Obessesion (imagine)

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WARING: Sexual assault, abusive relationship

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You had just met this guy. A tall man with short hair and a birthmark right on his cheekbone.

He was stunning, you were shocked he even had taken interest in you.

You were about to go on a date with him and Bucky wasn't happy.

You were about to go on a date with him and Bucky wasn't happy

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He stared as he struggled to zip up your dress. "Need help?"

"No" You reply

He shrugs and continues to watch you struggle.

"Ok, maybe a little help"

He zips up the dress with ease. "I think Christian got the wrong size" You grunt.

"Your boyfriend doesn't know your size?"

"It's a simple mistake" You roll your eyes

His cool metal arm lingered on your arm as he looked at you through the mirror.

"Looking hot, Y/n!" Sam smiled

"Thank you, Sammy" You grin

"I don't think you should go" Bucky interjected

"Why not?"

"Cause your asshole boyfriend is using you. He buys you these skimpy clothes knowing you don't like them, just cause it turns him on. He's gonna sleep with you then once he gets tired of you, he'll toss you to the side"

"Cause attractive people can't like me unless it's because of my body, right?" You scoff, pushing past him.

"Nice one" Sam tsked

"I didn't mean it like that!"

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"You look good, hot stuff" Christian smiled

"Why did you pick this dress?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's too short, too tight, and something you know I'm not comfortable wearing. Besides its cold outside"

"I buy you a dress and this is how you repay me? You complain?"

"No! I appreciate the gesture, I just wish you picked something else"

"The audacity of that man" Bucky mumbled under his breath

"Let's just go" Christian rolled his eyes

You nod and wave goodbye to everyone.

When you sit in the car your dress rides up and your boyfriend's hands start to wonder.

"Chris" You whisper, pushing away his hand

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I'm just not in the mood"

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