Sam's POV
I realize it's hypocritical of me.To see how much pain and torture Bucky went through and suddenly flip a switch. To blame him for what happened.
But I just couldn't wrap it around my head. Because this was Riley he killed. This just hit closer to home than anything else. It just hurt.
I mostly blamed myself for the earlier outburst. I shouldn't have said that. I shouldn't have been that cruel. Everybody understood Bucky's pain after seeing it so up close when he was controlled again. So what right did I have to blame him so readily for somebody he killed as the Winter Soldier?
I didn't. And I knew it. But it still cut deeper and blinded me. Because it was Riley.
I stared at the ceiling, laying on my bed. Curling into a ball I hoped maybe, just maybe this horrible storm in my rib cage would calm eventually.
Bucky's POV
I sat in my room. Crying against the door.
Half of me was angry Sam didn't understand, whereas earlier he had understood everything with such empathy.
The other half was heartbroken. He told me how much Riley meant to him. Of course, he had a right to be hurt...
But that didn't mean he had to use the flames from an old passionate love, the ashes stokes and fed with his grief and current anger. He didn't need to use that blaze of precious love, grief, and rage, to burn me.
Winter whispered in the back of my mind, trying to convince me that maybe I deserved the burn. I was so used to pain maybe this wouldn't affect me.
But it did. For once in my life it wasn't just the usual pain. Going through the motions of HYDRA'a usual torture.
This was real. HYDRA wasn't the true hell then.
Sam Wilson, usually was a ray of sunshine. A Young God and angelic beauty I'd fallen for fast. I'd just seen how much push it took;
How much it took to turn the sun's rays into blazing heat. The true heat of hell.
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Nat's POV
Neither Sam nor Bucky had left their rooms. It was Day 2 since their fight in the living room.
I didn't have the heart to tell them I'd heard everything.
It wasn't stalking. Because Tony, Steve, and Wanda were there too. It was simply a hidden observation.
Keep you ethics on a leash there. This wasn't illegal yet.
We listened since we heard Sam say Mission Report Soldier. It made Steve cringe and they silently peer pressured me to go and intervene after the electric silence.
Wilson rushed to his room, looking halfway between a breakdown or throwing up. Barnes was crying, it was one of the first times I'd seen the Winter Soldier this vulnerable.
He was a blur down the hallway, he'd seen us all, but kept going.
Steve moved to rush after him but Wanda grabbed his wrist.
Her Sokovian accent was thick when she spoke, but still kind. "Give him space," she then turned to all of us laying down the rules. "They just need some time. If they don't apologize to each other or take care of themselves. Then we intervene. Deal?"
Tony and I nodded, Steve looked hesitant but gave half a nod anyway.
Currently we were all sitting in the living room, they had gone an entire day just sitting in their rooms. Tony was practically begging all us if he could check the security tapes in their rooms. We all voted it a breach of their privacy and to not do that. Wanda was on the recliner, reading a book. Apparently Vision was downstairs with Bruce in the lab and they were working on something or whatever.
It was around ten AM when I was on my third cup of coffee. Dark, smooth, no sugar, and in my favorite cup that Tony ordered after Clint initially broke my first favorite cup.
I heard shuffling down the hallway, immediatly I glanced to the All-American Goldie sitting with Tony on the couch. His super soldier heading picked it up because I saw him give me the same glance he gave me on missions. To wait.
Sam's face came into view as he turned the corner into the kitchen. He had sweatpants and an oversized sweatshirt. An inkling of suspicion had me wondering if it was Barnes's jacket.
"Morning." I volunteered the greeting. Maybe we could get more information later.
He mumbled something like morning, shuffling to the fridge. He grabbed the creamer and made his own coffee.
"I know you all are burning with questions about me and Barnes..."
Well...that was the understatement of the year. Tony was practically vibrating with an eager need to gossip. Gods how Steve dealt with his gossipy and prideful little Tin Can I'd never know.
"Fine. I'll just tell you then," the Falcon snapped. "I went to his door this morning. Just knocked, and told him we could talk when he was ready. I knew he heard me because as I walked away I heard glass breaking."
Wanda shot up from her seat. "SAM THATS NOT GOOD WE NEED TO GO CHECK ON HIM!!"
I nearly slammed my favorite cup on the counter.
"Alright Sam. Fine. I'll break it to you. We heard it. Everything. And you're really being an asshole about all this," I pointed at Steve as he put a finger up to comment about my language. "NOT THE TIME YOU TIN CAN LOVER!!"
Yes I'd waited to say that for a very very very long time. But I continued, directing my point to a gawking Sam.
"No. None of your little squawks will you get you out of this Birdbrain. You need to go apologize. Or you're gonna lose him. You were being a hypocritical asshole by blaming him. I get it. You loved Riley. We all know the story your files aren't locked. Moving on, I will wrap this up by pointing it out AGAIN. You're being a horrible friend, and an even worse boyfriend. APOLOGIZE!!" I finished with a huff and took my coffee with me to the other unoccupied recliner.
Sam just stared after me. I watched as his face slowly gave over into realization. Then finally a fiery determination.
F I N A L L Y
"Now," Tony's voice prodded through Sam's silent state. "To reiterate Nat's point in my own words. Go get your mans before he's gone birdy."
Sam turned back around, setting his coffee down.
I smiled, watching him go down the hallway.
I may be a (former) Russian Spy but I could get used to this family drama and gossip gig.
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