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you sat on your sofa, stuffing tissue paper into your nose. red after red, it seems like your bloody nose never wanted to stop. you have been taking drugs after drugs after drugs for the past week. chase left again after your fight, which pulled you into a slump. you didn't want to bother pietro or wanda, and you didn't even want to think about going to bucky, so it was just you and your cocaine all day.
headaches ached your head, and you had barely been eating due to the loss of appetite. you saw how your weight has drastically changed and how grayed you looked. but that didn't stop you.
you blew your nose into the last tissue, barely seeing any red left. "finally," a knock startled you, resulting in you dropping your bloody tissues, "god! hold on!"
you snatched your tissues up, grabbing the tiny can, dropping them in, swiping the leftover drugs right in, hearing the cane hit the metal. you snatched one of the bags of coke and stuffed it in your pants.
you headed to the door, opening it up to bucky standing right before you. he had sweat dripping down his temples, eyes were puffy like he has been crying. he looked out of breath like he just ran over here.
he looked so fucking good though, his hair was swept into a style, his leather jacket hugged his muscles so godly, making you want to jump on him right now. his pants hugged his thighs in all the rights places. you couldn't even imagine what you wanted to do with them. you shook your head, noticing you have been staring at his thighs for 3 minutes straight. you stared back at him with skepticism and confusion.
bucky stared at your frame in a daze. you were wearing gray sweatpants and a black lace cami top, which hugged your body more ways than possible. your eyes were bloodshot, so he knew you just took something. he saw the dry blood on your nose, which you kept trying to wipe off subtly. bucky thought it was hot, which surged more blood through him straight to his pants.
