Avengers Imagines

Bucky X Reader

Warning: Abusive relationship

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You hummed softly to yourself as you set the wooden spoon on the counter as you pulled a water filled pot off the stove top. You drained the pasta noodles  and turned back to the sauce when you heard the front door slam shut. You jumped slightly from the sudden noise and watched some sauce splatter the counter. You were quick to wipe them up before he saw.

"Babe is supper ready yet?" The voice came from the archway of the kitchen but you didn't turn to look.

"Almost. It will be in three minutes." You answered timidly.

"I said wanted it done when I got home." His voice was icy and you could feel his gaze burning the back of your head.

"I expected you home at your normal time. I. I didn't know you got out early." You turned off the burner right before you felt his vice-like grip on your arm. You were spun around to face him but you didn't dare to look up. The sauce covered spoon dropped to the floor and splattered on the white tile. Almost instantly you felt the sting of his hand across his cheek.

"When I get back down here the table will be set and that will be cleaned." He pushed you against the stove as he released you. "Understood?" He hissed and you nodded weakly.

You didn't move until he stepped out of the room. Moving quickly you cleaned up and finished setting the table when he walked back into the room. You waited for him to take a seat before you took yours. The meal went quietly for the most part other than him complaining.

"I'm going out tonight." He smirked as he shoved more spaghetti into his mouth.

He didn't have to elaborate on what he meant because you knew. You knew he was screwing your best friend, or at least you thought she was your best friend. He told you all the time about how much better she was than you were, but you weren't surprised by that. She did sleep around with everyone in school. Not to mention the fact that anytime you and your boyfriend actually did anything it was all forced. Maybe he got some kind of high off of it but you never have.

"Though I'm feeling generous tonight so I think we'll have some fun too babe."

This made you look up at him and his hungry smile. Suddenly the food was tasteless and seemed too heavy in your stomach. The rest of the meal went silently and when you were both done you cleared away the table as slowly as you could without getting slapped. You put the last dish away and he grabbed your wrist tightly, likely leaving yet another bruise, and basically drug you to the bedroom. The rest was emotionless and he left after he was done. You knew he wouldn't be back until late the next morning so you did the only thing you knew.

After a long shower and some crying you slid on a black sweatshirt and stepped out onto the streets. It was about nine at night now but you didn't care. Your feet carried you to his house and you found yourself knocking on the blue door. You chewed on you lip, and when the door swung open you dropped your gaze.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing here this late?"

"I just had to get out of the house Buck." You answered quietly afraid to look up. You heard him move and saw the shadow recede, allowing you to enter the small apartment. You stepped into the warmth and closed you eyes.

"He isn't home?" Bucky asked confused. He knew you had a jerk of a boyfriend, but he didn't know the full extent of the relationship.

"No." Your voice waiver and you finally looked up into his warm gaze. That's when you felt your heart shatter. A sob broke out of you and you quickly found yourself in Bucky's arms. After a long few minutes you pulled back not noticing your shirt sleeve pulled up slightly. "Thanks." You took a deep breath. "I really ne-"