he was asleep, so I let myself drift off too.
