Bucky Barnes Imagines

Part 10

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You could only hear the slow beeping of the monitor.

You could only see the the faded red from the lights outside your eyelids.

You could only smell the flowers that sat around your hospital room.

The monitor beeped slower. Then came the sobs. You didn't know who was there. You thought it might be Bucky, he was the closest person to you, but you didn't know if Steve had found him.

You were fully aware what had happened to you. You were foolish. This was your fault. You got yourself shot.

Soon enough you heard the door open.

"Excuse me, sir," came a female voice. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave while I check up on Ms. (Y/l/n)."

Shuffled steps came after and then the woman started to speak again.

"Good evening, Ms. (Y/l/n)." You felt a prick in your arm. "Tomorrow morning you should be wide awake and healthy."

Clicks of her heels began to fade as the door slammed shut.

•••

Your eyes opened and adjusted to the light.

"Oh, gosh, (y/n)."

You turned your head to see Bucky rushing towards your bed.

"Your awake," he smiled.

"Bucky," you whispered. He smiled even wider. "Will I be okay?"

"Yea," he grabbed your hand in his. "You'll heal."

You let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm so sorry, (y/n)."

"Why, Bucky?"

"It was my fault. I ran away because I was scared and I got you in—"

"Bucky." He stopped and looked at you. "It's not your fault I fell in love with you. It's not your fault I went after you because I need you in my life."

He smiled wide.

"I think I need to choose my men more carefully," you chuckled.

Bucky let out a laugh and leaned in, kissing you.

"I love you too."