Bucky x Suicidal!Reader

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Staring at the ground. Still tied to the chair, the boys look at me. "What'd she show you." My voice cracks.

"She just talked." Steve says before Barnes could get a word in. He looked as though he wanted to say something. "Do you need us to stay here?" He asked. I shake my head. He nods untying me. "Be safe please."

Steve heads out, as Barnes stays behind. Looking at me. "Can I talk to you y/n?" He closes the door.

I sigh and nod. "What's up." I stand and go over to my desk as he sits on my bed.

"How did you know I killed them?" He questioned.

Why's he asking.. "I was told." I said quickly. I pick up shards of the mirror.

"You're a bad liar, you know that." He sighs. I go to look at him, his elbows on his knees and hands on his face. "She told us how." I grip the shards. "She showed us that night but it was you now."

I gulp, looking back at the desk. Silent and not daring to say anything. Blood running off my hand from gripping the shards. I suddenly feel arms around me, a hand unwinding mine. "Stop hurting yourself y/n, didn't I tell you that." My face feeling a bit hot. "Let's get it cleaned up." Leading me to the bathroom where a med kit laid, probably still there from the wounds when I was out.

I sit on the counter, wincing when he applies antibiotics. Him occasionally glancing up at me, me not even meeting his gaze.

"Look at me doll." I look up at him. "I'm sorry for what he did, and I'm sorry you had to watch." He took a long sigh. "I don't remember those times."

I nod. Looking away. "You're fine. You know how many people screamed at me and the crew?"

He nodded and looked down at my hand as he wraps it. "Do you want to sleep in my room?"

I look at him. "Hell no, why would I-"

He chuckled. "I mean just incase if this happens again." He says waving his hand around. "Thanks for flattering me though."

I look away turning red. "Sure I guess."

"Great, sounds like a plan." He said getting up and putting the med kit away. We turn my lights off and walks to his room.

I look past him and see Steve there. "Oh, hi y/n." He said almost like he's surprised.

"Nothing funny." Barnes says quickly.

"Not in a million years." I say in a disgusted tone. Barnes then lays on top of his pull out couch next to Steve. I look at him puzzled.

"You're getting the bed sunshine." He smirked.

-time skip-

I wake up to slight conversation, not daring to move. "She hurt herself, with a glass shard." Assuming its Barnes talking.

"Yea?" A voice responded, almost soft so maybe Steve?

"I told her not to do that stuff anymore. I don't know what I'd do if it was fatal." He almost sounded sad. I felt my face get a bit hot as he said those words.

"What do you mean?"

I heard a sigh. "L-like I'd feel guilty."

My heart dropped a bit.

"She's still young." I heard a chuckle and then a quick shush. "She's sleeping dude."

"Bucky, Bucky, Bucky. Get some sleep dude."

Falling back to sleep slowly as the words mix and muffle.