|| SamBucky (WinterFalcon Oneshots) ||

Hello, doll.

A manical laugh escapes Bucky as he stares down the injured Avenger. Their wings were snapped, sparking ever so often. "What the fuck happened to you?" He chokes out, spitting blood.

Bucky shows a toothy smirk. "I saw the real world, Sammy!" He laugh. "When you left me for dead, people showed me my true potential!" Bucky screams, stomping on Thor, scowling in disappointment.

"And you're supposed to be a god..." He scoffs.

"Boy am I glad I left the team!" He starts, his eyes wild. "The Earth's mightiest heroes beaten by ME!" He boasts, kick Sam in the stomach before kneeling in front of him, enjoying the vulnerable position he is in.

"I just love seeing you helpless!" He whispers, a look in his eyes Sam was too tired to understand. He can hear Thor grunt before the sound of a hammer hits his ears.

Automatically, he holds out his hand, holding it, only for it to drop. He grunts, looking up at Iron Man who has his repulsors raised.

"Go ahead rich boy, make mummy and daddy proud!" He Huff's, laughing lazily.

Before he knows it, everyone's having a hit at him. Bucky swore he lost touch with reality for a moment, only to come back to reality for a blast to be sent his way.

He barely has time to dodge it. Fuck Thor and his worthiness. He slumps forwards, cocking his head back and licking the blood of his lips and Sam finds it most arousing thing ever.

"Finish it bird boy. Be that hero that you've always wanted to be." He eggs, leaning forward, accepting his fate. He closes his eyes.

"You okay, Sam?"

Sam looks over, smiling softly at the team. "Yeah I'm fine."

A few moments later, he's alone, making his way down to a secluded area, somewhere even Friday and Tony can't reach.

Sam flicks on the light, his eyes instantly landing on a figure.

"Long time no see, doll..."

A short one, I know, but I was listening to Freak by Sub Urban and immediately got this idea. Hope you love it.