Between Love and Hate (Mafia!Bucky Barnes Fanfic)

The Past Comes A Knockin'

Warnings: angst, bucky threatening to kill people if you don't go to him

Summary: You've spent so much time running from the man of your dreams, the love fo your life. You found out something heartbreaking about him and now you run in fear instead of toward him. You should know by now that he will always find you whether you want him to or not.

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Then

Only that would happen in a movie. Pouring rain. A girl running to find the love of her life. Love confessions shared. Sometimes, you thought you lived in a movie. Any time spent with Bucky felt that way.

Bucky's mansion sat on the top of the hill on the outskirts of town. The only people who went that way were either to see Bucky or because they made the wrong turn somewhere. The rain had not helped you see much in front of you but you still ran with purpose up to his big iron gates. Two armed guards stood outside of it to keep unwanted visitors away.

"I'm sorry, Miss, this is private property," one of the men said.

"I'm here to see Bucky."

Both men looked at each other before one of them placed his hand over his ear like he was talking to someone over his earpiece.

"Sir, we got someone outside asking for you... Miss, what's your name?"

"Y/N."

"Her name is Y/N... Yes, sir." He nodded to the other guard who stepped back from the gate. "He's waiting for you at the house."

The gate started opening from someone with remote access, and you entered the property before you had a chance to talk yourself out of it. It seemed like the rain had gotten worse as soon as you stepped foot on his property.

No matter. It wouldn't stop you from doing this.

His mansion got bigger the closer you got to it. He knew exactly when you'd got to his doorstep because you didn't have time to knock on the door. He opened it when you stepped onto the porch.

You were soaking wet while he stayed bone dry, safe inside his mansion.

"Fuck you," you said, "for invading my head. I tried all week to get you out of my head but I can't. I can't stop thinking about you since we met so here I am like some desperate girl asking you out."

He chuckles and you almost melt right there and then. He had such a dazzling smile and he knew it.

"You came all this way in the pouring rain to ask me out on a date?"

Bucky could say with confidence that he has never had a girl do all of this for him. Usually, he did the chasing. It was a nice change to be on the receiving end of it.

"Yeah, I guess I did," you chuckled and squeezed out water from your hair. He continued to chuckle but this is not a laughing matter. "This isn't funny, Bucky. You're like a parasite."

"Not the first time I've been called that." He stepped out from his cozy mansion and joined you in the rain. "What if I say no to you?"

"I'll make you say yes."

"What if I tell you to turn around, leave, and never come back?"

"I'll come back tomorrow."

That was enough for Bucky to make up his mind. He grabbed you and lifted you into his arms. You wrapped all four limbs around him as a way to keep him close, afraid that if you let go, he would disappear.