Wicked 🔞

Seventeen

Liv woke, feeling her bed empty beside her and she stretched out, feeling the aches, a reminder that she overdid it again. Turning on her side, she decided to stay in bed all day, as flashes of last night flit through her mind. Grabbing her quilt, she pulls it to her face, groaning in despair.

She didn't want the others to know, and yet she had blurted out almost everything. She remembered her nightmare, and she saw two Lokis, knowing from how her body reacted, one was real, he had been in her mind.

She heard her door open and close, knowing there was only one who could come in without permission... 'What are they saying?..'.. Her voice muffled slightly by her quilt.

She heard him move, putting something on her desk, before coming to sit in the bed with her... 'That they're worried about you. They all know about what you told Steve and Nat. They tried asking me questions but I shut them down. Here, I brought you coffee..'

She sighed, pulling her quilt off and sat up, wincing at the light in her room, and the pain in her head. Bucky smiled at her, holding out a cup with one hand, and some aspirin with the other... 'I love you, you know that..'.. He chuckled as she took them both, washing the pills down with her coffee.

'Love you too. I also brought breakfast, as I'm guessing you dont want to leave your room, but..'.. He sighs... 'Tony has a mission you're needed for. Me, you, Wanda and Loki..'

He saw her tense at his name, scowling... 'Why? What the fuck is he doing on missions? He's supposed to training Wanda..'

Bucky got up, going to get the tray of food for her, and bringing it to the bed... 'Its Wandas first mission, and this requires two couples, undercover..'

Liv snorted, drinking the rest of her coffee, and grabbing a piece of toast off the tray... 'Tell me you're my husband on this one..'

Bucky gave her a wink, sitting back down... 'Tony wanted you to feel comfortable, and he knows that we won't screw up the mission...'

Liv grinned at him, swallowing her mouthful, and putting her toast down. Shuffling off the bed, she comes around to his side, getting down on one knee, taking his metal hand in her... 'James Buchanan Barnes, will you be my fake husband?..'.. He laughed at her, before she disappeared and then teleporting back, holding out a medium sized box.

'You're stuck with me for life anyway so it doesn't matter what you say..'.. She puts the box on the bed, before grabbing the tray and placing it back on her desk... 'I know that you're still self conscious about your arm, even though I'm sure Sharon loves wearing it as a necklace..'

She smirked at him as he laughed, a slight blush on his cheeks... 'I made you this..'.. She taps the box, pushing it towards him... 'But first, you need to take your shirt off..'

'I knew you wanted me..'.. He teased her, standing up and taking his top off. She came to the side of the bed, and opened the box.

Bucky watched as she took out a small device, and attached it to his chest, where metal met flesh. She then removed what looked like a watch, and a ring. She secured the watch to his metal wrist, before taking his hand and placing the ring on his finger, as though it was a wedding band.

Ok, watch this..'.. She grinned up at him, before stepping back... 'Say activate camo..'

Bucky raised his arm, looking at the ring... 'Activate camo..'.. His smile faded, seeing the device, watch and ring expel particles, covering his arm, making it look like flesh. He held up his other arm, examining them both... 'What the fuck?..'

'Its taken about six months, but I finally managed to make it work. It gives the illusion of your flesh arm. It's a mirror image. I know you're not always comfortable with it being on show, and it will come in handy for missions..'... Pun intended, she chuckled as he looked it over.

'Its still your metal arm, just under the protection. All three devices work together, anticipating your movements, so no matter what way you move your arm, it still looks flesh..'.. She sits on the edge of the bed, knowing he was feeling a little overwhelmed.

'This is amazing Liv. You made this for me?..'.. He asks, dropping to sit next to her, flexing his hand.

'Yeah, after you saved me the first time, you gave me a reason to keep fighting against the darkness taking over me. This is one of the many projects I have. I wanted to make sure this was perfect before giving it too you..'.. He pulled her in for a hug, feeling even more free than before.

'How do I make it go back?..'.. He asks, as they separate.

'I kept the commands simple activate and deactivate, they're voice coded to you. They can take a lot of damage too. If you take one off, it won't work, you need all three. That one on your chest looks like a pacemaker..'.. She sniggered at the look he gave her... 'What? You're like 100 years old, someone your age needs one..'

He shoved her off the bed, making her laugh even more... 'Being friends with you, I'll need a real one..'.. He watched her get to her feet, and reach for some more toast... 'Thank you Liv, really this is..'... He holds his arm up... 'This means a lot..'

'You don't need to thank me buttercup, I love you, will always protect and take care of you. You're my best friend, just a shame there's no sexual feelings, you're hot..'... She shrugged, dropping to sit on her desk chair.

Bucky chuckled, feeling the same way about her... 'Mission briefing at 9am, room 1. You going to be ok?..'

Liv thought it over, and sighed... 'Its just a mission, I'll behave. If he's staying, I'll have to deal with it..'

'And last night?..'.. Her eyes shot to his, her toast halfway to her mouth... 'You fell asleep in his arms, and he brought you back to bed. I was ready to kill him, but he told me what happened..'

Liv dropped her toast back on the plate, brushing her hands off and standing up... 'He invaded my privacy, by being in my room in the first place, entered my mind without permission, and saw something personal, my nightmare and then stood there in his room, not fighting back..'.. Her breathing hitched... 'He knows why Buck, he knows what happened...'

He came to stand next to her, holding her tight as she calmed her emotions... 'He won't tell anyone, he gave me his word. Honestly, I think whatever you would do to him, won't hurt as much as the guilt he's carrying..'

'I know, and it sucks. I had planned to kick his ass at some point..'.. She took a deep breath, and stepped back... 'I'll shower and meet you there, I'll be fine Buck, I promise..'

He kissed her head, and left hoping that she really would be ok. If anything pushed her back to that dark place, he dreaded to think what extremes she would go to, in an attempt to die.

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