Song: Sting - what could've been.
Imagine; Bucky chose not to pick you as his best girl, not caring about the consequences. (Influenced by Arcane)
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[ After, Upstate New York ]
Bucky stares at you from across the bar. He feels sick watching you be close to Zemo.
He knows it's not necessarily in a romantic relationship kind of way, the way Zemo treats you. It's more like a father-daughter thing, and he doesn't know which is worse.
'She seems happy..' Natasha is the first to notice her friends behavior.
It makes bile rise in Bucky's throat even more, this wasn't supposed to happen, you weren't supposed to be with Zemo's gang, you were supposed to still be by his side.
'She does...' Bucky grumpily responds before crossing his arms against his chest.
'So that doesn't.. bother you? In any way, shape or form?' She pries, a hint of taunt evident in her voice.
'She made her choice-'
'Correction.. you made the choice and she had to face the consequences...' Sam takes a gulp of his beer. 'So when are you going to go over to her and apologize? Maybe beg for her forgiveness?'
'Never... like I said, she didn't have to but she chose our enemy... to work with and to live with..'
'He chose me.. and she couldn't handle it.. it's childish really...'
The whole team goes rigid when she speaks up. She's the sole reason their best friend, Bucky's best friend, is now in Zemo's hands and not theirs. And she has the nerve to comment on it as of it was such a good choice for Bucky to chose her over his best friend and crush, you.
'You want another drink shanovnyy ?' Zemo asks.
'You know me... I'm always in for another...'
Zemo signs for the bartender to give them another round. Meanwhile Bucky is still moping in the corner. He used to give you all the drinks you wanted, he would happily carry a whole tray for you just to see that half drunk smile of yours. Now Zemo is the one who gets to see it.
'I'm thinking of getting a new tattoo...' you muse to him.
'Another one?' He laughs slightly, 'do you even have a free spot for it?'
You purse your lips while watching the brown liquid splash around in your glass. 'I'll make room...'
Now that surprises Bucky, he can hear you speak in a tone that he doesn't really recognize, and since when do you have tattoos?
Your eyes move over Zemo's shoulder to see Bucky already staring into your very soul. He's not pleased, it shouldn't be your problem anymore, but even after everything-
'Why won't you just kill them, it's easy for you.. I saw how you took down Rumlow and his crew... you single-handedly crossed their names off of the list...'
You continue to stare at him, Dolores of course notices it and pulls his attention away, or at least she tries. Your lips pull into a smirk at the scene, even though she seems convinced he chose her, she doesn't seem to realize that it doesn't matter that she did, he will always try to look out for you.
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Marvel Imagines pt. 5
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