(1) scratching

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(Y/n) finds bucky scratching at his metal arm.

""(Y/n) have you seen bucky, he was spoused to come out and practice with me like an hour ago", a worried steve said busting into my room.

The knife I had been twirling clattered down to the ground and I sprung up.

"Did you go by his room", I asked and steve quickly nodded and I flew out the room.

Me and steve were closest to bucky and both knew that he sometimes had bad thoughts.

"I looked in his room and he wasnt there so I thought to come to you", steve exsplained as I went down the hall to buckys room.

Opening it I peered inside and seen the shades draw and the bed messy.

"Do you have any idea where he might be", steve asked, his voice laced with concern for his freind.

I got on my knees and opened the bottom drawer, where he kept all of his special keep sakes.

"There was a..a bracelet I had made for him", I said ruffling through the drawer trying to find the small braided bracelet. 

"Its not here, I told him that I made it to significant that he would never have to go back to that dark time in his life", I said and ran a hand through my hair.

"Theres somewhere I know he would be but I think I should go alone to help him", I told Steve. 

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"Bucky", I whispered as I walked across the roof.

He was sitting on the roof, his back to me, looking off at the darkening sky.

He didnt respond so I went to look at him and gasped.

The left side of his shirt were his metal arm was, was drenched in blood, from him scratching at it.

"Bucky bucky stop", I said falling to my knees trying to stop him from scratching at his skin.

He didnt seem fazed as I pried his hand off, placing my fingers through his, the bracelet dangling from his wrist.

"Bucky stop look at me and breathe"  I said cupping his cheek with my hand.

His eyes were distant looking past me, they now focused on my own.

"(Y...y/n)", he stuttered and then noticed that we were on the roof.

"Bucky, me and steve are worried, are you ok", I asked.

Bucky shook his head before noticing his bloodied shoulder,"shit I didnt mean to do that", he said and I nodded.

"Here why dont we get back to your room and i patch you up ok", I said and he nodded.

I went with bucky back to his room and got out the first aid kit.

We all had them in our rooms for when we got back from a mission.

Bucky had shrugged off his shirt and had begun to press it against his shoulder.

"I fell into a trance and then forgot what I was doing", bucky told me and flinched as I rapped bandages around it.

I muttered a quick sorry and continued wrapping.

"There all done", I said sticking down the bandage.

"You should get some sleep I'll leave you to it, if you need someone me and steve are here", I said and stood up but was stopped by bucky.

He had quickly wrapped his arms around my waist laying his head on my stomach.

"Please dont go", he whispered and I nodded, rubbing circle onto his shoulder.

He pulled me down till we were both facing each other, his eyes staring into my own (e/c) ones.

Ever so slowly he bent downs and pressed his lips to mine.

I savored the kiss and smiled when he pulled away, his facing growing red.

I smiled and buried my head, carefully in his chest.

We layed down and he pulled me into his chest and whispered,"thank you".

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