Nothing Personal - Bucky Barnes x reader

Chapter 6

Contents: fluff, angst, smut (fingering, oral fem receiving, riding, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pretty soft and sweet)

A/N: We made it guys!! Well, maybe... ;)

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It was a loud, incessant buzzing that woke you first.

A sharp gasp tore into your lungs as you shot awake, your jaw immediately winding tight. In the back of your mind, you knew that it was just the fluorescent lights that lined the ceiling of the medical bay, but it made nausea roll in your stomach.

You felt that you were back there, with aching shoulders and blood dripping down your cheek while the sickening lights flickered and buzzed above your head. The way the light shone down on your skin, making the gore and your tears glisten.

You pushed yourself out of the bed and gently worked the IV out from your inner elbow before spotting a sweatshirt and a pair of shorts sitting in the chair to your left. After shedding the papery gown and slipping into the new clothes, you let out a shuddering sigh of relief.

Water. You needed water.

On your bedside table was a plastic water mug with a lid and straw. You twisted the lid off of the cup and tossed it to the ground, immediately downing the contents in just a couple moments.

"You okay?" a voice hummed, making you jump slightly.

You set the mug back down on the table and looked up to see Bucky standing in the doorway, brows knit together.

"Thirsty," you coughed out, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

He gave you a sympathetic smile, unable to help but notice the baggy sweatshirt that was draped over your figure.

It was his, a white "I <3 NY" sweatshirt that Sam had jokingly bought him when he first moved into the compound. It looked better on you.

"Can't sleep?"

You shook your head, tugging the sleeves over your hands and crossing your arms over your chest. "The uh, the lights. They're too loud," you explained, bashfully staring at the floor, at your bare feet.

He nodded. He felt the same way, where everything was too much. Where everything reminded him of HYDRA.

"Do you want to go to your room? It's all set up for you."

"Yeah?"

He stepped over to you, holding his hand out for you to take. "Come on, I'll walk you over."

You nodded, lacing your fingers with his and gripping his hand tightly, letting him walk you through the long hallways. "Such a gentleman." A chuckle rumbled in your chest when he bumped his shoulder against yours.

"Don't want you to get lost is all."

"Well that sounds like a pretty gentlemanly reason."

Finally, he let a small chuckle out. "You're annoying."

You gave him a hum in response, squeezing his hand. "I appreciate it though. This place is... intimidating."

"You'll get used to it eventually. Especially with that big brain of yours."

"Alright, I thought I was the annoying one."

He grinned down at you. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired, mostly. My shoulders and sides hurt."

He stopped in front of the door to your room, opening it and letting you walk inside first. Silently, he leaned against the doorframe while you took in the room.