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𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 ✪

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𝚝𝚠: 𝚝𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚠𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢, 𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 '𝚂𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝙸𝚌𝚎 𝚃𝚎𝚊!" 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜, 𝚒 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘, 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 :), 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝙽𝙶𝚂𝚃, 𝚜𝚊𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐

"james, you better fucking look me in the eye or else." you threatened at bucky, yet your voice cracked when you tried to threaten him. you couldn't believe you were putting up with a mistake like this right now. just when you thought things were going okay, just when you thought everything was going okay.

bucky roughly opened the hotel fridge and grabbed a beer, before sitting down on the couch and turning on the tv while shrugging off his black leather jacket. oh, so he was trying to pretend nothing had happened. no fucking way.

you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer to you, before growling in his face.

"barnes, you better fucking reply. what was that back there!? can you not get ahold of your damn ego for a second?"

bucky's eyes were now an icy blue, empty and boring into yours with absolutely no emotion at all. you let go of him and closed your eyes, stopping the tears that came rushing to your eyes at the worst possible times.

"nothing happened. can you move?" bucky said, his voice flat and monotonous. well, that's how he always acted to you. you got used to it.

"bucky, that wasn't nothing back there. you know that. i saw it in your eyes, you were so fucking close to calling me a whore, weren't you?"

"i don't think you're a whore."

"what a gentleman. you showed up to the bar, when i fucking said that i wanted to be left alone. you said you wanted time away from me. why the fuck did you come, huh? and then suddenly you start getting protective over me. seriously, barnes? you never had any emotion for me. nothing. and just when i finally think i can actually flirt with someone you appear out of fucking nowhere and drag me back to his hellhole with you, the satan himself." you spat in his face, your voice unstable at this point. you couldn't take it anymore.

bucky looked at you, emotionless. hydra trained him well.

"what the fuck is wrong with you? fucking hydra project."

"what did you call me?" he suddenly rose up to his feet, almost as if daring you to continue. now you both were at eye level, glaring at each other.

"hydra project. that's what you are, isn't it? you've never cared about me, not even once. and then the second i flirt with that pretty bartender, you immediately drag me out of the fucking bar. sam, sharon, at least they give a fuck. so could you pretend, for one fucking second, that you i meant something to you?"

bucky's jaw tightened, yet his eyes drilled into yours, making you shiver internally.

"it does matter to me. i care about you, y/n. more than i want to."  he growled, and you swore, for a split second, that his eyes went down to your lips. your fucking lips.

your eyes widened. this was not happening.

"james. you- you are not doing this. i told you- i goddamn confessed that i liked you. and you gave me the silent treatment for how long? you pushed me away, you prick. you pretended nothing happened. you don't get to do this to me. it's not fucking fair for me." you hissed, tears that weren't apparent prickling in your eyes.

bucky tried to block his emotions, but he couldn't help softening his glare on you. you had been through so much already.

"i know i've been a prick. i can change. we can make this work." he murmured, his voice stern, trying not to crack. he subconsciously leaned in to prove his point, and your heart stopped momentarily. was he trying to kiss you?

for a split second, all you wanted to do was lean in and kiss bucky senseless. but you were not going to make the same mistake.

you leaned away, closing your eyes.

"no."

"wha- no?" bucky looked confused. he had probably never been rejected in his life, the fucking handsome little bitch.

"no, bucky. i need time. i can't just be your side bitch that you call whenever you want, i dont deserve this. im sorry, but you- you don't get to ruin things and act like a fucking prick when you realise you made a mistake." you muttered, walking around the room and throwing your things into your bag.

"what are you doing?" bucky ordered, his fists clenched. he wanted you to stay, he needed you to. you kept him afloat.

"getting another room." you stated, clearing your throat as you threw in the last few items. they weren't scattered anyway, because bucky would get annoyed.

"don't go. we can make this work, y/n. stop being so stubborn." bucky said, and you could hear the desperation in his voice.

"listen to me. after this mission, that's it. im done. im going my separate way, im going to hang out with my girls, im going to go to the bar and flirt all i want, and im going to get a boyfriend. you- you can't do anything. im leaving now that i know that you dont respect my feelings nor fucking anything about me. we cannot be partners anymore, barnes. you treat me like shit. im done with it."

"i- i don't want you to go." bucky frowned, trying to look intimidating, his voice raspy and slightly ragged.

"well too fucking bad." you slammed the door behind you. you didn't regret a single thing you did, except for maybe not giving him a tight slap on the face. oh well.

your whole partnership was a mistake after all.