Sebastian Stan One Shots

Bucky Barnes-Relapse

When you woke up, you were freezing. You usually had Bucky to warm you up with his huge frame but when you turned over, his side was empty and cold. You got out of bed and washed your face. You took your hair out of a bun, letting it flow all over your face. You pushed it out of your face and retreated downstairs. Each step was colder than the next. You figured you should have put on a jacket or one of Bucky's shirts, but you and him were so comfortable with each other that you guys usually walked around halfway naked. You turned off the air and proceeded in looking for Bucky.

"Buck?" You called out, reaching the kitchen. You found Bucky dressed in jeans, a jacket and baseball cap. He was putting food in a backpack. He didn't look up when you called him.

You walked over to him, hugging him from behind, "Buck, what are you doing?" You tried to hide the unsteadiness from your voice.

He didn't respond.

He moved your arms, closed the fridge and turned to face you. He saw your eyes and almost lost it. He saw nothing but worry and your eyes were glossy.

You grabbed his hand, "Buck...talk to me please. What are you doing?"

He quickly retracted his hand and walked to the living room. He put a few more things in his bag before you snatched it from him.

"Bucky, talk to me! What are you doing?" You say, holding the bag behind your back. The tears you were holding were already falling.

"Give me the bag, (Y/N)" he said in a hushed voice.

"Not until you tell me what's going on. Why are you leaving? Why...why are you leaving me?" You say, now crying full out.

Bucky took the bag back from you, refusing to look at you fully. He placed the bag on the ground and engulfed you in a hug. You wanted to say something but the only thing that came out was sobs. So you sobbed and sobbed into Bucky's chest, making him hold you tighter.

"What did I do?" You say once your crying stopped, looking up at Bucky.

He still didn't answer.

Bucky let you go and picked up the bag. He walked to the door, turning back to you. He watched your frail body drop to the floor, crying once more. He closed the door and left you there.

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You cried for what seemed like forever before you got up and texted Wanda about what happened. A few seconds later, there was a knock on your door. You looked through the door hole to find Wanda and Pietro. You unlocked the door.

"Give me a sec to put on something."

But Pietro had already zoomed in. He stopped in his tracks when he saw you and your tear stained face. He quickly left to get one of his shirts and returned in seconds, placing the shirt on you.

"That should be more comfortable." he says, walking you over to the couch.

You sit in between Wanda and Pietro. You didn't know what to say. You honestly were still processing what happened. You started to cry all over again and this time Wanda and Pietro engulfed you in a hug.

"I'll kill him." Pietro said, running to the back for tissues.

"Don't Pietro. We still don't know what happened." Wanda said, wiping your tears.

"We do know what happened," he says, folding his arms, "He left (Y/N) for no particular reason."

"It's fine, Piet." You say, making him sit down. "I should have expected it sooner or later." You sniffle.

"Oh no no. Not my beautiful (Y/N). You should not have expected it. You are perfect in every way possible. He is a fool for leaving you. You are beautiful and funny and a good person." He cups your face, wiping your tears with his thumb. "There is no reason why he would leave you. He left for his own reasons. Not because of you." He kisses your forehead.

"Thank you, Piet." You say, giving him a small smile.

You guys sit and talk and snack before you all dose off. You wake up to knocking on your door. You try to move without waking Pietro and Wanda but to no avail. You move out of their grasp and open the door. The second you see him, you feel the tears coming back. You look for something to say but nothing comes out. He looks exhausted and like he's been crying just as much as you. Maybe more.

"(Y/N)..." He sighs. He starts to hug you but Pietro zooms to your side before he can reach you.

"What are you doing here?" Pietro spits out, folding his arms.

"Piet, don't." You say, staring at your feet.

"No (Y/N). He left you. Now he has to explain himself." He looks from you to Bucky. You look to Wanda for support but she is just silently watching from the couch. She nods and you look to Bucky. He looks at you, on the verge of tears. He looks back to Pietro.

"You left her here as a crying wreck." Pietro says, putting his arm around your shoulder. "You made her think that she wasn't good enough for you when in reality, she's perfect. You made her seem like she was some freak. And you treated her like the rest of the douchebags she's been with."

You close your eyes, tears silently falling down your cheeks. Pietro was right. Bucky had made it seem like you were nothing to him and you couldn't bare to look at him. How could he easily get up and leave you?

"Doll, I'm..." Bucky says, reaching out to touch you but instantly retracting his hand.

Pietro presses a kiss to your forehead, "I think we're done here."

"That's it."

Bucky drops his bag and runs towards Pietro, grabbing him by the collar. Pietro pushes you out of the way, ultimately leaving you on the ground. Bucky pushes Pietro against the wall, not once loosening up on his grip.

"You don't think I know I shouldn't be here?" Bucky says, almost as if he was winter soldier mode.

"I left her because I'm not stable. I'm not stable anywhere. And if I were to hurt her, I would never forgive myself. So yeah, I left her, thinking it would help her and myself. But in reality, it only made me realize how much more I need her." Bucky drops Pietro to the ground, taking a few steps back.

Wanda rushes over to Pietro, helping him up. Bucky raises his hand as if he's about to either hit Pietro or himself and either one was terrible. You run over to him and grab his arm. You weren't strong enough to hold him but your touch made him relax.

"Bucky...don't." You whisper, tears still welling in your eyes.

He turns to look at you, relaxing at the look of your face. He hadn't meant for any of this to happen. He didn't mean to leave you crying. He didn't mean to have to see you like this. He didn't mean to be sick and have you deal with him. He put his arm down and dropped to the ground. A few sobs escaped from his mouth. You crouch down and hold him in your arms. You look to Wanda, ushering her to take Pietro and leave. She nods and they silently exit.

"What happened Buck? Why did you leave?" You say, holding him closer.

"I...I had a relapse while you were slepping. I got up and started packing. I couldn't deal with myself if I hurt you, (Y/N)." He sighs, his sobs coming to a stop, "I didn't mean to leave you, (Y/N). I love you and I need you. You keep me sane."

Bucky looks up at you. His eyes are red and puffy. It broke your heart to see him like this. You take off his baseball cap and run your fingers through his hair. He relaxes into your touch. You put your chin on top of his head.

"Just don't leave me again, okay? Next time, we can talk it out. Whatever you need." You kiss the top of his head.

"Stay with me?" He mumbles into your chest, holding you tighter.

"Always."