Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

Different Worlds Pt. 3

The next morning you rolled out of bed barely able to stand. Your muscles screamed in protest, but you pushed yourself nonetheless. The possibility of Thanos coming to your world and making half the population disappear was your motivation to push past the pain and take Strange's training to heart. You threw on a pair of cropped grey leggings and a deep red sports bra. You passed on the tank top after finding out what Wanda meant about overheating.

You walked to the training area where Stange and a few other people were gathered. You recognized Sam, Wanda, and Bucky, but the blonde standing beside Wanda was someone you hadn't met yet. Strange saw you approaching and motioned you closer to the group.

"Where is everyone else?" You asked Strange.

"They're currently training with Steve, Tony, and Nat."

"How are they doing?"

"They're doing well. They have a lot of potential, but they still have a long road ahead of them. Today will be a light day, so you should be done in time to have dinner with them."

Strange guided you to the others to start your training.

"I believe you have met everyone except Pietro."

Strange gestured towards the man with silvery blonde hair.

"Wanda's brother, right?" You asked, extending your hand to him. He smiled and nodded.

"It is nice to meet you, princessa." His accent was thick like Wanda's and he brought your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles and winking up at you.

A slight blush crossed your face as you pulled your hand back. Sam noticed Bucky scowling and elbowed him in the side.

"What's your problem?" Sam whispered.

"Nothing." Bucky's voice rumbled in his chest, eyes never leaving you.

"Oh my God. You're jealous!" Sam said louder than he meant to.

"Shh! I am not!" Bucky exclaimed, checking to see if the others had heard, but they seemed too busy listening to Strange.

"Yes, you are. I thought you didn't like her. You know the whole." Sam trailed off and acted out Bucky getting hit with the chair.

"I don't like her, but Pietro doesn't need to flirt with every woman he sees."

"You like her. I know you and you like her! You wanna kiss her, don't you?" Sam made kissing noises at Bucky.

"Will you stop acting like a child?" Bucky left Sam standing on the side of the field and walked up to Strange, taking the spot beside you and raking his eyes over your tense body.

"Today Y/n is going to be working on mind manipulation, mostly trying to implant visions in your head or bring forth memories of your own." Strange began. "It's critical that you allow her into your mind. She's not strong enough to fight through a barrier, so you need to relax and open up to her."

"You want us to give a stranger free range to our darkest thoughts?" Bucky asked in outrage.

"Yes." Strange replied in an even tone.

"Fuck this. I'm not allowing her to see shit!" Bucky yelled.

"I don't have to look into your mind. I can show you anything. I can show you things from my life." You countered.

"How do we know that once we let you in, you won't go snooping through our memories?" Bucky snapped.

"Because I'm not an asshole like some people." You glared at him. "I actually respect people's privacy instead of forcing them to relive things that make their skin crawl."