All I Want for Christmas is You
Bucky Barnes x fem!reader
Abilities: Sound frequency manipulation
Word count: 2343
Side note- I know it's nowhere near Christmas, but I had this prompt idea and it was calling to me to write it lol
READERS POV
I was woken up by a squirming in the bed next to me, and I turned to see James, flushed red and coated in a layer of sweat. His whole body was writhing, and he was muttering in-cohesively in Russian, meaning I couldn't decipher what he was saying.
"James... James, you've gotta wake up love. It's a nightmare. Please wake up." I pleaded, shaking him slightly trying to get him to wake.
It was only a moment later that he shot up, but something was off. He turned to me and immediately his metal limb was clasped around my throat cutting off my airflow.
"James," I choked out. "J-Jamie love, please. Y-you're not th-there. You're n-not him. W-wake up."
My words seemed to snap him out of his haze, and I sucked in a big gulp of air as he released me, leaving me panting heavily and gasping for breath. I pay no mind to the inside of my throat, which felt like it was on fire, and glanced up at him. I was more worried about James than the burning in my throat.
James looked horror stricken, and the expression nearly brought me to tears. He looked so dejected. I sat up reaching for him, but he backed away from me, quickly climbing off the bed. I followed him, but he refused to let me anywhere near his proximity.
"Love, what are you doing? It's okay, I'm right here. See, I'm fine." I said, gesturing at myself, my voice coming out a little raspy as I recovered.
His gaze moved to my neck, where I'm sure a pretty purple bruise was forming, but that was the least of my worries right now. "I hurt you." He spoke, his voice a broken whisper, so quiet I almost missed it.
"No. James-."
"I think you should leave." He stated sharply, suddenly gaining more confidence.
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"I said, I think you should leave Y/N."
"Love-."
"Leave. We're done. This isn't going to work anymore."
Tears immediately started welling up in my eyes. "Jamie," I pleaded brokenly.
"Get out!" He shouted, making me flinch back slightly.
I stared longingly at the man I loved. One year down the drain all because of something he couldn't control, and right before the holidays started too. He continued to give me a stern glare, and I knew there was no way I was going to be able to get to him. I gave him one last yearning glance before I left his room.
I could feel the flood gates about to open up as I made my way to Nat's room, she was basically my big sister and I needed her more than ever right now. Please answer, I thought as I knocked on her door.
I raised my hand to knock again when her door opened. "Y/N? It's five AM what-." She stopped as she took in my haggard appearance, yanking me into her room.
As soon as Nat closed her door, I couldn't hold it in anymore, and I instantly broke down as I collapsed to the floor. Nat quickly sat down beside me, pulling me into her arms and just held me as I wept. She brought her hand up to my hair and started playing with it gently, trying to calm me down.
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FanfictionWill write - Steve Rogers - Bucky Barnes - Clint Barton - Loki - Wanda Maximoff - Natasha Romanoff Might slip in the occasional Peter Parker Will all be character x fem!reader None will really follow any of the movies, maybe a few things here or...