James Buchanan Barnes Imagines

"How long have you known?"

Requested by _emmajane0830.

QN: In this one shot, Bucky dosen't go under cryo freeze again but he gets the new arm after the fight with Tony :)

You stand between Steve and Tony, holding them both back from murdering each other. The two have been going at it for a couple weeks now. They split up into their own teams, the ones who agreed with the Accords and the ones who didn't. You didn't think that Tony was right though, if the world was on fire the Accords might not let you guys go and help. They'd keep you back from doing what's best for the team and right for the world. But, those days ended and the team was back together. Sort of. Clint took a break from this for a while and decided to spend sometime with his family, sort of retirement. After you delt with the two babies, you walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge finding a snack. You almost jumped out your skin when you saw Bucky leaning against the counter, arms crossed, and his soft gaze looking at you.

"Jesus, Bucky!" You shout, grabbing your chest, "I need to put a bell on you."

He smiles a bit before it completely dropped, "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you."

You shake your head, "No, it's fine. I just almost died is all."

Buckys face twisted when you uttered the word "Die". Immediately guilt washed over him and you noticed, you playfully punched his shoulder and he gave a small smile in return.

"C'mon! The fights over, Tony is somewhat fine, and everything's back to normal. Let's get pizza and do whatever you want, sound good?" You smile.

"Uhm....I don't- I don't know. There's something we need to talk about." He mumbled.

You froze. You hoped to the high gods he wasn't talking about what you think he was talking about. You couldn't afford your secret of having a crush on him get out, you didn't want the feeling of rejection. That's why you only told Nat. Who you recently found out told Steve, then Sam, then Wanda, then Scott, and so on and so forth. You've been crushing on him for a couple months now, even after the Accords thing. You cleared your throat and leaned against the opposite counter of him, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Yeah. Yeah, sure. What's up." You answered, trying to stay calm.

"I uhm, I- Jesus...." He stammered, running a hand through his hair.

"What? What's up, Bucky, what happened?" You ask, starting to grow concerned.

"I had another nightmare." He starts.

"Oh, well, what was it about?" You furrow your eyebrows.

"....You and....y-your parents." He answered, shakily.

You stuffed your hands in your pockets, "My parents? Seriously? I mean....not trying to bring you down or anything but my parents died years and years ago. There's no way you dreamed about them."

"Well, I did....and I-I was the one who murdered them." He mumbled, looking at the floor.

You stayed silent for a bit. Going over his words again and again and again, your brain couldn't seem to believe anything that left his mouth. Almost like he wasn't saying anything at all.

You scoff, "Okay. Sure, you're the one who murdered my parents. You expect me to believe my best friend, killed my mom and dad."

He sighed, "Y/n this is serious. I'm telling the truth."

"Right." You stiffle a laugh, "Come on, Icecream and Pizza won't pay for themselves."

"Y/n." He called out, reaching and grabbing a hold on your arm, "When have I ever lied?"