Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

The Fighter

A/N: There are some sexual references, mentions of cheating, and violence, so please skip if that makes you uncomfortable.

"Pay attention, Barnes. You're never gonna win your match if you don't focus!" Tony yelled.

Bucky heard Tony loud and clear, but his eyes stayed glued to you as you moved around the ring towards the back offices. Your right hand was clutched in your left and your eyes were red and puffy. He ignored Tony and pulled his boxing gloves off then scrambled out of the ring, following after you.

"Where are you going! Get back here, Barnes!" Tony yelled.

You walked into the small kitchen and straight to the freezer to get an ice pack. The coolness felt good on your throbbing hand, but it didn't take away the sting of betrayal that still sat in your chest. Your sister, Nat, was sitting at the table finishing her lunch as you fell into the chair across from her. Her eyes flickered to you then back to her food, but the sight of your red eyes and wet cheeks had her doing a double take.

"Hey, sis. What's wrong? I thought you were surprising Jack with lunch."

"I was...until I walked into his office and saw his secretary spread out on his desk with his dick inside her."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry Y/n." Nat said with a disgusted look on her face. "I hate to say I told you so, but—"

"Not today Nat. I'm not in the mood to hear how everyone else was right and I was wrong."

You adjusted the ice pack on your hand and sighed. Nat grabbed your hand and looked at the light bruising on your knuckles.

"What happened to your hand?"

You smirked a bit then pulled your hand back and set the ice on it.

"While he was yelling at me and telling me I was just a wet hole to keep his bed warm at night, I punched him. It was pretty damn satisfying. You should've seen the amount of blood pouring from his nose."

"That's my girl." Nat chuckled. "I better get back to work. Dad's been on a warpath lately with Bucky's match coming up. Don't really feel like being on the receiving end of that shit show."

"Yeah, I heard Dad yelling at him when I came in. He should give the poor guy a break. Bucky's been killing himself training. If you ask me, he needs a night out and to get laid. Dad barely gives him time to breathe."

"I'm sure you could help him out with the second one." Nat smirked.

"Natasha!"

"What? Everyone here has seen the way you stare at him when he's in the ring. I'm your sister and you can't lie to me, Y/n. I know you've thought about him naked."

"Shhh! Someone might hear you!"

"So you don't deny it?" Nat arched a brow at you.

"Okay, so what if I have? He's a good looking guy...and he seems sweet."

"So proposition him."

"Absolutely not!" Your eyes went wide at Nat's suggestion. "I just broke up with Jack and I'm pretty sure Bucky has never even given me a second glance."

"Oh come off it, Y/n. You know you didn't really love Jack. I knew you had fallen out of love with him the moment you started giving Barnes those heart eyes. Don't be a pussy. Shoot your shot, sis." Nat said as she rose from the table and threw her trash away. "Go home and get some rest. I'll cover for you with Dad. Keep the ice on your hand and block Jack so he can't contact you."

She left the room and you decided to take her advice for once. Pulling your phone from your pocket, you scoffed when you saw multiple messages and calls from Jack. You scrolled through a few texts and they went from apologetic to demeaning back to apologetic. You blocked his number and then tossed the ice pack back in the freezer so you could go grab your stuff and head home. As you closed the freezer door, you saw Bucky walking into the room and coming to a stop beside you.

"Hey, doll. What happened to your hand?"

"Nothing. I'm fine." You said, trying to step around him, but he placed his arm around your stomach and held your waist to stop you.

"I heard what you said to Nat, Y/n. Tell me the truth."

His ice blue eyes were hard as they looked down at you. A shiver ran through you, but not because you were afraid.

"I punched someone."

"Your boyfriend." Bucky said slowly.

It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Ex-boyfriend now."

"Because he fucked his secretary." Bucky said, as if he just wanted to confirm the facts.

"Yes." You whispered.

Bucky's skin was flushed from training and sweat still clung to his brow. His hair was hanging loose around his face and you had the strong urge to reach up and push it behind his ears. You felt your hand begin to raise, but you froze. If he heard your conversation about Jack, what else did he hear?

"How long were you listening to us, Bucky?"

His fingers dug into your side and a smirk crept across his lips.

"Long enough to know you've thought about me naked, doll."

"Oh God!" You moaned. "Just forget you heard that, okay?"

Bucky clicked his tongue and furrowed his brow.

"See, I don't think I can do that." He leaned down to whisper into your ear. "Cause I've thought about you naked, too. A lot."

Bucky pushed your hair back and bit your earlobe then placed a kiss on your neck. A small moan slipped from your lips and Bucky smiled against your neck. He pulled away from you and was surprised when he felt your hand graze against his bare stomach.

Bucky grabbed your hand and moved it up his body to his chest, lightly pressing it against his skin. A hiss of pain passed through your gritted teeth and you retracted your hand. Bucky's lips pressed into a hard line. He had forgotten about your hand. He had forgotten why your hand was injured in the first place.

He never liked Jack. The way the asshole would flounce into your office with his tailored suits and slicked back hair made Bucky want to land a right hook on his jaw. When you weren't looking he'd check out anyone with a pair of tits, but as soon as your attention was back on him, he was playing the devoted boyfriend again. Tony had actually given Bucky his blessing to knock Jack out after he had cancelled plans on your one year anniversary, but Jack never sat foot back inside the gym after that.

"I'll be back in a bit, doll. Got something I need to take care of. You gonna be here for a while?"

"I'm actually heading home to take care of this hand."

"Mind if I swing by after I finish training with your dad? Might be a long night. I'm sure he's gonna make me put in extra work since I'm bailing on him for a few hours."

"Uh, s-sure. You can drop by."

"Good. You got my number, so send me your address. I'll see you later, Y/n."

Bucky placed a quick kiss on your lips and walked out of the kitchen. He had a new objective today and it didn't include a ring or gloves, but it did include hitting something and hitting it hard.

To be continued...