Bucky Barnes- nightmare

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I had fallen asleep next to my boyfriend. I didn't think I would be awake until sunrise. I was wrong. I was awoken by Bucky stirring in his sleep. He was always afraid to wake me up from his nightmares, which was the case, but it never bothered me. The only thing that I was bothered about was how much pain and fear it brought back to him, pain and fear which I couldn't stop .

I had tried to wake him but I failed, it always failed. But tonight, tonight was slightly different.

I placed my hand on his upper chest gentility, not knowing what was coming next. Suddenly, his metal arm connected with my throat. My breath being cut off slowly. "Bu-buck," I managed to cough out, "p-please wake up!"

My attempted cries for him to wake up must of worked, his eyed connected with mine as he blinked slowly a few times, tears rising to the surface of his eyes. "You're awake, are you ok?!" I asked, panicked, as he looked down at his metal arm tears now rolling down his cheeks. "Baby?" I ask once more.

His expression turning from scared to disgust, "I hurt you"

My heart completely braking in two, did he hurt me? Yes. Was it major? No, it would leave a bruise at the most. "Baby you didn't hurt me. You didn't hurt me at a-" "I didn't hurt you?! Doll, I love you and appreciate you trying to care but there is already a bruise forming!" He yelled, tears flooding from his eyes now, still looking down at his metal arm. He was right, I could feel the bruise already, wishing it wouldn't so he couldn't blame himself. I stood up from our bed and walked around to Bucky's side, sitting down in front of him. I slowly placed one hand on his cheek cupping his face, wiping away the remains tears that were still falling, and my other taking my hand in his metal hand. He flinched awake when I took his hand, shocked and confused with me. " I love you, ok? I'm not scared and I'm not hurt. It's a bruise, I've lived through worse" "like what" he mutter softly " you know I'm going to answer with when Steve 'accidentally' flipping a car on me half way through a mission" I said, earning a chuckle back from him.

I lifted his face from our hands to meet his eyes with mine, " listen, baby, your not a monster. You never were! I just wish you would let me help you and not push me away, because I want to help you. Just please, please let me help!" I begged, releasing our interlocked hands and kissing his and then a soft and gentle peck to his lips. "Please help me" he whispered, falling forwards into me, tears harshly spilling from his eyes again. "I've got you, I've got you. It's alright" I cooed, stoking his hair and rubbing up and down his back.

After half an hour of sitting in that position he was finally getting tired again. "I don't want to go back to sleep," he whispered, voice cracking mid sentence, "I can't see it again, please, I don't want to see it again!" My heart braking for him even more, if that was possible. " what was it about baby?" "You...." "me?" "Yes y/n, you. You died right there in front of me and I couldn't so anything"

I removed my hands from his back and placed them on his shoulders sitting him up before getting out of bed again and walking to sit behind him. I placed my hands back on his shoulders, giving them a light squeeze before wrapping my legs around his waist and laying him back on me. His head resting just perfectly in the crook of my neck, my chin on his head, occasionally pressing kisses to the top of his. "It's alright baby, I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. I promise, your stuck with me whether you like it or not now. I'm your person and your mine"

I felt my stomach vibrate with that last sentence, knowing he was feeling slightly better. "Get some rest buck, I promise I'll be here when you wake up and if I'm not I'll probably just be yelling at Sam or Steve" "promise?" "I promise baby, now sleep" I ordered in a shockingly manner. "I'm just scared" "I'm never going to leave you" I whispered kissing his four head. "Thank you doll" "always here"

I kissed his head one last time before closing my eyes and fighting my grip around him, "I'm here, I always will be. Till the end and on...."

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