Hi , sorry this is a short one but I posted a lot in one go, I hope you like it.....
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The living room was dark. The moonlight filtered softly through the window, and shadowed the face of the man making his way through the furniture, his longish hair tied back in a bun. The glow shone off his arm, glinting silver.
Freezing when he saw the figure on the sofa, he paused.
"Who the hell are you?"
The figure rolled over at the sound of his voice.
"I-Robyn, I'm.... I think I'm staying here for the time being."
"Oh,"
There was an awkward pause. Then;
"Do you want the sofa..."
"Nah, I'll take the chair...
I uh, I usually come down here if I can't sleep. I'm Bucky by the way."
"Robyn... oh. I already told you that. Sorry."
"That's ok."
Bucky sunk into the chair, watching the gleam of the eyes staring straight back at him. Suddenly he flinched and looked away.
"You-you know who I am don't you..."
"I know who you Were. I don't know who you Are."
"I... I can leave if that's better..."
"Stay. It's... it's easier to sleep if someone's keeping an eye out. Even if you're safe."
"Even if you've just met them? And they're also a murderer." He hissed these last words, and Robyn, unlike everyone else, simply looked bemused.
"Trust me. I've done worse. And I had a choice."
Robyn rolled over, shutting her eyes again. She was drifting into sleep when she heard a whisper coming from the depths of the chair.
"No one ever truly has a choice."
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The only good I've ever done (marvel)
Fanfiction(Bucky x Main Character ) Robyn. Born to Edwin and Ana Jarvis in 1984. now, standing on the doorstep, in 2012, she looks no older than twenty five. The Avengers tower was the last place she could turn, and in fact, she was rather reluctant to do so...
