Marvel Imagines/Smuts

Shapes~Bucky pt.2

"Shit." Bucky cursed as the door to the closet shut and locked.
"What?" Y/N turned around and shined the flashlight at the soldier.
"The doors locked. I hit the stopper by accident."
"We're stuck?" Her voice raised a bit.
Bucky sighed and walked to her.
"Yeah but I'll contact the team. They should be done doing their sweep soon, then they'll get us."
He opened his phone and sent a text to Sam.

The team had gone to an abandoned Hydra base to search for any information on the recent weapon they were working on. Y/N and Bucky split ways just like everyone did and examined the left wing. They went into the records closet to see if there was anything on the new mechanism. Now they were locked into a small dark room with no way out. Y/N wasn't a fan of small spaces, especially in the dark. Two of her worst fears were happening and she wanted out. She walked past Bucky and jiggled the handle, it was stuck shut.

"No...no." She mumbled and tried to push the door.
"Y/N relax. We'll get out. I told the team."
She grunted as she hit the door.
"We're stuck!" She spoke in a harsh tone. Dropping the flash light she banged on the door harder, her breathing became more erratic. He watched her demeanor change from calm to panic in a matter of seconds and noticed what was happening. He was too familiar with panic attacks, Y/N helped him out with his last one it was only right he was there for her this time.
"We've got to get out! I can't...I" She hyperventilates and Bucky grabs her arms.
"Y/N look at me. It's okay, we're okay."
She moved back against the wall, her head shaking aggressively.
"No! No! We need to get out." She gasped for air and fell to the floor.

Clutching her chest she pulled her legs up to her body and sobbed. Bucky sat in front of her and grabbed her hands once again, softer this time.
"Hey. Hey, look at me. Look at me Doll."
She looked up at him and the fear that spread across her face made his heart break.
"We're safe. I promise, I won't let anything hurt you." He whispered, remembering her words when she calmed him down from an attack. Her eyes relaxed as her hands shook in his grip. He looked down at her palms and opened them wider.
"Close you eyes."
She listened and shut them, taking deep breaths.
"Guess the shape, okay?"
She nodded and sniffed as he began drawing shapes.

"Triangle."
"Good job! Next one"
"um- I-I don't know."
"Yes you do, just take a breath."
She sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly. He drew the shape again.
"Heart."
"Yes! You got it, next."
His fingers traced the next shape and her heartbeat slowed down, her breathing coming to a steady pace as she focused.
"A circle."
"No. Guess again."
She felt his finger draw ridges and giggled a bit.
"I don't know."
"Oh come on! Just focus." He laughed and she smiled, her anxiety immediately washing away more and more.
"A bumpy circle." She opens her eyes and he was staring at her smiling.
"A bumpy circle? Again, really?"

She chuckled and he cupped her cheek wiping the left over tears.
"I don't make up shapes like you do." He teases and she rolls her eyes. The doors lock clicked and the two look. The knob rips off and is pried open by Steve.
"Sorry guys! Sam just saw your message."
"It's all good. You okay?" He whispered and she nodded. He helped her up and they both walked out hand in hand. Who knew this old silly anxiety trick would bring them together not once but twice.

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i wanted to make a part to to my very first imagine! i hope you like it<3

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