Angsty Bucky fanfic

Fading

WARNING: use of homophobic slurs.
(Ship = Stucky)
Listen to the song take me to church by hozier while reading this chapter.

Bucky's POV
Their fists fly at us faster than we can recover, pounding us each into a pulp. I hear the small whimpers emitting from the bloodied body next to me, biting down a groan I crane my neck to glance at Steve and I know I should protect him, but I just can't, my bones scream at the slightest movement I desperately try to, but I just don't have it in me.

*10 minutes earlier*
"Follow me Steve." I whispered smirking down at the smaller boy - his tiny stature and pale skin highlighted by the bright burning of the setting sun, the light danced across his blond hair making it appear as though it was on fire. Grabbing his hands, I gently pulled him down a secluded alley, black puddles of water collected in the corners of the street, discarded cans littered the sides, I knew no one would look for us here - and if someone did find us... no I didn't want to think about that.

"Why are you taking me this way Buck? Home's the other way." Steve asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.

"You'll see." I replied smiling cheekily.

He pouted, his big blue eyes welled up and sunk at the corners. Damn I'm gay.

Rolling my eyes I pulled his small body closer to me, his spindly fingers found my hands, and small head rested on my chest. I started to hum a tune we both knew. He shook his head and a bemused smile graced his lips.

A soft sigh escaped through his front teeth "You're such a sap Barnes."

I threw my hands to my chest in mock offence "How dare you Rogers, I thought you loved my sappiness."

He tipped his head back laughing, biting his bottom lip as he stared straight (😉) into my eyes. I looked right back, his blue irises filled with joy and love glinted in the light, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead I started to sway to the tune.

He quickly joined in, humming along with me and we danced - we danced like we were the only ones left in the world, we hadn't a care that our future was clouded by the certainty of war, we didn't care that every day we were scorned for who we loved, we didn't care that we were 'freaks' or 'abominations' and in that moment, all that mattered was that we were dancing in the arms of a loved one. I leant in and gently pressed my lips against his full, deep red lips. I felt him smile into the kiss pushing deeper, my heart hammered in my chest, my knees weakened and it was at that moment I knew, I loved him, loved him more than anything on this earth.

"Love ya punk." I mumbled on his lips.

"Love ya too jerk." He grinned back.

That's when they turned round the corner. The group of four sauntered forward "Oi, what do you think you're doing?" The ring leader sneered baring his yellowed, crooked teeth, as his eyes darted over us deranged and erratic like an animal on the hunt.

We jumped apart, knowing this could be disastrous, knowing exactly what they could do to us.

"I said what do ya think you're doing?" He growled.

I pushed Steve behind me ready to keep him safe at any cost, he glanced up at me.

"Look the f*g can't even protect himself!" He jeered riling up the thugs behind him.

"Don't call him that." I hissed.

He rolled his eyes and swung his fist, the punch landed squarely on my jaw blood flew from my mouth.

Steve's POV
I watched in horror as his fist met Buck's face, he desperately fought the gang I stayed in the corner, crying as the endless onslaught of fists met his face. He keeled over as one of them hit his stomach a groan escaped his lips as bloodied saliva dribbled down his chin, his bloodshot eyes met mine as he smiled at me one last time.

"Love you." He mouthed.

I was left shocked as a foot met his face knocking him to the ground.

I tried to fight back but with Buck down I was defenceless against 4 boys twice my size, my weak punches barely bruised the thugs. I shouted in pain as one of them broke my nose.

Bucky's POV
The fact this was all my fault clouded my mind - I shouldn't have been so reckless, so stupid and taken the risk. I'm sorry Steve I chanted in my head the weak apology unable to leave my lips. Having given up on me the four started hitting Steve, he looked so scared and defenceless. A sickening crack echoed round the alley, the sound of Steve's scream drew something from deep within me. Taking in shuddery breaths I pulled myself up desperate to help him, I grabbed the biggest man's fist just before it struck Steve. He turned slowly to face me his eyes red with rage, I felt the burst of pain shoot through my nose before I understood what happened, I stumbled and fell to the floor. Two of the men started on me again, I glanced at Steve trying to convey one message. Sorry. A foot hit my head and everything went black.

Steve's POV
Behind the biggest man I could see Bucky struggling to get up off the ground, he was wheezing as he weakly pulled himself up. The man in front of me raised his fist up ready to strike me, I closed my eyes ready for the hit. It never came. I watched in horror as Buck was thrown onto the floor, the man in front of me smirked as he pinned me to the wall, he moved allowing me to watch the scene about to play out. Two of the members started to punch him and all I could do was cry for them to stop. He looked at me his stormy eyes filled with tears, they said one thing. Sorry. It happened so quickly a foot swung back, a nauseating crunch and my cry of anguish as the light left his eyes. His head fell, limp, into the pool of blood surrounding the broken body, my brain became numb I couldn't think, I couldn't feel all I could do was stare at the cold corpse of the man I loved in front of me. They beat me until they were bored, it didn't matter I didn't feel the pain, I waited 'til they left me for dead. Reaching out to grab Buck's cold hand and with what little strength I had left pull myself onto his chest,

"I'm sorry. I love you jerk." I mumbled pressing a feeble kiss onto his blue lips and the world faded away.