Avengers One Shots & Preferences (COMPLETED FOR NOW)

Bucky - Hydra Possession

After a lovely day out with Bucky, the both of you returned to your shared apartment.

Bucky had walked slowly, watching you skip ahead, enjoying the fresh air and warm sun of Spring.

He admired how much you enjoyed life.

Although he had to power walk to catch up to you as you waited for him outside the front door.

"Thank you for this lovely day out Bucky."

You smiled at your boyfriend as he made his way up the steps, unlocking your apartment.

"No problem sugar."

The minute you closed the door behind Bucky, several men dressed in black uniforms leapt at Bucky, bowling him over.

You spurred into action, punching one as they approached you.

"Y/N!"

Bucky fought the four men surrounding him, but as he whipped around to help you, one of them punched him straight between the eyes.

"BUCKY!"

You screamed, lunging past the men, grabbing Bucky as he fell to his knees, shaking his head to focus.

"Sorry Y/N."

One of the men spoke, grabbing you around your waist, lifting you up and away from Bucky.

You were tied to a kitchen chair that was dragged out into the lounge and gagged.

Bucky had the same treatment.

The tougher looking man pulled out a small journal, and by Bucky's reaction, it was bad news.

"Guess what Bucky?" "It's time to bring the Winter Soldier back out to play."

Bucky shook his head, mumbling furiously.

"Longing." "Rusted." "Seventeen." "Daybreak."

Bucky's muffled screams of protest filled the room.

"Furnace." "Nine." "Benign." "Homecoming."

You writhed around in your bindings, praying nothing would happen.

"One." "Freight car."

Bucky fell still, and suddenly, your blood ran cold.

The rope that held him to the chair snapped, and he ripped the gag away from his mouth, tossing it aside.

In a robotic voice, Bucky stated;

"Reporting for duty."

Without any hint of emotion.

"Kill her, and meet us at the coordinates in the book."

Your eyes widened, and you struggled in your binds.

"Goodluck Y/N."

A man untied you, and pulled the gag off you.

Bucky was slowly approaching you, his eyes almost black with rage.

"Bucky, please stop!"

When he got close to you, you reached out, splaying a hand across his chest.

He growled, and in one swift movement, kicked you hard in the stomach, so you went flying back into the wall nearby.

You fell to the floor dazed, but snapped back to reality when he rolled you over, pinning you to the floor with a knee either side of your hips, and his hands pinning down your wrists.

"Bucky I know you're in there, I mean something to you!"

His eyes flickered, but his response was immediate.

"YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME!"

Bucky's shout echoed in the apartment, but it was the words that hurt you the most.

"Don't say that." "Please don't say that."

His fingers dug into your wrists, tears welling in your eyes.

Bucky's mouth curled into an evil smile.

"Did I hit a nerve?" "Is the poor little baby going to cry?"

This Bucky was plain evil.

His jeering made tears well in your eyes, slowly dripping down your cheeks.

"Stop it, Bucky please, I know you're in there!"

He reached down with one hand, and pulled a knife out of his left boot.

This made you panic even more. 

The knife was placed at your stomach, and before you could do or say anything, he had stabbed you with it, pulling it out just as quick.

As blood began to soak your shirt, you reached up with your free hand, pulling his head down to yours by his neck.

And you kissed him.

He relaxed under your hands, the knife falling from his hands, clattering to the wood floor.

You broke the kiss by falling limp, black filling your vision as you passed out.

***

It was early in the morning when you woke, to a cold but comfortable bed.

Upon inspection of your apartment, you found no sign of Bucky.

The apartment was trashed, holes in the walls, smashed glass all over the kitchen floor.

And your stomach, was bandaged.

"Y/N."

You whipped around, hearing Bucky behind you.

He was looking at the floor, several cuts and bruises littering his skin.

"Bucky, what happened??"

He wobbled on his feet, but stayed standing.

"I hurt you." "I almost killed you, but you brought me back from the Winter Soldier."

His head raised, so you could see a black eye and a gash on his cheek.

"You saved me."

You hated seeing him physically and emotionally hurt, so this drove you crazy.

"You saved me Bucky." "Now come on, let's get that cut on your cheek fixed up."

He let you guide him to the  bathroom, sitting him down on the edge of the bath while you found the first aid kit. 

"Thank you sugar."

You made quick words of his wounds, and Bucky stood, eyes on you.

"You're welcome Bucky."

You turned back to the sink, hearing him step behind you.

When you looked up, he was standing behind you, looking into the mirror just above you.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you."

Bucky's voice showed how upset he was.

You turned around, looking up at Bucky.

"It wasn't you." "Not really." "Besides, the whole angry Bucky was kind of hot." 

His laugh filled the bathroom, then his lips were on yours.

You parted for only seconds, for him to mumble;

"The bed is still intact." "We should change that."

I really hate how this is written. It's too rushed! Oh well, this is for you Bucky lovers <3