|| SamBucky (WinterFalcon Oneshots) ||

Royal AU (PT3/?)

It started off as a normal day for the prince. He did his daily routine, working Alissa's self-esteem and walking around, checking in on the staff and guard's. James seemed different today. He seemed more alert, more serious then he was before. It makes Sam wonder a bit. Wonder what could happen in a day to make this person who was nervous, turn into a proper soldier. It was also sort of unsettling.

"Morning, James. Did you sleep well?" The guard stares at him with his blue eyes that could pierce Vibranium. He nods, his jaw clenching before relaxing. Sam cocks a brow. "What's with you today?" He asks, showing concern.

Now, he knows at first that he promised not to get close but Sam's caring nature doesn't allow him to. If he sees someone acting different than before, the need to make sure they're okay charges at him with full force.

"Nothing. I have decided that I, uh, should be more professional for I have been hearing rumours about the opposing kingdom and if I must do this job properly, I have to act proper-"

"James, I'll be fine. Besides, it's not the first time my kingdom has been under threat of attacks."

Sam starts to walk, Bucky following him. "Have you had breakfast this morning?" The soldier shakes his head. "I don't need to eat." He replies simply, his eyes scanning everywhere, making sure everything is in place.

Sam stares at him a while longer before sighing. Is he really going to show the one place he feels peace out to this guard he barely knows just for them to feel better? befo

"Come, I want to show you something." He says, looking around before grabbing his wrist and yanking him forward. A surprised yelp escapes but the guard regains his composure. "Where are we going?"

"My happy place." A few moments later, Bucky finds himself outside the castle in a field of flowers. Butterflies flying about and doing their own business. It feels relaxing.

"I go here when I'm not feeling okay. Thought it could probab-"

The sound of a branch snapping silences them both. Bucky side-glances Sam wearily. "Does anyone else know about this place?"

By the fearful expression sent his way, Bucky jumps into action. "Hide." He demands lowly, bringing out his gun, checking the ammunition.

It was full, enough if he's quick. "What about you?" Bucky stares at him with a blank look. "If you care about your life, I suggest you start running now, run to wherever the safest and closed in, alright?" Hesitantly, he nods before scurrying away.

With Sam out of the way, he starts to crouch, making way to the sound of-

Nobody was there. So where the fuck-

Oh no.

Oh fuck...

It was a trick... A distraction! They knew that was going to gain attention. Fear settles deep in his core as he breaks out into a sprint. "Sam!" He screams, not caring about the informality. The prince's life was on the line.

So was his job.

He bumps into one of the enemies, knocking them out and slamming him into the wall. When he looks up, he sees the Prince struggling in vain. The sound of other guard's stampeding down the hall, but they're going to be too slow.

Bucky's mind was racing a million miles an hour. His wide eyes watching Sam as he sprints, tackling the person down and commencing hand to hand combat, knowing that Sam could fend off the other. "Where do you come from?" He snarls, his eyes wild. Sam doesn't think he's seen the man in action, and it is pretty terrifying.

Before the man could answer though, he heard the sound of something swishing before everything turns black, hearing Sam cry out before everything fades out.

Short one I know but I thought J should get it outm sorry for the shittier quality than usual, it was rushed.