Datura - Bucky Barnes

Alexithymia

Alexithymia ~ the inability to express your feelings

Why are you so stupid?

Punch.

You are such an idiot.

Punch.

Stevie is your brother.

Punch.

He probably doesn't even want you here now.

Punch. Punch.

We should go back to HYDRA.

Punch. Punch. Punch.

Or just die.

Punch.

Or, maybe we apologize.

Punch.

Yeah. Apologize.

Punch. Punch.

I keep hitting the punching bag and it slightly rips. Sand slowly starts to pour out and I watch it. I sigh and take off the gloves.

Time to say sorry.

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I knock on Steve's bedroom door before entering.

I learned from last time's...incident.

"Come in," he turns towards me and noticed that it's me at the door, "Never mind."

"Stevie," I sit next to him on the bed, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

He ignores me and stares out the window, looking at the view of the city.

"Look, I know you only said it because you care about me, but I've been on my own for 80 years. I'm used to it. I'm really sorry for what I said, I was mad," I explain.

He sighs, "I know. It's okay. I'm sorry for acting the way I did. It's just hard seeing you all grown up, you know."

"It's okay," I reply. I rest my head against his shoulder and he wraps an arm around me, resting his head against mine.

I look out the window with him, taking in three beautiful city. It looked so different.

Flashback, 1924, Thea is 4, Steve is 6

"Stevie?" I call out shyly. He looks at me, frowns, and turns away with his arms crossed. I sheepishly hold my hands out, giving him the toy I broke. He glares at me and snatched it. I sit next to him on his bed, "I sorry."

My eyes start to tear up. I hated it when he was mad at me. I didn't mean to break the toy. I just wanted to play with it.

He notices me crying and gives me a big hug, "It's okay. You didn't mean to."

I sniffle and rest my head against his shoulder, "Tank oo."

He fidgets with the broken toy and rests his own head against mine.

Back to normal

"Hey James?" I walk into the gym, where he was violently hitting a punching bag.

He barely glances at me before hitting the bag even harder. I roll my eyes, "Listen. I'm really sorry. I was just pissed, okay?"

"Whatever," he stops punching the bag and wipes his head with a towel.

Okay.

Stop ignoring me.

Rude.

⚠️ SLIGHTLY MATURE ⚠️

I walk over to him quickly and smash my lips against his, intensely kissing him. He kisses me back and I push him against the wall. I wrap my legs around his waist, my hips slightly grinding his.

He smirks a little and flips me over so my back was up against the wall.

I wrap my hands in his hair and start to moan as he trails my neck with hickeys.

"Like I said," I pant, "Sorry."

"Yeah yeah. I'm sorry too," he breathes fast as he carries me into my bedroom.

"Fuck me Seargant," I grin, taking off my shirt.

"Yes doll."

A/N: Heyyyyyyy, sorry I haven't been updating, I've been busy CRYING OVER THE NEW WANDAVISION EPISODES. I screamed at the top of my lungs when we saw Wanda's new outfit and our apartment neighbors asked us if we were okay. I'll try to update at least once more this weekend and more next week. Love you 3000!