while you sleep | bucky barnes x reader

chapter sixteen

"You're coming to me about soulmate bonds?" Bruce Banner asked for what seemed like the umpteenth time. Once again, you and Bucky nodded in sync, standing awkwardly in the middle of his lab.

Bruce let out a sigh as he turned back to whatever he had been working on. He hadn't totally dismissed you two yet, thankfully, so you were just forced to stand there, waiting.

When Bucky had told you this was who would potentially help you, you were a bit hesitant. You had only encountered Bruce briefly in your time at the compound. In fact, you hadn't really gotten to know anyone outside of Bucky and Steve. So, coming to an Avenger, let alone a literal nationally recognized genius, for help with such a thing...made you nervous, to say the least. You'd have to confess your troubles to a third party once more.

But Bucky assured you over and over again that Bruce could be trusted. He didn't know the scale of his research on the topic but he felt he was a trustworthy person for this. Eventually, you agreed. After your first shift back at work - a new addition back to your routine as you worked to regain some stability - Bucky took you over to the compound. You had thought he had gotten an appointment or at least gave Bruce some kind of rundown on the proposal but, apparently, no.

"What makes you think I can answer any questions on that?" Bruce grumbled as he furiously wrote notes on his current project. You and Bucky shared a look.

"I heard you did some research on it," Bucky explained.

Bruce huffed. "So?"

"So," Bucky sighed, "we think we... we have a problem with ours."

This vague statement was enough for Bruce to perk up a bit. His writing had stopped. He was looking forward now, away from the project. "A problem?" Bruce asked, slightly glancing over his shoulder.

You shifted your weight as you stood a bit uncomfortable with the admission out in the open. Bucky, though, was the definition of cool, calm, and collected. You were just a little bit jealous of him.

Bucky nodded. "To put it simply, my girl has nightmares."

Bruce seemed very interested now. He finally turned back around, facing you two fully once again. He looked intrigued but not really excited. You wondered greatly what his research really encompassed.

"Nightmares?" Bruce was beginning to sound like some sad echo. But you and Bucky just went with it, nodding your head in confirmation. Bruce continued, "I don't think I've ever heard of nightmares. They're dreams we have — soulmate dreams."

You sighed, greatly out of annoyance. You'd been hearing the same thing day after day after day for years. "I know," you finally said. "I am well aware of that but it just isn't how ours work. I've only ever seen the...bad things Bucky has encountered. And for a while, after we met, they stopped."

"As you would hope."

You nodded. "But then that...thing happened. And it's all started over again except somehow stronger. I'm seeing it all through Bucky's eyes. Through his feelings. Through his — his everything. I'm back there twice over and many times after."

Bruce shook his head as if he couldn't believe it. You didn't know what to do. Bucky was very tense beside you, hands balled into tight fists waiting as anxiously as you for Bruce to just say something about it. But he didn't, not yet, as he raced over to his desk. From one of the drawers, a very particularly locked one, Bruce pulled out a file. He flicked it open and began reading, his finger roaming over the pages wildly, hunting for whatever it was he needed. You and Bucky just watched the situation unfold, practically holding your breaths.