Bucky woke up in the next morning, tired and stiff from a sleep full of nightmares. The assassin groaned as he stretched his back.
As he walked to the kitchen, he passed the now messy fort. He watched your sleeping face, your lips slightly parted and Peter using you as a pillow. He also looked over to see Anna holding Loki like a teddy bear.
He let out a chuckle before walking to the kitchen.
***
The winter soldier watched as his commander shot the woman. He looked over to one of the doorways when he heard a faint gasp. He saw a girl, her hand over her mouth and tears in her eyes.
He locked eyes with her terrified eyes. The soldier took a deep breath and turned back to his commander. "Now, get out of my house."
***
You looked around as you woke up, feeling spider boy sleeping on you. "Peter, up," the boy groaned, rolling off you while grumbling.
"5 more minutes," he snuggled into a blanket while he whined. The night before, Peter had apologized for his words after noticing your feelings, telling you he meant no harm. You finally told him to shut up after he'd been rambling an apology
You walked to the kitchen, seeing Bucky sitting at the table with a glass of water. "Good morning." You yawned as you got yourself a cup of coffee.
He gave you a quick reply as you sat in the chair across from him, the chair legs making an awful scraping sound against the tile on the floors.
"I need to tell you something," Bucky said, taking a sip of his water. He sounded serious, very serious. Your stomach turned and you took a deep breath.
He took a deep breath as he looked down at his hands. "Before your father died, I went to your house one night. We were in the kitchen and he'd shot your housekeeper, I remember looking over and seeing you."
A chill visibly ran up your spine as he told his perspective. "I remember that," you looked down at you cup of tea "I was so scared when I saw him do that. I think that was when I really lost my father."
You looked up at him with tears in your eyes, slowly and carefully placing your hand on top of his. "I'm so sorry, Bucky."
"Don't be, there was nothing you could do." He looked down at you, giving you a small smile. A genuine smile.
***
The two of you had been training for hours. After your little talk, you both decided it would be a good idea to let off some steam. In the training room, of course.
He grabbed both your wrist after you'd landed a punch to his stomach and face. With Bucky's training you were becoming good. Good enough to catch Rumlow.
Bucky's mouth fell open when you raised you knee to his crotch. "What the hell was that?" He let go of your wrist as he took a deep breath.
"You said I had to distract my opponent!" You raised your hands in defense as you stepped back. "I was just doing as you said,"
"Fair," He breathed out, regaining himself after a few moments. "God did you have to kick so hard?" He hissed threw his teeth.
"I'm sorry!" You said before taking a sip of water. You wiped your forehead and cleared your throat as you looked Bucky. "Do you know if they have a lead on Br- Rumlow?"
His brows furrowed as he cut his sip of water short, wiping his mouth and shaking his head. "No. I wouldn't worry about that right now. You're nowhere near ready."
"What do you mean I'm 'nowhere close to ready'?" You crossed your arms as you looked at him. "I've been training for weeks with you, Nat and even with Steve! I may not be perfect but I think i'm getting there."
Bucky's nostrils flared as he took a deep breath. "You are not ready, your not even close to being ready, so stop worrying about it."
"Bucky I-" Your words were cut short when an alarm spread through the building. Your brows furrowed as you looked to the assassin.
"What is that?" You asked, your crossed arms falling to your sides.
"A mission alert,"
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beep beep boop boop - those are the sounds of bucky's arm
