"Yes jerk I do underst-" a hand cracking the wall infront of him stopped him in his tracks. He tried to go back but another hand, making a firm thud, blocked him, encasing him, trapping him. Steve shrunk he knew this position. What was about to happen. It had happened before. Bucky.
"Look at me punk" his tone was cold.
Steve did not. "Look at me!" Bucky demanded. Steve did. "There we go" Bucky smiled victoriously. Hands away from the wall now all his energy focused on the vulnerable little boy before him. "There's my good boy, my lil Stevie, that's all you are useful for and all you'll ever be got it? Mine"
he grabbed his neck harshly his other hand interchangeably stroking his cheek and gripping it to cause pain. Steve mumbled his reply, causing the soldiers neck hold to tighten and grip to exceed. Steve didn't mumble, a lesson he had learned. "Yes Sir all yours, only yours" Don't Mumble.
But he had needed to be taught. To be better Bucky had always been protective like this. Cause that's all this was! Bucky was being protective of him. And who could really blame him after everything he had been through right? Even if he was like this beforeh- NO this was just Bucky being protective.
Been in my drafts a while. Not sure where it would go. Any ideas for a title change?
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One-shots avengers captured/tortured
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