| Imagine |
Location: Stalag Luft |||
You lost Buck after years of being together in the war. He went down while you were on a sick bed after an incident in the airplane.
So when Buck went down, Bucky came back and you insisted to join Bucky on the next mission. Luckily you were cleared for duty.
Though that mission was your last in the air.
You and Bucky had both made it to interrogations by the Germans. Both of you had been tortured, played with and tortured some more.
Being a woman had its perks, but also its downsides. They worked extra hard on you because they expected you to be a weak woman and cave before the manly John Egan.
But you didn't.
Keeping Buck in your mind you kept strong and didn't say a word.
You knew there was a 99% chance that Buck was killed by the Germans. But apart of you felt this flicker of hope.
Bucky helped steadying you as you walked into the camp. Recognition flashed across people's faces, as well as yours.
Despite your left eye being swollen and bloody, you were able to see Crank. "Major Y/L/N!" People screamed.
You smiled despite your busted lip and limped as you held onto Bucky. "We're safe" you whispered and Bucky chuckled a little.
"Hey crank!" Bucky shouted. "Do you any of you know if Buck made it?" Bucky shouted.
"What?" Crank shouted as he tried to follow you both along the fences. "Do any of you know if—""—Hey Egan! Your 2 o'clock" Buck's voice made your head snap up.
You had blood rolling down your forehead, but your vision on your right eye was clear. It was Buck.
"Y/N!" Buck's smile died when his eyes landed on you, tugged into John's side. He moved furiously along the fence to get to you both when you entered the camp.
Your friends from the 100th gathered around you both and you smiled when Crank pulled you into a hug. You laughed despite the pain, needing to feel your friends close.
Crank was pulled away from you and Buck filled your vision, he cupped your face into his hands gently.
Worry and anger danced in his eyes. "What the hell did they do to you?" He half shouted in frustration.
"Buck, settle down. They're watching" Murph reminded him. "Can we get out of the cold?" You ask in a low voice.
"Of course, baby. Come on" Buck lifted your arm around his shoulder and he gently held your side as he helped you into the hut.
Buck helped you get washed up, he gently took care of your wounds. You even got warm water.
He caught sight of the scars on your side and back but remained quiet. They were new.
In the six days he hadn't seen you, he knew they were fresh. "What did they do to you?" Buck asked again as you both sat down.
"Everything possible to get me to talk" you grunted as you corrected your position. "Did they—""—No" you cut him off and shot him a sharp look, knowing what he was about to ask.
They hadn't touched you that way.
"I'm here now. We're all together, we're gonna get through this" Buck said and leaned his forehead against yours.
You exhaled deeply and allowed relaxation to rush through your bones as you felt safe. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his warm skin against yours.
"I love you" You whispered, a tear rolled down your cheek and Buck wiped it away and lifted your chin.
"I love you, more than you could ever know" he whispered before kissing you softly.
You pulled him in closer and deepened the kiss, you had missed him so damn much. You thought he was dead.
"Ew— god don't do this to me" Bucky's voice made you pull away and you glared his way when Buck laughed it off.
If Bucky hadn't interrupted you would've both lost it and reunited for real.
"Get lost, Egan" you retort. "Get a room, Y/L/N" Bucky called out. "I don't care if you're in here" You stated and raised an eyebrow.
"I do" Buck chipped in, but to prove your point you pulled Buck into another kiss, he didn't pull away, he chuckled in the kiss and deepened it.
"I'm gonna go scratch my eyes out. Thanks guys" Bucky scoffed and slammed the door after him.
"Finally" you exhaled as you parted for air. "You're the devil herself" Buck commented before capturing your lips with his again.
This time you didn't get interrupted. You suspected that Bucky, despite the disgust he had shown after seeing you two affectionate, he had made sure you got the privacy you needed.
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Masters Of The Air | Imagines & Short Stories
FanfictionThis is compilation of all the small stories and stuff I imagine all day long when thinking of my Boys! - Buck - Bucky - Curt - Lemmons There will be smut!