til forever falls apart (BWWM)

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|Bucky|

Y/N woke up last night drenched in sweat, limbs shaking beneath her. She moaned out a couple of words, but it was pretty incoherent. She shifted in the bed, clenching onto anything to stay ground, but by the look of it, she was suffering.

Steve told me about this, said I used to do this a lot. I couldn't wake her up or otherwise, she would still think she was in the nightmare. Who knows what she would do to me if I did.

So, I let her stay there. The only thing I did was put a pillow behind her head and go get meds for when she wake up with the headache.

While she was settled, I crept into the kitchen and began making breakfast. I put on a pot of coffee and cleaned a little from the wasted dinner of last night.

Then, across the room, the pager I received from King T'Challa went off. I walked over and picked it up. It was a message from Shuri, asking if we both can make our way to her lab. The door opened behind me, and I turned to see Y/N wearing my red Henley. She stretched, and it lifted to her stomach, showing off all of her scars.

"Did I ruin dinner?" She asked in a quiet tone. Her eyes darted from mine to the trash can. I shook my head and hooked an arm around her waist, laying a kiss on her lips.

"You can make it up to me by not passing out at breakfast."

Y/N nodded and sighed in my arms, "No promises."

I hummed and went back to cooking. She stayed attached to my hip, commenting on whatever I did. Then, she eventually snatched the salt away from me and went to cooking on her own. I sat back and watched her, swaying her hips around the kitchen, grabbing up seasonings and more ingredients.

"Stop drilling holes into the back of my head, Bucky." She mumbled, cracking an egg. I swallowed, "I'm trying to read your mind."

She turned to me with a frown, "What am I thinking about?"

I pressed my lips together and hummed. I closed my eyes tightly, "You're thinking about how much you love me, and you want to have sex with me." I smirked and opened my eyes. Y/N rolled her eyes and sighed, "You're such a dumbass."

"Was I wrong?"

"Very." She went back to cooking. Leaning against the counter, I kissed her shoulder and turned her head to me, "Tell me then."

She sighed strangely. "My parents worked for Hydra, taking care of me, and they weren't even my real parents. My mom called me a weapon. They said I had a disease and needed to go back to Hydra to get 'cured'."

"Do you think your kidnapping had something to do with Hydra?" She nodded quickly, "There's no other explanation. I just wish I could get back to that moment to figure all of this out."

My mind suddenly popped with an idea. Shuri had been working on this Mind device thing, and she had used it on me a couple of times. If she still had it, maybe Y/N could use it to remember who she was, and everything would be fine. Right?

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Y/N and I walked up to Shuri, who was clicking on many devices. "I'm afraid you're late, Sergeant Barnes." I glanced at her and sat down at her table, rolling my eyes. "It's Bucky, Shuri, and I need a favor."

Her gaze turned to me, "You always need a favor," She smiled, "Good morning, Y/N. Did you sleep well?"

"Like a baby surprisingly. Is there anything you need from us?" Y/N asked. For a moment, her voice cracked, then she cleared her throat. Actually," Shuri said as she pulled up a screen, "they do."

Steve and Sam appeared on the screen seemingly arguing as usual. Suddenly, Shuri pulled her throat and they both turned to the screen. A smile spread across their faces. "Hey, guys. How're my favorite criminals doing?" Steve asked.