Summary: You have an eating disorder and Bucky tries to help you out.
Word count: 1.1k
Warnings: Eating disorder.
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Steve laughs loudly as he tilts his head back and his right hand grabs at his chest. His laugh causes a few others to laugh along and you smile as you pick at the pizza in front of you. Bucky looks over at you and his eyes fall down to your fingers poking at the pizza on your plate.
His eyebrows pinch together as he tries to remember how many slices you had, Bucky only remembers you grabbing one. You look at him and he looks up at you with worry on his face. You give him a smile before looking back at Steve, who's now grabbing at Sam as he continues laughing and Sam looks at him confused.
Everyone starts to make fun of Steve by mimicking how he laughs. Tony dramatically throws his head back as he leans over and grabs Bruce's chest while fake laughing.
Steve's face turns pink and Sam laughs at that as he pats Steve's shoulder. Vision brings his hand up to Wanda's face and twirls her hair in between his fingers. You smile softly at the sight before deciding to call it a night.
You say goodnight to everyone as you head to your room and get ready for bed.
As you lay down under your blankets, on your mattress, you stomach hurts, but you ignore the pain and close your eyes, waiting for sleep to come.
But it doesn't.
Around one in the morning, when you still can't sleep, you decide to put on a sports bra and head down the the gym.
You take off your shirt and pull your sweatpants up a bit as you get on the treadmill and start to walk. You put your headphones on and play some music before pressing a higher setting and starting to jog a bit.
A few minutes go by and you start to run faster. The cramping in your stomach decreases and a small smile stretches across your face as you continue to run.
Everything seemed fine until your head started to feel fuzzy. You turned the levels down on the treadmill until you were walking. Carefully, you got off and places your hands against the wall for support as you started seeing black spots.
Not caring about where you were, you sat down on the floor and pressed your face against the wall, letting the cold, hard surface calm you down.
"Are you okay?" You hear Bucky ask as he sits next to you and presses the back of his right hand against your forehead.
"Yea, I'm fine. Just got a little lightheaded, that's all," you say nonchalantly, like it's nothing. To you it is nothing because this happens a lot so you're used to it.
"You need some food," he says and you shakes your head as you try to get up. Bucky helps you and you rest your hands on his shoulder. "No, I just need some water and a stick of gum or candy. I'll be fine," you say and walk over to your gym bag.
"No, you need food. Protein, not sugar," he says and you start to protest, but he picks you up over his shoulder and leaves the gym.
"Why are you up?" You ask.
"Couldn't sleep so I came down to work out. That's when I say you sitting against the wall looking spaced out," he says.
"I'm fine," you say and Bucky shakes his head as he walks in the kitchen and sits you on the counter.
"I saw you grab one slice of pizza during dinner. You ate half of it and poked at the rest," he says and you shrug your shoulders.
"I wasn't hungry," you simply say and he shakes his head at you. "I don't believe you doll," he says as he opens the fridge and grabs a few things. "I'm gonna make you a sandwich and watch you eat it."
"That's not necessary," you say as you hop off the counter. Bucky looks at you with a raised eyebrow and picks you back up to set you back on the counter. "Either you cooperate with me, or I wake up Steve and Natasha to get you to eat," he threatens and you frown as you cross your arms over your chest.
Steve would just smother you and lecture you on the importance of eating. Natasha would pin you down and shove food down your throat and then set timers for every time you would need to eat. You know this because that's what happened the last time you were struggling with eating.
You were doing good for about two months and then you started to get self conscious about the way you looked and that's when you stopped eating so much. About three months have gone by and you thought no one was going to catch you this time. But of course Bucky noticed.
"Eat," he says as he puts the sandwich in front of you.
Tears start to form in your eyes as you grab the sandwich and take a bite. "All done," you say and Bucky stops you from leaving.
"Doll, do I need to get Natasha?" He asks and you frown at him. "Or maybe I'll just force the sandwich down your throat instead."
"Fine, I'll eat it," you say and start to eat faster.
Your stomach starts to cramp up as you eat more of the sandwich and tears start to fall down your face. Setting the sandwich down, you cover your face with your hands and try to slow your breathing down. Your stomach twists in pain as it tries to soak up the amount of food you're eating.
Bucky softly rubs your thighs and kisses your hands before removing them from your face. "It's okay, doll," he says softly. "Take your time, as long as you eat all of it."
You nod your head and bring the sandwich back up to your mouth and take another bite. Bucky continues to comfort you as you eat.
Once you finish the sandwich, you look at him and smile through a tear stained face. "I'm so proud of you," he says and he kisses the tip of your nose.
"I'm proud of me too," you softly chuckle before hoping off the counter and pressing your head into his chest as you wrap your arms around his waist and hug him.
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A/n: I'm not gonna lecture you guys on the importance of eating because I don't eat a lot, but please at least try to eat something healthy once a day. Love you all <3
