◦○DAYBREAK○◦ Bucky Barnes

thirty one

[THIRD PERSON POV]

Davina's glazed eyes scanned him up and down, a shellshocked expression overtaking over her features. The flustered girl was glad she had placed her soup beside her otherwise she may have dropped all of its greatness over her blanket in response to Bucky's heart-shattering words.

Bucky's wary eyes never left hers, almost like he was awaiting for her to lash out at him, as if all of this was his fault.

She dug her nails into her palms underneath the blanket, desperate for the pain to knock some sense into her. This was a habit she had picked up on back at HYDRA. Every time someone lashed out at her, verbally or physically, the painful streaks of her nails carving half-moon shaped slices into her skin always seemed to distract her.

"Vina.. Please say something." He whispered, refraining his hand to cup the side of her face, tugging her mind back to the heavy reality she was forced into.

She took in a long, heavy breath before opening her shaking mouth to speak, uncertainty lacing every word. "I- I don't know what I should say. I think anything I could say would sound selfish but.. Bucky, this is your life. It isn't my decision what you do with it." Her smile was small and fake, but believable for the amount of times she'd practiced in HYDRA's bathroom mirrors.

"But I want you to have a say in it Vina, I want you to tell me that- that this is a big mistake and I shouldn't do it.. Or-or that you think I should go to Wakanda. Vina, I want you to tell me what to do.. Please." He stuttered, gazing at the girl with desperately pleading eyes.

The stars continued to dance wildly in large clusters around the glowing sky. Davina wished she could be a star in the sky, a small ball of fire, only visible in the darkness. A ball of fire small children make wishes on every night before they go to sleep, back when life was innocent and simple.

***

"жалкий!" 

"Do as they say my dear sister, you wouldn't want any... unnecessary consequences to come from your lack of effort now would you?" 

"I. Am. Trying! I can't-"

"Well clearly not hard enough!... солдат! Put her in the cell, let sweet little Davina suffer alone in absolute agony for her... Pathetic excuse of effort. Until she is ready to corporate with us and out means... She should be treated as expected."

***

Davina shook her head slowly, clasping her hands together to stop them from shaking. "I can't make this decision for you Buck.. It has nothing to do with me-"

"It has everything to do with you! I almost murdered you in cold blood because of this- this thing inside me!" Bucky yelled furiously. His face was beginning to redden and his hands were clenched in tight, trembling fists.

Davina's expression softened and she brought both hands out from underneath her blanket to cup his face in her palms gently. "If it's about me Bucky.. I think you should do it. And I will be there with you, every step of the way. I'll stay in Wakanda with you, I'll help you, because that's what I want to do. I love you." She whispered, thumbs slowly stroking his face.

She allowed her hands to drift away from his face and move to his metal fist, which was clamped shut. Her hands pried his vibranium hand open and she brought it to her lips, placing a slow, delicate kiss on each knuckle.

He moved his metal hand underneath her chin and brought her face up to match his gaze. He slowly scooped up her body and held her close to him, careful to avoid touching her bandages. His arms wrapped around her and held onto her tightly, afraid that if he loosened his hold, she'd disappear forever.

"Я обожаю тебя моя любовь." His words were muffled into her hair, but Davina would never forget them, she would carry his words of love to her death and back.

Word Count : 728

◦ T R A N S L A T I O N ◦

жалкий = Pathetic

солдат = Solider

Я обожаю тебя моя любовь = I Adore You My Love

Note ~ 
This is kind of a fill-in chapter, that's why it's really short, sorry <3