This is before Barnes goes outside in the last chapter
Bucky's POV:
Ugh, I can't let Sam see me like this. I'm a total wreck
I stare at myself in the mirror. My eyes are bloodshot red from tears and lack of sleep, my hair is a bird's nest
I take off my jacket and wince as I roll up my sleeve. Dry blood has marked my normal arm
This is what I deserve for all those murders. I killed Stark's parents, Yori's son, who has no idea he drinks with an ex assassin. Like Steve, I'm sparing him by not revealing the truth. That I did it. It should stay that way. Don't care if it's slowly destroying me from the inside
I try my best to look as presentable as possible. I carefully pull my sleeve down and go out
Sam is throwing Steve's shield repeatedly
I yawn
"Hey Buck, late night?" He asks
"No" I lie
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Trust || Winterfalcon
FantasyTrusting people is very difficult. Especially for Bucky Barnes, a mentally unstable insomniac, who since being freed from Hydra, finds it easier not to get close to people or let them get close to him. Doesn't help that Bucky is grieving Steve's dec...
