Bucky x Suicidal!Reader

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Y/N

Stirring a bit. A headache splitting my head. Looking to my side to make out two men sleeping in chairs. My vision blurring a bit.

Sitting up, cringing at the crinkling noise of the covering paper on the hospital bed. The two boys stir and then shoot up once they see me.

The blonde man approaching me. "Y/n oh my god you're awake!" His voice booming through my ears causing them to ring painfully.

The brown haired man hushing him as i put my hands over my ears as they ring.

He whispered something in his ear as the blonde man nods.

"Can someone get me a drink." I say crackly of dehydration. They nod and the blonde man walks out.

The brown haired man kneels infront of me, i can make out some of his features. His blue striking eyes making a difference. Realizing who they are and what happened to try to get up and almost fall.

Barnes catches me. "Hey, hey. Take it easy you just woke up." He says in almost a soft smooth way. My eyebrows knitted with confusion. Why was he here? Why's he being soft? Hes a killer! The voice in my head boomed as i glare at him.

He sits me back on the bed. "Rest. Dont do it for me. I know you dont want to, so dont do it for yourself. Do it for him. Steve." I look at him with the same distaste in my glare.

Steve walks in with a tray of waters. He hands one to me and Barnes. I take a sip. "Tv." I let out. Steve quickly turns it on.

"What do you want on?" He looks at me.

"Forensics." I take another sip.

Spending the time in silent watching the show. After a while i feel a bile in my throat. "Im gonna throw up." Steve and Barnes rush me to the bathroom. Bringing my IV with as i revolt into the toilet. Nothing but water coming out.

As he finishes cleaning me up, Steve looks at my arms. I look down and my face drops completely. They washed the makeup off!?

"Oh y/n.." He trails. "Oh y/n why didn't you say anything?"

I look away. Catching Barnes looking at me with tears in his eyes. "I want to go back in bed." I get off the counter.

As I grab the IV. "We don't have to talk about this right now, y/n." I walk to the bed and slip in it. Getting under the covers facing the wall tears pricking my eyes.

Bruce walks in. "Is this a good time?" He asks outloud. I can tell Steve shook his head. "I'll wait a bit later then."

I sigh and slip into sleep.

Waking up i see Barnes in the room. I look around a bit looking for Steve. "He's talking to Bruce." His voice startling me. He nods at my arms. "How long have you done that?"

I scoff. "You aren't my mom."

"Mom?" He looked confused. "I can be your mom i guess but why not 'dad'"

"Dads dont act like they care." He looks like he is taken aback, like he didn't expect that from me.

"What do you mean?"

"Steve hasnt told you?" He shakes his head. "In the 40s I ran away. Disguised as a young man. I met Steve then. We were like best buds."

"And?"

I look away. "Find out limp dick." I revert back, i can't afford to get emotional.

He sighs heavily. "Why?"

"Why what?" Glaring at him.

"Why the fuck!" His yell startles me a little. Still not meeting my eyes as he looks down. "Why the fuck are you a bitch to me!?" He yells.

Tears pricked my eyes as ringing sends out through my ears. Wincing at the pain in my throat and head. My breathing getting rapid.

In the midst i feel arms wrap around me, one chilling me the other warming me. As my breathing becomes steady and the ringing dies down i realize ive been crying.

I look up and i see Barnes. I push him away but he doesn't budge he just tightens his grip on me. Having one hand rub my head while the ice cold one rubs my back. Looking at his arm. Taking it in, i see that it's metal.

Steve walks in and stops in his tracks. "Am i interrupting something?"

I push Barnes off and this time he doesn't resist. "She had a panic attack. I was comforting her." He says in almost a monotoned voice.

"Okay.. anyway y/n you can go back to your room." My eyes lit up. "But you have to go to therapy once a month."

I groan but dont protest. "At least I get out of here." Time goes by after we take the IV and everything off. And i change into comfortable clothes. Steve and Barnes walks me down to my room.

"Y/n." Steve says. "Why didn't you talk to me?"

"I do." I say after stepping in and closing the door. Sinking into my mattress, drifting off.