TW: Abus!ve relationship
me: *sitting on my ass, eating pizza and watching a movie*
Sam: *calls me*
me: sup?
Sam: uhm
me: Sam?
Sam: bucky's in Jail.
me: what did you two do?
*A few moments later I get a text from John that Bucky got arrested but he's dealing with it and I just opt to let them sort this out. I text sam a warning and then turn my phone on Do Not Disturb*
*The next day- i am getting ready for training with John*
me: *running on treadmill*
John: *walks in* what the hell was that yesterday?!
me: *taking out airpods and stopping treadmill* what?
John: You are supposed to be my girlfriend.
me: ...
John: you made them hate me didn't you? what the fuck did you say to them?!
me: John calm dow—
John: *slaps me* dont you tell me to calm down. What did you say to them?
me: *oh shit* I didn't say anything. I hadn't even spoken to Barnes in forever... Now please take a breath.
John: *pacing*
me: this isn't on me. You unknowingly made all of the wrong moves—
John: LIKE WHAT
me: DONT YELL AT ME.
John: Don't talk to me like that you stupid bitch. Remember your place.
me: *bites tongue and walks out*
John: *grabs my wrist, looking desperate* look just- help me to do better. how do I get them on my side?
me: ...you won't. not as long as you have that shield.
john: This shield is the respect I deserve! *worked up*
me: *tries to get him to let go*
john: DONT WALK AWAY WHEN I AM TALKING TO YOU.
me: john. let go of my wrist.
john: only if you don't walk away.
me: I need to use the restroom.
john: *hesitates but let's go* fine.
me: *goes and locks the door*
*I start to have a panic attack as I walk out- processing what just happened*
me: *calling sam*
sam: *doesn't answer*
me: *calling bucky*
bucky: y/n?
me: uhm- I'm sorry. I'm *struggling to breathe*
bucky: Are you ok?
me: no, can *breath* can you come pick me up?
bucky: on my way, remember box breathing
me: *takes deep breaths* yeah
bucky: alright see you in a minute *hangs up*
Sam: whoah woah where are you going?
bucky: y/n needs me to pick her up. sounded important
Sam: *looks at him*
bucky: I don't have time for your lecture. *leaves*
sam: my lecture would have included the fact that she's actually available but whatever. Nobody listens to Sam.
*I am washing my face with cold water when bucky shows up*
Bucky: y/n?
me: *jumps a bit and turns to face him*
Bucky: what happened to your face?
me: ...
Bucky: Did he hit you?!
me: bucky relax. We were training.
Bucky: Did. He. Hit. you.
me: bucky- can we just leave?
bucky: ...come on *wraps an arm around me and walks out to his bike, and hands me a helmet*
me: thanks. *puts it on and gets on bike*
*we get to Sam's*
sam: what happened to your face— you were with john weren't you?
me: ...
sam: y/n did he-
me: look it's fine. we were just training.
sam: with no gear?
me: ...
bucky: y/n if he-
me: It's not like I haven't taken a hit to the face before...
Sam: I'm gonna kill him
bucky: *abt to walk back out*
me: beating him up won't get us anywhere. look can I just stay here for the night?
sam: ...yeah ofc
me: thanks, uhm shower?
sam: sliding door at the end of that hallway.
me: thanks
*I take a cold shower, meanwhile*
Bucky: I am going to kill him. why the hell is she with that asshole anyway. she could have killed him herself.
Sam: you really know nothing about the girl you love if you think she'd do that.
Bucky: ...
Sam: y/n hates hurting people, and she doesn't want us hurting her little fake boyfriend so we will respect her wishes.
bucky: fake boyfriend?
Sam: you are such a dumbass. blinded by jealousy. of course they aren't together.
bucky: ...
sam: yes that means you could ask her out.
bucky: no I can't
sam: why not? go for it.
Bucky: with the gorgeous, deadly, and publicly taken daughter of my dead best friend who's dating history includes a goddess/ queen, a galactic warrior, a master assassin and a prince— most of which, who aren't over her? yeah no, I could and should get with her fs
Sam: He's a king, not a prince and so is valkyrie- you should know that.
Bucky: thank you, glad to find a pattern. Now all i need is a crown.
Sam: *laughs*
me: *walks out of the shower with a towel around me and my hair dripping* uhm can I borrow some clothes?
Sam: *gets me a dress* belonged to an ex, should fit, if not you can burn it.
me: bless. *leaves to change*
Bucky: ...I have to get out of here. *goes out and starts bike*
sam: *follows him* where are you going?
bucky: to work. *rides off*
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Daughter of America: a Y/N Rodgers x Bucky Barnes Fanfic (slowburn)
FanfictionEver since I found out I am the daughter of Steve Rodgers nothing has been the same.