Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 2

Weakness Pt. 3

The black comforter spread over your body was soft and warm, making you wish you could fall back asleep. Your eyes slowly opened and you felt a moment of confusion as you took in the grey walls and dark wooden dresser in front of you. Your eyes shifted to the alarm clock on the nightstand and saw that it was almost noon. You'd slept longer than you expected.

Memories from the night before flooded your mind and adrenaline rushed through your body. The attack, being saved by Bucky's men, your backseat make-out session, all the conflicting feelings the whole situation stirred up. It was all too much to think about until you were fully awake.

You groaned and rolled over in bed. Facing your problems was never your strongest personality trait. You were more fond of ignoring your problems until they either exploded in your face or worked themselves out, but the nagging feeling in your brain was telling you that this was one thing you definitely couldn't ignore.

The shirt Bucky had loaned you last night after your shower hung loosely around your body as you stood from the bed and stretched. The shorts he had brought still sat in the chair by the bed. You contemplated throwing them on, but the shirt was long enough to protect your modesty, so you left them where they lay and exited the bedroom.

Bucky hadn't had a chance to show you around his house, so you weren't exactly sure where to go. You skipped dinner last night, telling Bucky all you wanted was a hot shower and to sleep. He didn't like the idea, preferring that you had some type of nourishment in you after what you'd experienced, but he didn't push the issue.

When you first entered the house, you couldn't see much other than the foyer, but it looked like a modernized house you'd read about in a gothic romance novel. There was a staircase off to the left that led upstairs. The dark grey walls were complimented by ornate black wood paneling that went half-way up the wall and an equally dark hardwood floor that stretched as far as you could see. The upper floor was just as dark with multiple hallways leading off the main one.

Bucky turned down the last hallway and opened the door to his right. He explained that this was the room you would be using while you stayed with him. When you asked how long he expected you to stay with him, he just chuckled and avoided the question by ushering you inside the room. He left you to explore the room while he walked to the room across from yours and retrieved clothes for you to wear after your shower.

Before leaving he pointed at the bedroom across the hall and told you that if you needed anything at any point during the night, his bedroom was just across the hall. You nodded, but stayed silent as he shut the door behind him. And that was how your night had ended, with Bucky across the hall and you left to settle into the room you would be calling home for the foreseeable future.

You stepped up to Bucky's door and knocked softly at first. When there was no reply, you knocked louder. When there was still no reply, you decided to explore the house to see if you could find Bucky. You followed the hallway back to the staircase and descended into the foyer. There was a formal sitting room to the right of the front door that was empty, so you turned down the hallway by the stairs and walked further into the house.

You emerged into a large open room that you saw was an informal living area. Large, comfortable couches sat around the room and a flat-screen TV was mounted above a fireplace outlined by elaborately carved wood. The room across from the living room held a formal dining room, but both were just as empty as the others. You checked the kitchen that was beyond the dining room, but there was no one sitting at the small table in the corner or at the black granite topped island.

You stepped up to the large windows at the back of the kitchen and looked out at the lavish entertaining area and sprawling backyard. A pool with an attached hot tub set just beyond the concrete of the covered back porch. You could see rain droplets begin to make ripples on the water and your eyes took in the black skies. It was fitting to your predicament. Dark and ominous.