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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Moving Fast - WinterSpider AU
Fanficthis is set in 2023 Peter wasn't dusted, so he's 21 Natasha is alive Steve didn't leave Tony is alive Also this moves fast. Trigger warnings (sorry, I haven't been putting these on my stories. I'm trying to do this beforehand Mentions of suicide Sel...