The Marvel's Avengers Imagines {CLOSED}

Lady Steele Final Part

To burn out my frustration, I decided to hit the mats. I wrapped my hands and feet and began boxing with the dummy. I hear footsteps behind me and then Bucky came into view.

I roll my eyes and say "What? Did Steve send you? Well tell him I don't want his pity apology."
"I'm not here for Steve. I'm here for you." I stop boxing and turn towards him.
"You don't even know me. How can you help me?"
"Because I can relate to you. I've been assembled and reassembled more times than I can count. My brain can be wiped if you said nine irrelevant words. So I'm mostly likely one of the only one here to even remotely understand what you went through. And you are the same one for me. Meaning that we should stick together."
I look at him and he looks at me in the same manner. I break eye contact and look at the floor then back at him. I finally say "Ok."

I raise my hands and he bumped them.

"Let's see what you got, Man of Steele." I say tapping his metal arm. He chuckles and takes off his shirt to reveal it beautifully pecked abs and his razor sharp chest muscles.
"Like what you see?"
"Maybe just a little."