Chapter 3 - Friends?

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Bucky pov

The target. A 21 year old. I raise my gun and the sound of the gunshot echoes through the air. The bullet pierces their stomach. 

It's Peter

I gasp and run to his side. I desperately struggle to staunch the stubborn blood flow with my fingers, but they just make the bullet hole bigger. 

"NO! PETER!" I yell. He looks into my eyes and smiles. I let out a scream of pain.

I wake up to the sound of my screaming. 

Is Peter alive?

Was it just a dream?

Why was dream-me so distraught?

This seems... weird, doing this when I've only just met him... But I know. The only way I'll be able to know he's alive is if I can see him.

I stand in his doorway, sighing in relief as I see his very much alive figure in bed. He moves in his sleep, turning towards me. His fluffy hair falls across his angelic face, and I go to brush it out of the way.

Then he starts to mumble.

"May! Nooooo," He whines. He tosses and turns a bit.

"Pete? Wake up," I say, shaking him awake. He wakes up with a gasp. Then he tears up a bit. He leans into me, hugging me. I envelope him with my arms. I don't know what happened to him, but nightmares are horrible. Innocent beings like him don't deserve them.

"I'm sorry..." He whispers. I smile.

"Don't be. Was it a nightmare?" I ask gently. He nods.

"How did you know?" He asks. I hesitate before answering.

"I get them," I admit. Realisation dawns on his face.

"You do?" He asks softly. I nod. Then he gets a scared expression on his face.

"Oh god... I didn't wake you up did I?" He asks, an anxious look on his face. I shake my head.

"No. I was already awake. Nightmare," I add, at Peter's confused face.

"I... genuinely am so sorry about what happened to you Mr- I mean, Bucky."

I smile.

"Don't apologise. It wasn't you who tore me apart," I say softly. He looks at me sadly.

"Can we be friends?" I ask. He nods, with a soft smile.

Peter pov

I'm hanging out with my friends, Ned and MJ, by a lake.

"Okay so guys um... I moved into the Avengers compound!" I grin. They gasp and grin.

"So you literally LIVE with the Avengers?!" MJ gasps. I nod. 

"Yeah... and I'm already getting close to them." I say. MJ and Ned smirk at each other.

"Oh! No, just friends," I grin. 

"Mhm. Like the way Flash and Gwen are just friends," Ned jokes. I roll my eyes. I feel queasy at the thought of my ex-girlfriend and my bully shoving their tongues down each other's throats... An image I used to see an awful lot before we graduated.

"Also, guess what. I've managed to melt Mr Frosty," I grin. They look at me, confused. I sigh.

"Bucky!"

"Ohhhhhhh..." They say. Then they smirk again.

"For fuck's sake! Bucky grew up in the 40s! He's probably homophobic as shit!" I say. "And anyway, I don't like him that way," I add hastily. 

"Sureeeee," They grin. I roll my eyes.

"Anyway, last night Bucky said that we're friends," I smile. They gasp.

"HE FRIENDZONED YOU?!" They yell in unison.

"OH MY GOD!"

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