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A Close Call Pt 2 | Bucky Barnes

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Warnings: More blood and stuff, self harm but kinda fluffy ending
Requested by: BuckyGoddesswolf
Pronouns: They/Them
Extra Information: Pt 1 is midnight meetings

After the unfortunate incident with the lone Hydra agent, Bucky insisted on Y/N being included in every mission. Whether they were needed or not it would give them a chance to feed on humans in good conscience. And having someone that could move faster than the eye could see and lift impossible weights was always a bonus. Sure Bucky had similar abilities, but they could also fly. The animal blood Stark ordered for them was never enough to quench their thirst, it was just a way to give them more time between feedings.

Spending more time on missions meant spending more time with the team. That was definitely a bonus. Both Y/N and Bucky had become more comfortable around everyone else so communicating on missions was a breeze. 

However, there are always missions when no amount of communication will stop it from going wrong. 

It was the first time in a long time Y/N had truely been scared of hurting their friends. The plan was for them to split off from the group with Steve and find the control room. Without a map and only the ominous warning lights to guide the way (and signs they couldn't read) the two of them ended up in completely the wrong place. 

A group of agents were guarding a room that looked like any other, so it had to be important. Not a single one moved to defend the base until they approached the door. Each one fired their guns, clearly hoping to at least injure one of them. But it was no use as Steve knocked them all out immediately with a skilful throw of his shield. 

This room was barren of all furniture and decorations. It was just grey walls, a grey floor and a single security camera. 

Behind them the door slammed shut and all noise from the outside disappeared. Steve tried sliding the door back open but it didn't have any handles. He even tried using his shield but it just ricocheted around until he grabbed it. 

"Steve." All this time Y/N had been unusually silent. Looking over to them they looked as if they might faint any moment. Or attack him. 

Something trickled down his arm and it started to throb. "It's okay, Y/N. The others will get us out." He slowly brought his shield up to cover the wound without startling them. "Have you eaten today?" 

They shook their head. Tremors ran across their body and they continued shaking their head, as if trying to deny the situation. 

Steve backed away from them, knowing it would be easier for them if he was in the corner but at least he could constantly see them. He was prepared to defend himself; he just couldn't bare the thought of hurting his friend. He knew they couldn't control this. 

Just as he assumed they would attack, Y/N threw themself into the furthest corner away from him. Cracks spread around them from the force and plaster fell away, revealing the metal inside the walls. 

The security camera moved to look at Y/N and a static voice filled the room. "Y/N, it's Bucky. Focus on my voice. The door is jammed but Stark is working on it. You'll be out soon."

Y/N made no indication that they could hear, apart from pushing further into the corner. 

When the door finally cracked open, Steve squeezed his hands through the gap to help pull. The strain on his muscles made his heart beat faster and more blood gushed out of the wound. Y/N curled tightly into a ball and bit into their own hand, hoping for a distraction. Their own blood burst into their mouth but it did nothing to ease the thirst. If anything it made them crave human blood more. 

Bucky slipped through the gap once it was wide enough and rushed over to them. Steve and Thor continued pushing the door until it would stay open on its own. Bucky wrapped his arms around Y/N and pulled them onto his lap. Their bloody hand had a vice grip on his neck as they pulled him closer, trying to inhale as much of his sweet scent as they could. 

They stayed in the cocoon of comfort he created until Thor threw down the man responsible for locking them in. The rest of the team left the room, knowing what would come next. 

He pleaded with Y/N not to hurt him as their eyes snapped towards him. "I'm sorry, the doors weren't supposed to get stuck. I was just curious about what you would do, you can't blame me for that I couldn't control any of it. I'm sorry!" Their gaze never wavered, so he turned his attention to Bucky. "You wouldn't let them hurt me, right James? I was the one that made you who you are, I made you-"

He wasn't allowed to finish as Bucky released his hold on them. Y/N was on him in a second, draining every drop of blood from him until he was as pale as a ghost. The man (who's name Y/N didn't care to learn) struggled below them for a few moments but soon gave up, knowing it was futile. 

They didn't notice Bucky approach – too busy savoring their meal – until they noticed him tearing up the man's lab coat. Carefully taking their hand, he wrapped the cloth around like a bandage to stop the bleeding. He knew they would heal soon, but there was no need for them to keep the reminder any longer as a result of an infection. 

Soft, sad eyes stared at him as his kissed over the wound then moved to their lips. Blood smeared across his jaw but he didn't care. 

Bucky cradled them to his chest the entire ride back home and held their hand as the other was bandaged up. They had never come so close to hurting a teammate before and it had clearly shaken them. There was no way he would leave them alone in their time of need.