Helmut Zemo One Shots

6) bis wir uns wieder treffen

"Took you long enough to get here"

You knew he'd be here. the second the dora milaje came for him he'd escaped To the Sokovian memorial.

"Why did you leave Zemo?" I said pointing my unarmed gun towards him, he turned to face me
"I don't expect you to understand" he said dragging out the end of his sentence "please leave me be"
"You know I'm not aloud to leave you here"
"Please"
"I can't"
thought you weren't like them, like James and Sam, I didn't think you listened to all the rules, I guess my judgment was incorrect"
"you don't get to pass judgment on me, your actions brought you to this situation Zemo. The least you could have done was stick around and accept your fate, redeem yourself!" I grew angrier "I trusted you"
"Your trust means nothing to me" I lowered my gun

You know the old saying "words hurt" it was true, he was capable of hurting me physically, but he chose to use my trust against me

"I can't believe you" I stuttered
"You knew from the start who I was, what I was"
"I had to fight for you Zemo, convince Sam and Bucky not to hurt you, just for you to betray me"
He looked disappointed "you should be carful where you place your trust in the future"
"Yeah I'll keep it in mind"
We stood in silence looking at one and other

"I was hopping you'd make this easier" I finally spoke
Zemo looked to the side of him to see the dora milaje had arrived, he looked back at me , he looked directly into my eyes, but not like he used to no his eyes used to be full of lust and now they seemed sad

"I see" he said nodding his head and sending me a sad smile "I believe this is goodbye y/n"
"Goodbye, Zemo"
He took one last look at me before members of the dora milaje surrounded him and directed him away from me,
I had grown rather close to the man, he was unsafe but rather caring towards me, but he is getting what he deserved, right?
"We will take him to the raft, where he will live out his days"
"I understand"
"You did the right think y/n"
"I guess" I said running my fingers through my hair

He was almost gone now, it hit me that I'd never see him again, I'd never hear his sweet accent, never hear the random poetry he'd recite, I'd never see that bougie coat again.
"bis wir uns wieder treffen" I yelled (until we meet again) hoping to grab his attention
He turned to face my direction, he smiled and replied
"ich werde dich bald sehen" (I will see you soon)
Till then Helmut Zemo.

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