You’re pacing back and forth, not knowing what to do, wondering how Bucky was remaining so calm. You’re stressed out to the max, it’s been a long few days and you can’t cope with it.
“Y/N relax, you need to learn to breath beautiful” Bucky says trying to comfort you, but you can hear his annoyance.
“I’m sorry, I know I’m annoying you, I just-I just don’t have a clue what to do or think, and you being so goddamn calm is putting me on edge” you say rambling – as always.
You hear Bucky scoff, then watch him shake his head as he looks down. You stop and tilt your head, “Bucky? What is it?” You quiz him.
He runs a hand through his hair and then stands, he looks at you but it isn’t a look you’ve ever seen directed at you. He was pissed, like pissed at Strange after New York, pissed.
“Bucky, okay. I’m sorry, wrong words I kno-“ you try to salvage it but it’s too late he cuts you off and goes into rage mode.
“Calm? You’ve got to be fucking kidding me? I knew there was something between you two, I have this entire time, we discussed this. But once he brought you back from New York I’d thought you’d see some fucking sense Y/N. Honestly, it baffles me how such a smart, capable, strong woman can be so bloody stupid because of a man who doesn’t even respect her family.” Bucky rants and shouts, whilst being expressive with his body in complete frustration.
You are rooted to your spot, wide eyed and tears daring to prick your eyes, you hold them back as best as you can.
“You’ve always been an important part of my life and I would of judged you for this no matter what, but now we’ve got to this point. I need to protect you from yourself because you’re making reckless decisions like this” he stops ranting and pacing and looks at you.
He sees your facial expression and sighs, completely deflated and defeated from the situation.
But the burning rage inside of spurs him on. “I know what I signed up for, I knew what I was getting myself in to. Hell it was my idea Y/N, but New York changed that for me. You cannot let him do this to you anymore, you’re better than this and better than him.”
He comes up to you and grips your shoulders “you call Pietro your best friend, but you’re my best friend and I won’t sit back and let you do this to yourself, not for someone like him. He doesn’t deserve you and somewhere in that beautiful, brilliant mind of yours, you need to realise that” Bucky finishes searching your eyes and finds utter confusion.
He dips his head again, defeated.
“It’s not like I can help it Bucky, believe me if I could I wouldn’t either. But I don’t know how to explain it. He’s just under my skin and I can’t shake him. Believe me I wish I could switch it off.” You explain with desperation in your voice.
He pulls you against his chest and sighs “I know beautiful, that’s why we made the agreement in the first place. For what it’s worth, I think the feelings are completely mutual, he looks like at us like he could strangle me for fun” he chuckles, making you smile.
He pulls away, looking at you and fixing some hair on your face to the side of your face. “I think it’s time we tell the group about us, so you can finally go after what you truly want and have the chance at true happiness. If it doesn’t work out, you know where to find me” he winks at you with a genuine smile, hooking an arm around your shoulder and guiding you out of your room.
-Flashback to a few months back-
You’d just finished getting ready for your first proper date with Bucky.
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FanfictionYou've worked with the Avengers for years, built relationships, bonds and you are finally happy with your life. Which isn't something that comes easy to you. Everything you ever wanted always seemed to come with a challenge or a price. Nothing was...
