James "Bucky" Barnes Imagines

Nightmares

   "(Y/N)? Can I talk to you?" Steve asked as he walked through the kitchen entrance.

   You looked up from your phone. Your back was leaning against the big kitchen island and your feet were crossed. You lifted your eyebrows gently and he cocked his head towards the door, waiting for you to join him by his side. "Walk with me?" He asked

    You put your phone in your back pocket and made your way to Steve who was already walking out of the kitchen. You caught up to him asked; "What's up, Capsicle?"

     He sighed. "It's Bucky,"

     "What about Bucky? Is he okay?"  Your brows furrowed in concern. The both of you started walking faster towards where the bedrooms were.

     "Another nightmare. He won't talk to me so I thought maybe you could try?" He looked at you hopeful eyes. You inhaled deeply and nodded your head.

    I'll try.

    You stopped walking when you reached Bucky's door. Steve told you he'd be in the living room and to call him if we needed anything, and then walked away.

    You gently knocked on the door two times, just so he knew it was you. There was no response so you grabbed the door handle and pushed it open. You noticed the bed was empty as you walked deeper into the room.

     Bucky's shivering body was pushed up against the wall closest to his bed. Both his legs were pulled up and his elbows rested on his knees, head in his hands. He sniffled quietly, trying not to start crying more.

    You walked over to him and sat directly beside him, criss cross leaning closer to his shaking body.

    "Hey Bucky," you whispered tilting your head sideways. Your hand reached up to touch his human hand slowly, afraid to scare him more. Your skin made contact with his and he flinched, pulling it away from whatever touched him.

    His hands were off of his face now as he looked at you. "It's okay," you muttered, softly smiling in his direction. Your fingers ran down along the side of his arm and interlocked your fingers with his once it reached the end. He pulled your arm and wrapped it around your waist tightly, holding you against his chest.

    You let him hold you for a while as he relaxed against your touch. You listened to his heart until his breathing return to normal. You pulled away and placed your hands cupping his face. "You okay?" You gently asked him. Your thumbs ran along his cheeks feeling his soft skin.

    His tear stained face finally made eye contact with you and he blinked quickly, blinking away any tears still threatening to escape him eyes. He leaned into your hand and closed his eyes completely.

     Your heart melted at the sight in front of you. He was such a gently soul. He didn't quite believe how safe you made him feel. He didn't think he deserved your love, but he was forever great full that he met you.

    He opened his eyes once you shifted next to him. You stood up and pulled his arms helping him stand up. You walked over to his king sized bed as he followed behind you, still holding your hand. You placed your body onto the bed and pulled Bucky down with you.

    His whole body landed on yours as he placed his nose in the crook of your neck. His arms found their way around your waist and your hand played with his hair.

    "я не заслуживаю тебя" He mumbled against your skin. Shivers travelled through your body as you smiled to yourself.

    "я тебя люблю" You whispered back into the air.

(я не заслуживаю тебя = I don't deserve you)
(я тебя люблю = I love you)

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