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I-11 b.b pt.1

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⚠️ Warnings: mention of blood, violence. fluff.
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FYI: Y/n was shot during a secret mission. She never mentioned it to anyone except Natasha. Y/n gets injured and Bucky takes care of her.
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Natasha and Steve struggled to keep my body from collapsing on the floor.

The strong dull pain on my left arm. Blood seeping through the bullet wound and bruises covering my body.

My vision was blurry, a thin line of accumulated tears.

Tony and the rest of the team were joined together in the main room where the meetings are called.

Their faces were blurred and abstract,  I couldn't distinguish them. Everything became so overwhelming.

"God, Steve. What the hell happened to her?" Sam's voice calling out from the left side of the room.

"She uh...she-

"She went on a secret mission, the same mission Tony declined." Natasha finished his sentence.

The room filled up with arguments and sighs. 

"We talked about this, Y/n can go to missions by herself, she's doesn't know how to use her powe-

"I finished it."

"What?"

I couldn't distinguish his expression but I could tell he was genuinely perplexed. 

"She managed to destroy the weapons and the technology that was stolen from your lab." Steve added while him and Natasha sat me down on one of the seats. 

"Those wounds are not going to heal themselves." Bruce spoke from the other end of the room.

Tony was speechless, most of the Avengers were.

The afternoon came around and Bruce tried his best to clean up the wounds and helped removed the bullet from my arm.

Sam and Natasha tried their best to bring me food or water whenever I needed it.

Steve and Tony were out on another mission while Peter decided to pay a visit. He was sitting on the table, finishing up some homework.

"I don't think Mr. Stark hates you,"

"Well, that's comforting Peter." I chuckled at his sudden comment. He had risen his gaze from the notebook before locking eyes.

"He probably sees you like a daughter, he's so protective over you."

I remained curious, thinking in silence. He could be right.

The night rolled in and it was time for me to take a bath but no one was around. Apparently, there was a big mission that required most of the Avengers to go.

The only ones who stayed behind were Sam, Peter, and Bucky, whom hadn't arrived.

Sam and Peter argued the whole time, and they barely got anything done.

Dinner is frustrating because they're
trying to see who's pasta stick can cook faster.

I was relieved when Bucky arrived.

He had a few scratches on his skin and dog tags hanging from his neck.

He sat down next to me, while Sam and Peter tried to cook.

"I'm surprised you haven't committed suicide from hearing those two." crossed his arms and stared blankly at the wall.

I chuckled softly before repositioning my body, wincing at the strength pulled from my arm by accident.

"What happened? Aren't you prohibited from missions?"

"I was, or maybe I still am. I just got shot."

"No shit." He snapped back gently, before getting closer.

"uhh- I went on a secret mission, "

"I could bet Stark was furious." He chuckles at the simple thought of it.

"Oh he was until he saw all the equipment I brought him back."

It was enough to fit two trucks, apparently Tony had the equipment in the storage room/lab and they managed to steal it while we were out.

His gaze changes from my face to my arm, the white bandages stained with blood.

"Do you need anything? It's not like any of these assholes are going to help." He offers, a pan dropping in the kitchen with more bickering.

I chuckle softly as Bucky's lips turn into a smile, blushing slightly.

I shush the thought away, I hadn't shower for two days, ever since I left for the mission.

I need to shower, like NEED to.

None of the other girls are coming back until the next 3 days, since the mission was going to be long and they're out of state.

Bucky's help would have to do.

"Uh yeah, um...I need to shower."

He stays silent, not sure of what to say.

"Uh-I mean...yeah if you want." His voice quivers while his eyes wander around the room.