Marvel Imagines pt. 5

Your favorite punching bag ❤️‍🔥 Bucky Barnes (request)

Song: Childish Gambino - Less.

Imagine; best friend ignoring you and you getting tired of it.

Warnings: fluff, angst, arguing. Ignoring people.

Again this was supposed to be smut and again I don't feel comfortable writing and sharing on why. Yet.

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Bucky is a complicated person, or so he likes to think about himself. You on the other hand never agreed to that statement.

Men are always predictable, or at least enough to know that something is up when they ignore you all day. You've gone on dates and find them not answering your texts and calls anymore and you know exactly what the message is. With Bucky you find that his time however, the statement might comply.

What was his problem? Did he truly not want to be friends anymore or something?

Clearly something bothered him about you that he suddenly stopped suggesting to go somewhere, stopped responding to texts and calls. Even stopped coming to the movie nights you always do on Saturdays.

It hurts.

How can it not? You've always been there for each other, you always spend time with each other and now suddenly he punches you in the gut with his silence.

It sucks.

You've been thinking about confronting him, like many people suggest is the best thing to do when someone suddenly cuts off contact. With Bucky you're not so sure, you're not scared of him by any means, but still you feel hesitant.

Even now that you're about to enter the gym he's in, you're still contemplating if it isn't just better to leave it be.

Absolutely not.

If he wants to act like this, he better has a good reason why because nothing is worse then mourning a person that isn't even fucking dead.

You push open the doors, confidence radiating off of you as you make a beeline for the topic off todays class. Bucky Barnes.

'Buck?' You ask as you stand next to the punching bag.

He ignores you, his fist keeps colliding with the punching bag. His eyes set on the bag and not you.

'Bucky...' you repeat to catch his attention. Again he ignores you and that makes the anger bubbling inside finally boil over.

'JAMES WOULD YOU STOP IGNORING ME FOR ONE SECOND!' You yell, your voice carrying enough base to make him stop finally.

'What?'

'Are you serious right now? Am i a joke to you?'

'What do you want? I'm busy Y/n...'

Ouch. No nickname. No eyes lighting up. Just a cold stare and a voice to match.

'I hope you have an explanation ready as to why you've been ignoring me?'

'I haven't-'

'Cut the bullshit we both know you're a shit liar...why?' You step in front of the punching bag. A precaution to not get him to start ignoring you again.

'I just don't want to see you okay? Is that so hard to understand?'

'Wow... after I just told you you're a shit liar...' you reply. 'So you're not gonna even tell me the truth?'

'Just leave me alone okay?' He counters, trying to step away from you.

You're not done.

You follow him and shove him right in the back, making him stumble ever so slightly. He whips his head around and his eyes narrow down to you.

'You're a shit friend.. you know that?' Your voice doesn't carry the anger anymore. Your eyes shine over with tears as your voice wavers.

'What did I do to deserve that? Huh? You stopped answering my calls and texts... you stopped movie nights... and you're not even going to tell me why?'

'Y/n..' he sighs.

'Tell me the truth...' you get close to him.

'I don't want you to get hurt because of me! Okay?! That's why I try to keep my distance! I like you as more than a friend and that scares me and makes me think every time we're together you're in danger more and more!'

Oh. Oh.

'So you figured this would be the best way to handle things? If you would've told me that we would be  better together because I like you too! And I'm a superhuman too! I'm not gonna get hurt because of you! I'm gonna get hurt because of my dumb humor towards the villains... okay? Fuck you're so... UGHHH!'

'I messed up...'

'Oh no! You did great! The whole ignoring really brought out so much happiness within me I could cry!' you deadpan and he can't help but chuckle. He pulls you towards him and wraps his arms around you.

'You're a fucking knucklehead you know that?' You mutter as you put your chin against his chest to look up at him.

'Yeah.. I do...' he nods. 'Uhm.. so uh.. how about a date then?'

'Movie night? This Saturday?' You suggest.

'Sounds good.. I'll be there.'

You stand in your tiptoes and kiss his cheek. 'You better be there.. or I'll send Peter Parker after you...'