Isolated // A Yn Rogers x Bucky Barnes Marvel Fanfiction

-Fifteen-

Heyyyy! Okayyy first off. I have a MASSSSSIVEEE Headache so I'm sorry if this chapter stinks. Second, I'm curious...Favorite Marvel Movie?

Your gaze narrowed as you caught a glimpse of Bucky's expression. Hurt? Jealous? Then it hit you.

Loki.

Your flirtatious banter was nothing more than playful. You had waited two years, clinging to the promise that Bucky would be back. You've loved him for 70 years.

Sure you loved Loki like a brother, just as you loved Steve. Or how you loved Tony like a Father.

"Steve, Loki." You interrupted. "Bucky and I are gonna head to our room to relax." You looked at Bucky for approval and he nodded in response.

"Cya in the morning, Dimples."

"Goodnight Darling."

Bucky clenched his jaw at 'darling' but shook his head and let you lead him upstairs.

At first, he was hesitant to sharing a room, he worried about his nightmares, but you reassured him that you got them too, and it didn't bother you in the slightest.

You wanted to be there for him.

As you entered the room, you quickly threw on sweats and a tank top, before sitting yourself next to Bucky, he sat on the bed, watching you intently.

"Bucky..."

"Were you together? While I was gone?" Asks Bucky abruptly.

You shook your head. "No of course not." Holding his hand, you run your fingers through his hair with your other hand. "We became close. But not like that. He was like a brother, Buck."

Bucky searched your gaze for truth, and you assumed he accepted as he nodded.

"I would have waited forever." You whisper, leaning onto his shoulder.

..............

Tony's POV

I threw my screw driver down onto the bench, it was quickly replaced by a wrench.

Fidgeting with the Iron Man suit, I'm interrupted by a female voice flowing through my workshop.

"Mr Stark." Friday calls out.

I set down my tools, making my way to my computer and spinning my chair playfully then logging on. "What is it, Fri?"

"Yn is looking for you."

My face lit up, clicking off my computer, already forgetting what I was on it for. "Where is she?"

"Kitchen sir."

I make my way to the kitchen, and to nobody's surprise, Yn is looking around aimlessly, and she smiles as her eyes find me. "Tony!"

"A certain A.I told me you were looking for me."

She nods.

"Why are the lights off, it's gloomy." I ask to nobody in particular as I switch them on.

I study Yn, noticing her squint in discomfort. She's pale, and hunched over, tired. She shakes her head and smiles to mask her discomfort.

"So what's up kiddo?" I ask, pretending not to notice her frail state and hoping she'd tell me herself.

"My suit." She says vaguely. I now look down to see her folded combat suit resting in her hands. "It's got a hole."

I nod, taking the suit from her and studying her. She didn't tell me she was feeling ill but she obviously was. "Okay, why don't you come in the lab. First can you get us some drinks?"

She nods, rummaging in the fridge. I hurry to the lab and shutting the door. "Friday."

"Yes sir."

"When Yn comes in, take a medical observation, a full body scan, and tell me what's going on. Without her knowing." I say quickly, setting down the suit and unfolding it.

Just then, the doors to my lab hiss open and she walks in, a Dr.Pepper in each of her hands. She happily approaches, handing me one. I take a sip before setting it down and placing the suit gingerly into the fabric recalibrator.

"Done Sir." Friday says.

"Already?" Yn asks.

"With the other request, Ms.Rogers." Friday reported. Yn raised an eyebrow at me suspiciously.

"Report without a name, Friday." I demand.

"Subject seems to have something inside them. Lung area."

I looked to Yn. "Cat Scan. Now."

"W-what?" She asks, startled.

"Yn your the subject. Kiddo, you look awful. No offense."

She screws up her nose, shaking her head. "I feel fine." She says firmly.

"Then let's go train. If you beat me in hand to hand combat, I'll leave you alone." I offer, knowing that at her best, Yn could beat me. But I'll never tell her that.

"Fine!" She says stubbornly, grabbing her combat suit from the recalibrator, flipping off the green blinking light.

"Meet me in the ring, old man." She says playfully before heading out the door.

...........

Yn's POV

Stepping into the ring after Tony, your head throbs and you get slightly dizzy. You shake your head.

The truth was, you had been feeling awful for a few days. It started a few days after your talk with Bucky.

"Let's do this, Tin Man."

"I'll go easy, flippy."

"Flippy?"

"You flip your knives all the time!" Tony protests.

"Clever."

Tony swings a punch, which you swiftly duck and kick at his leg. He dodges it, but the swift movement causes your head to spin, making you to briefly loose your vision, earning you a punch to the gut.

You doubled over, coughing. You were so dizzy, that when Tony reached a hand down to help you up, you missed when your reached for it and fell to the ground.

Wheezing now, you felt Tony's strong arms lifting you gently. You struggled to breath, you could feel the goosebumps rush over you as you got a wave of coldness.

Before you knew it, you were propped up in a soft chair in Tony's lab, his stubborn expression replaced with utter concernment. "Kid, you don't look so good."

"Old man, I don't feel so good." You mocked, your breathing still wheezy and forced as you tried to remain snarky.

"I think you owe me a cat scan."

You reluctantly dragged your feet across the concrete floor as you made your way to the Cat machine, letting Tony help you inside.

Before you knew it, you were out. You started to walk out of the lab, when a stern voice called you back. "Ah ah ah ah!"

You spun around, a glare in your eyes. "What now?"

"Uhm where do you think your going?" Tony asked you seriously.

"Out?" You said as if it was obvious. "Tony I don't have freaken cancer I'll be fine."

Tony shakes his head. "Hospital Bed. Right now."

You turn to leave but Tony has already grabbed your wrist, pulling you gently. You give into him, letting him help you into bed.

You watched as Tony moved about his lab, but something about the softness of the blanket and bed, caused a wave of tiredness to wash over you, as you reluctantly gave into sleep.

Well guys, I have some news. I'm going to start another book....oh my gosh I'm ridiculous, right? But oh well, I'll have plenty of time. It's summer!! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Xoxo