Bucky Barnes Imagines

Songfic!

Song: Heathens

Artist: Twenty-One Pilots

A/N - First songfic! I find it slightly amusing that I'm using a song written for a DC movie in a Marvel fix. I kept it short because this is a first attempt. Please comment what you think (vote if you like it!)!
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All my friends are heathens
Take it slow ~

The fear of hurting Y/n tainted each minute Bucky spent in her pleasurable company. His scattered and abused mind made conversing difficult, but she didn't mind.

Wait for them to ask you who you know~

Y/n would sit down next to him and wrap her hands in his. She always made the first move. Bucky knew he could hurt her, like he hurt so many others.

Each time he fired his HYDRA issued gun, there was two victims: the one in front in its path, and the one behind it.

Please don't make any sudden moves
You don't know the half of the abuse~

Even in a room full of people who've looked death in its icy black eyes, Bucky didn't feel like he fit in. So he stayed silent, and secretive.

Welcome to the room of people
Who have rooms of people that they loved one day
Docked away~

Yet Y/n never gave up on him. Even knowing how dangerous that man could be, she stayed. Eventually he began to open up to not only Steve, but her as well.

Just because we checked the guns at the door
Doesn't mean our brains have changed from hand grenades~

Bucky never forgot to remind Y/n how he could hurt her. Each time she let her guard down, he'd tell her. How could he let others get to know him when he didn't even know himself?

You'll never know the freakshow sitting next to you
You'll have some weird people sitting next to you
You'll think, "How did I get here, sitting next to you?"
But after all I've said, please don't forget...
All my friends are heathens
Take it slow