Marvel Oneshots - Book 5

Bucky - Overwhelmed

(basing it on how I experience non verbal and how I react, if it's different to yours that's okay. Everyone experiences things differently) 

The mission had gone wrong. It happened, but everyone was tired and overworked. So, blame was being thrown at all corners of the room, including at you.

Everything was so loud.

You hadn't had the chance to shower after the mission.

Your suit was too tight, the room was too small, the air around yiu was too warm and everyone WAS TOO LOUD.

You stroked your arm, staring at the table as you tried to ignore the rising nausea in your stomach.

Bucky glanced at you as he leant against the wall, noting that look in your eyes.

He came over to you and put his hand on your shoulder.

'Come with me,' he said.

He lead you out of the room and into the hallway. It felt nice, it was quiet, the air con was running and the feeling to vomit faded away.

'Getting too much for you?' he asked. You nodded a little, you wanted to talk but it was like your brain wasn't letting you no matter how hard you tried.

'Hey, it's okay. You don't have to say anything,' he said, squeezing your shoulder gently, 'why don't you go up to your room and I'll come by later and let you know what they say, okay?'

You took a breath and looked at him, nodding. He offered you a soft smile before you left to head to your room.

The first thing you did was go straight for the shower. The dirt on your skin was making it feel like yoru teeth were made of chalk.

After a shower you sat on your bed with one of your teddies, sitting it in your lap and stroking the soft material.

When Bucky arrived he found you rocking back and forth in bed with your teddy. He smiled softly and sat beside you, making sure to not invade your space.

'You didn't miss much at the meeting, just the team all exhausted and arguing like toddlers,’ he said. you smiled softly, staring dwon at your bed. 

Bucky looked at you before he turned the tv on.

‘How about we just watch something together?’ He asked. He turned on a tv show in the background, one he knew you liked and didn’t have to think much about it.

Bucky relaxed against your bed. You moved to sit against the head board and slowly placed your head on his shoulder.

He smiled and wrapped his arm around you. He could feel you starting to relax. He felt you move a little and looked down to see you deep in thought. He knew you were trying to speak. But, he knew in these times it was too hard. You had explained it to him multiple times and he did his best to help. He reach over and grabbed your phone, handing it to you. You brought up the notes app and type ‘thank you and I’m sorry for this.’

Bucky smiled and looked down at you. 

‘You don’t have to apologise, Y/N. We’ve all got our ways of coping with exhaustion and stress. I’m just glad you don’t eat like ten cakes in two days like Steve,’ he said. You chuckled softly and leant against him.

‘My go to is sleep and masterbating,’ he said. You shoved him playfully making him laugh softly. 

‘I’m kidding, I’m kidding!’

He held you closer as you settled in and continued watching tv. 

‘Mostly kidding…’

K4ylana